I woke up, I couldn't remember what day it was, where I was, nor who I was. I looked around of where I was, small window over a double sized bed pushed to the wall. A bookshelf stocked with books and a desk carrying a computer. The room light up by pink wallpapers, I was at home.
I walked out of the bed, walked over to my desk and sat down. I ruffed around in the drawers until I found parchment and a feather.
Dear, Cedric.
I can't remember what's happened, or why I'm home. But please, if you get this, please answer, Cedric.
I know we're just friends, but I've always kind of hoped that we, you know, could be something else. Something more.
So, if you read this, please answer. I'm going to ask my mother what has happened, and you need to tell me, I don't know if I can surely trust her. I'll hopefully be back before the Yuleball, but since I don't know what day it is I'll write to you again, once I know.
Aria.
I rushed down the stairs and walked to the hall, I took a couvert and put the letter in it. Then I called my owl whom picked the letter up, then disappeared over the horizon.
*
"Mother". I knocked on the door to my mother's bedroom. When she didn't answer I pushed the door open, slowly, and walked inside. The room was empty, but on the bed lay a note.
I walked to the bed and picked the note up, Me and your father is out on a walk, there's breakfast in the kitcken. I put the note in my back pocket of my pyjama pants and walked to the kitchen.
The dining table was filled with different breads, fruits and everything. I sat down and started to eat a watermelon piece, delicious.
Suddenly I heard a knock on the front door, I dried my hands and then walked to open. The door pushed open and a man and woman walked inside, Albus and Minerva, that'd say.
"Aria". Said Albus.
I mumbled something and then realised they probably was here for some special reason, "Why are you here, professors?". Said I as they sat down at the dining table.
Albus cleared his throat, "Well". He started, "You were in an accident, Aria". I shook my head at his words, no, how could that have happened, I- I probably had just tripped, right?
"What do you mean?", I stuttered and switched my eyes so that they looked at Minerva instead. "I was in an, accident.?"
Albus nodded, "You were, how should I say, attacked? Draco Malfoy apparated with you back to the castle, I believe you two were by the black lake". That was when it hit me, I could remember, me and Draco speaking, like friends. "Do you understand now, Aria?".
I nodded, "But why am I here, in London?". That part I didn't understand. When Ron Weasley was bitten by a werewolf in our third year he just got sent to the Hospital Wing, not home.
Minerva lay her hand on mine letting it rest, "we were afraid you wouldn't remember, there is a chance you were obiliated". Said the elder woman and forced a kind smile, to make me feel better.
"Oh".
*
I didn't quite know what to do, I was sitting with my mother, eating dinner, and everything with here just seemed, simple.
"Aria, you know I will send you back, right?". Clara said, my mother.
"I know". I answered and kept eating my potato. My mother had always been nice, and let me do things that I wanted to do. But when my Hogwarts letter first arrived, she thought she had gone mad, almost mental. She had told me that I could never go there, but then, she changed her mind. Now it's like she doesn't want me at home even. "What date is it today?" Said I and Clara pointed her head tords the calendar hanging on the wall. "Damn it". I said.
Clara looked up at me, "Watch your tung, young girl". I looked down at my plate and realised that the yuleball was tomorrow. "What is it now? Come on tell me then". Clara kept on.
I sighted, knowing that I would never be able to get there in time, "The yuleball. It's tomorrow".
My mother looked at me, she knew I had been looking forward to this day for a long time. At least that was what she wrote in her letters. "You can go there, tomorrow, at the morning", Said Clara and put away out plates.
"Thank you!". I said and rushed to hug her. My arms wrapped around her neck and hers around my waist, like a real cozy hug. "I'll go pack my things".
