A world Of Magic and Mystery

Chapter Six - Quidditch and Christmas

I leaned back. Staring out into space. I stood next to Angelina. Staying calm. As I pulled my hair into a high tight pony. Including my bangs. I then reached up and put an eyepatch over my blinded eye. It was black and soft. With some silver accessories on top with added diamonds.

I turned my head. Looking and listening. Staying calm. I moved following after Fred and George. Ignoring everything else going on. Simple doing as I must. I rose. Going as fast as I could. Doing small circles above the court. My forest green shooting around. My eyes moved. I ignored the speakers. Only listening for numbers. Staying calm. I moved my head. My eyes moving. I caught sight if gold. But it was only a watch. I dodged the beater. Moments before anyone else saw it. I dived. Going quickly. I flipped my hands reaching and grazing the snitch. But I missed and it disappeared. I cussed. And came to an instant stop. I moved back up. Headed Bach up. I nodded and began to spin around. Then. There was a lurch. I cussed and ignored it. Though it kept happening but then I realized I couldn't control it. Slowly it went higher and higher. I cussed. And glanced around. My eyes meet Professor Snape. I shook my head no. Not him. Though he moved talked to me and only grudgingly gave her points. So I continued to look. Until I saw Quirrell. He was changing. His eyes focused on my.

I was brought out if my thoughts with the broom going higher. Only to see that Fred and George was trying to get to me. I cussed and shook my head. I moved. One hand looking for my wand. I looked up to see Quirrell was nocked over. I smirked and relaxed. Then. I speed off diving for I saw gold. I went to catch it. But then I moved. Catching it between my elbow and chest. I went to stop. I did. Like an inch above the ground. And grabbed the snitch. I looked up to Oliver. And held the snitch up. "Caught it. Barely." He just laughed. I smiled.

I sat with my friends. Shaking my head. I won't tell them the truth. No. I'll let them think what they want. I sighed. "Hermione. Quirrell was also chanting. And staring."
"Listen ter Heather." I just smiled at him. He smiled at me.

It was now December. I sat at the table. A quill ink and parchment before me. I sighed and began to wright. I've put this off long enough. I was going to stay for Christmas. Papa Padfoot

Dear Uncle Mooney -

Sorry I haven't written. But schools been hectic. I can't seem to get the time to right. At least until now. You probably heard but I've joined the Griffindor Quidditch team as the seeker. I've been passing all my classes and am even a few months ahead of my year. Papa Padfoot has been let out of Azkaban. I'm going to be saying at Potter Manor with Grandma Minnie. I hope I'll get to see you soon. Maybe you can come stay with us. Papa Padfoot will join us once he's let out of the hospital. And don't worry about you fluffy problem. I'm certain we'll find a way to sort it out. Minnie got me a broom. That and Padfoot got me an eye patch. It's quiet nice. Now I can have my hair out of my face and not have to worry about the light hurting my eye. I miss you. And I hope to see you soon. I hope you know I love you.

With lots of love -
Heather Potter

I closed my eyes as I leaned back. I folded my paper in half. Ignoring Ron and his brothers as I got ready to send my letter. Simple handing the letter to Frost. Who took it in her beak. Spreader her beautiful whitish blue wings. And took off. Flakes of snow left in her wakes. I smiled. It was currently Christmas Eve. I stood up and left headed to my dorm room. While also looking at Midnight and Twilight. The two have gotten bigger with the more I learned. That and now there's a speck of fire following me around. It was orange, red, and yellow. I leaned back and went to sleep.

I opened my eyes. Only to see presents at the foot of my bed. I blinked a few times. Confused. I stood up and looked at the packages. Kneeling down. Tilting my head. I grabbed the smallest on. I opened it to see a glut shaped like a Phoenix. It was clearly carved by hand. I blew it and out came a phoenix song. I smiled. This was clearly from Hagrid. I looked up and saw a package. I grabbed it and opened it. It was a thick hand knitted sweater. It was a bluish purple. I smiled. On it in golden was a letter H. I pulled it on. This was from miss Weasley. I moved on. Opening a box full of soar quills and different color inks. I smiled. Hermione. I got her a few books I though she'd like. I moved on to the one from Neville. I had gotten him a good luck charm. Merlin knew he needed it. I laughed. It was a stuffed animal. It was a bear. I chuckled and placed it on my bed. Four left. I moved. There was one from Minnie. My face screwed into a scowl. Then a chuckle. It was a picture book with all the pictures mom and dad took. In every single one. I went from smiling and giggling. To glaring at the camera. I went to the one from Sirius. In it was a mirror. With a note. I set it aside with the mirror and moved in ti the one from Remus. Again with it was a not. It was a cleaning kit for my broom and wand. I smiled before moving onto the last one. I opened it. I already knew who this was from.

My fingers moved across the fabric. Dads invisibility cloak. Before him it belonged to grandpa. And his dad. And hid dad. And his dad. I folded it and placed it in my usual enchanted bag. Before moving onto the not from Sirius.

Dear pup -

I heard you've been hard at work and haven't been able to right. It's alright. I dint mind. That's why I sent this. This mirror is enchanted. It was your fathers. I have the other part. All you need to do is call my name. And I'll appear. That way we can talk to each other.

With love -
Padfoot

I then moved onto the other note. I opened the letter. Smiling at the hand righting.

Dear Cub -

It is great to hear from you. I've been great. And that's lovely. How is school going so far? I hope it is well. My I'd love to see you as well. I'll think about your offer. I can not wait to see you next. I heard of how those muggles treated you. I'm so sorry. I should have come after you. I should have taken you in. I am sincerely sorry. And it's amazing that you are ahead in your classes. What are your favorite subjects? Are you enjoying Quidditch? I hope you are. Your father was a great player. Though I think he was a beater. Though he always wanted to be a seeker. No doubt he'd be both very proud and maybe a bit jealous. I bet your brilliant.

With love -
Uncle Mooney

I smiled at the letter and continued on with my day.

I couldn't sleep. Something was wrong. My gut was twisting no. No. I just missed my mom and dad. I stood up and grabbed my bag. I placed it over my head and on my left shoulder. I reached in and pulled out the invisibility cloak. And I went for a walk. To the same room we're I went last time. Only to see a mirror. I pulled down the cloak. And stood in front of it. My eye widened. Tears in both of my eyes. I wore my eyepatch. And stared at my reflection. My lightning scar was white. And breached off. Like that of lightning. It went from my hairline on the left side. To my left ear and to my chin. I stared. Looking at the light skinned woman with blood red hair. And forest bright green hair. Next to the woman was a dark skinned man. His dark brown eyes. And black messy hair. I kneeled. Staring at the mirror. My hand placed on the mirror. Tears rolling down the face. I shook my head. I bit my lip. And reluctantly I left. I shouldn't returned. I couldn't return.