"think your funny weasley?" I made my way towards him after a quick play with Gryffindor and Slytherin, taking off my gear in anger.
"Extremely" his right eyebrow had raised as his tongue rubbed against the inside of his cheek.
"Im warning you mindl...
"6th year" i sat up on my bed taking a breath in, my hair was a birds nest and my make up was smudged from the day before and my room was brightened up by the sunlight
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I looked over at my bedroom floor, the whole room was turned upside down as I was packing like a mad person the night before.
I looked over to my bedside and took a look at myself, almost gave myself a fright.
"ain't that something"
The sound of a small creature caught my attention.
In that corner sat Blossom in her cage, she's my pet owl who I've had since my first year at Hogwarts
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Blossomed looked at me and made a small chirping noise. I looked at my reflection again then at blossom.
"Yeah? Well you don't look so hot yourself" Blossom looked at my blankly for a moment before I gave up all my strength again and fell back down in my bed.
I grabbed my pillow and covered myself again closing my eyes.
"Five more minutes"
As if the spirits of the wizarding world had somehow possessed my mom to barge into my room making all types of noises.
"Wake uppppp you lazy little one!" She sang from the top of her lungs
"Ugh mom!" I brought the blankets back up hoping it could somehow stop my mothers nonsense
"6th yearrr" she sang again
I picked my head up and looked at her through the hair covering my face
"Have I ever told you how much of a good singer you are mum?"
"Actually no you have not" she said jokingly offended
"THEN WHY DO YOU KEEP SINGING?!?" I quickly hid my head back under the blankets as I felt my mom attacking me with my own pillow.
At last the the pounding had finally stopped "Come on now, we have things to do before you leave May"
"I know I know" I groaned "will Neville meet us at our usual spot?" Neville is my little brother, he's two years younger than me, and well ever since our parents passed away we were put up for adoption, Carla gave us a place to stay, years later Grandmother had finally found us and reunited, Neville soon grew closer to her and decided to move in with her.
Every year we all have a small reunion before we are set to leave to Hogwarts.
"Im sure your grandmother will be delighted to see how much you've grown into a lovely young lady"
"Lovely? I don't think so" I got out of bed and stretched
"We'll get ready, unless you want to be in a rush like last year" Mom left the room before turning "breakfast is ready dear"
