Forty Six

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"What the bloody hell are you doing?!" I groaned, pulling my duvet over my head.

"Getting up and ready for the day" Ginny said, Bashing about the room, I truly forgot how annoying it is sharing a room with someone who doesn't have the same sleep schedule as you, especially if that person is Ginny.

"Keira, it's Harry's birthday" Hermione said also making lots of noise.

"We all have birthdays, Hermione" I said, rolling about to try and find my sleepiness again.

"It's his seventeenth!" Ginny said, shaking me.

"Ger off!" I told her, moving about from her attack.

"Just get up" She said, finally stopping and walking out of the room.

"UGH!" I groaned, throwing the duvet off of me. I looked up at the pink, princess clock that has been hanging in this room since I was five, Ginny, three.

Nine AM, twenty-three hours to go.

After getting ready for the day, I made my way downstairs, Bill and Monsieur Delacour were chatting about whatever, Ron and Harry were inhaling their breakfast and Mum was fussing with Harry's hair, attempting to tame it, Hermione and Ginny were also eating breakfast but not so savagely as the boys were.

"Morning dear" Mum said, spotting me in the doorway.

"Whats so good about it?" I asked rhetorically. "Happy birthday, Harry" I said louder.

"Thanks Keira!" He grinned.

"Accio book" I cast with my wand, the muggle book I was reading; Emma, flew to my hand. Draco had got it for my seventeenth, I've already read it twice. "I'm going to sit in the yard" I said out loud to anyone who cared to listen, before carefully, so that I didn't bump into anyone in the crowded kitchen, and out into the yard.

The chair that Theo conjured still sat near the wall, I sat in it, my knee's to my chest, and opened my book.

I could barely focus on the words, thoughts of what all my friends were doing distracting me.

I wonder if Pansy and Daphne decided to spend the summer together, what Blaise was up to, where on earth was Draco, how was Theo finding it at home, were they all safe?

Ever since Theo left, I had this weird feeling, as if I've been left behind, that they're all still keeping secrets, what if Theo lied to me?

I tried shaking the thoughts away, focusing on the words on the pages.

I had only managed half a page when the three; Ron, Harry and Hermione came into the yard.

Ron marching across it as Harry kept up, Hermione much more behind but trying.

I watched the three, how lucky they are, to still have each other, I guess thats the upside to having a small circle.

"You ditched her. What are you doing now, messing her around-" Ron said to Harry.

"I'm not messing her around" Harry argued, Hermione had managed to catch up to them on the grass.

"Ron-" Hermione started, but Ron held his hand up to her.

"She was really cut up when you ended it-"

"So was I. You know why I stopped it, and it wasn't because I wanted to."

"Yeah, but you go snogging her now and she's just going to get her hopes up again -"

"Wait, you and Gin kissed, just now?" I asked, including myself into their conversation.

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