𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 |𝓙𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

23. Love

Fifth Year:

It's already 9pm and none of our parents called yet. And it's starting to get really annoying.

Roxanne had a headache and decided to sleep early, so I went back to my room while the others were.... doing whatever they were doing.

I grabbed the phone I took from the second floor and dialed mom's number.

Ringing.

Ringing.

Still ringing.

"Hello?"

Why does it always happen when you least expect it?

"Mom? Mom, where are you? How have you been? I missed you. When are you coming back?"

"Oh, I'm sorry sweety we have been super busy and-"

"Mom, we're not kids anymore. Well, half of us aren't, at least. What's going on?"

"I don't know if it's safe to tell you this on the phone. I'll send you a letter with our family owl. Snow, the white one, remember?"

Our family owl is black, and his name is Travis, not Snow.

"Uhm, yeah, yeah I remember."

"Our work should be done in maximum two days, I am hoping to see you soon."

"Love you."

"Love you, too."

We hung up and I layed on my bed, and stared at my ceiling.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and I came all the way back from Hogwarts to spend it with my family, and they are not even here.

Well, not exactly with my family... but plans changed last minute-

Holy crap! Tomorrow is Chistmas! I didn't even started on wrapping my gifts!

I got up from my bed and opened my closet to take out the hidden gifts.

When I started wrapping, it was only 9:15pm, and now it's 10pm. And I still have four more to wrap.

Hey! Wrapping is hard, okay?

When Luna came back, there was only James' gift left.

"Why are you still up?" She asked, half yawning.

"I'm doing wrapping. You go to bed, I'll continue in the living room."

"Oh, okay." She opened her suitcase and took out her pajamas. "Good night then."

I grabbed the wrapping paper, scissors and the presents. "Good night."

To my chance, the living room was empty, so I placed the things down to the floor and used my wand to start the fireplace again.

It took me at least twenty minutes to wrap the damn thing! It's huge and hard to wrap!

"Finally!" I sighed and threw the present under the tree.

"Lumos!" I heard someone whisper.

I looked over from the couch to see a dark shade. "Ted, is that you?"

"Lily?" I saw his figure standing next to the entrence. "What are you doing here? It's almost 11."

"Just finished wraping up," I stopped whispering since we were downstairs and no one could hear us anyways. "What are you doing here?"

"Just... couldn't sleep." He was wearing blue pajamas with white socks, which kind of made him look way much younger than he is.

He looked kind of sad and tired at the same time. His eyes were also a bit puffy. "Are you okay?" I asked.