Chapter 1

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"This story has only  just begun!"

Deep breathes. Just breath. Why are you so worried?

I think to myself, standing there in stiffness before trailing my feet into a brick wall. Five years. Five years of doing this unexplainably crazy action, and you'd think wouldn't be worried. But I am, I'm nervous.

My feet trembling as I close my eyes, running towards the wall. The air pushing past my face, a light breeze passes through my hair, and a weird feeling of being stuck overwhelms my body. I slow my pace as soon as I hear owls hooting, frogs hiccupping, and the sound of little kids laughing. I open my eyes slowly, looking around and spotting the sign on the side of the post that say "9 3/4". A sigh of relief washes over me, and my worries slowly fizzle away.

I was fairly earlier, because I have a deepening fear of being late. Like a phobia type of fear! It's almost as if it's a nightmare that you can't escape. I get very overwhelmed if I'm late, you may think It's crazy, but I have a good reason why...

FLASHBACK

Lights flashing, spells being casted every where, buildings burning, and people dying. Voldemort and his goons came to attack our village. "Where is she?" My father, Sirius, says nervously pacing back and fourth. "She should be home by now. If she didn't have to work that second job she wouldn't be late!"

"She'll be here!" I say grabbing onto his shoulder, making him stop. He turns to my face, wearing a smug look. Angry, sad, disappointed. "You!"  His voice raises, anger in his tone "This is your fault! If you weren't so god damn expensive she wouldn't be having to work two jobs! She would be here right now if she wasn't working there, that job always keeps her overtime, and now she is probably laying on the streets DEAD. THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"

My blood froze, standing still in my position as he rambles on about how I killed my mother. And I believe it. IT's my fault, I shouldn't have been so expensive. If I hadn't asked for so many things, or maybe even if I wasn't even born, she would be here. "I wish it was you dead!" He shouts right in my face.

I let my tears slip from my eyes, running into my room and locking the door. I hide underneath my silk covers letting the river of tears stream from my eyes. My breathe heavy, making it hot and humid under the blanket. I was feeling faint, wanting a breath of air, but I don't. I don't get up, and that's when I faint.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Y/n! Snap out of it!" commanded the tall boy in front of me. Being brought back to reality, I notice who it was. My eyes widen as a smile crosses my lips, "Cedric!" I squeal jumping into his open arms. My feet leaving the ground as my world spins.

He puts me back down to stability, and says "Wow Black, seems like you really missed me!". I roll my eyes at him, playfully punching him in the arm and say "No fair, that hug was a two-way type of thing!". "Fine, you got me!" he puts his hands in the air, as if he was surrendering and starts to laugh.

I place my trunk on the ground and sit on top of it, as does Cedric. We start talking about what we think the new year is going to be like, but then our conversation starts trailing off into how summer was. Even though it was mostly him talking, hence me not doing anything this summer.

"Wait, so was it you or your father who slipped down the hill?" I laugh, grabbing a piece of chocolate from out of my bookbag. "It was my d-"

"I don't really think you should be eating that chocolate Black, you've been looking a little chubby recently!" Yells the new Slytherin quidditch player, Terence Higgs, from across the station. His friends were laughing and hyping him up from the back.

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