Aster (The bonds we creat)

Chapter 1: Prologue

English is not my first language so one hundred percent there will be grammatical problems.

I write this at the same time with a version in my native language on Wattpad
This is my very first fanfic so.... I will try my best

I can't sleep again... ahh- it's already 3 in the morning and tomorrow or today I have to study for arrears... I can't believe it.

I get out of bed again and light a cigarette. I only have 5 left in the pack, if I don't go to sleep after this cigarette I will smoke even more and as soon as I wake up I will have to go to the store to buy some. Why I don't have a shop that sells cigarettes closer I don't know. Maybe it's because I smoke cheap cigarettes, maybe it's because it's on the outskirts of a goddamn little town.

Soooo... my cigarette went out. Wonderful!! I love my life...... I leave my half cigarette in the ashtray and lie back in bed. I have the TV on but on mute, I use it more for light. I look over my notifications again and notice that a Harry Potter podcast I'm watching has just appeared as a video on YouTube. I let him go and listen. I feel like I'm starting to fall asleep, I look at the clock at 3:30... my eyelids are getting heavy... and I finally fall asleep...

*****

I wake up when something slams into my back so hard I can't stop my high-pitched scream to get out. Then I start to cough, I feel a viscous liquid coming out of my nose and mouth. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!

When I finish coughing things happen too fast around me so I don't really realize what's going on. My eyelids are extremely heavy and when I manage to open them for a few seconds at a time, it's as if my vision is blurred, I hear loud noises that are mixed in and it's too hard to focus on one in particular. So I'm relying on the sense of touch and... it's not really okay because I'm being jolted and pushed and turned around and then I feel like someone wraps me up like a burrito. I'm completely immobilized now.....wonderful. Someone carries me in their arms and then I'm laid down on my stomach with my head to one side, I feel something moving gently and constantly under me and I hear an equally constant rhythm. Wait a second, I'm sitting on a person now! Now that I am no longer in constant motion, I open my eyes again and it takes me a few seconds to focus, but in the part where my head is lowered, there is nothing to see but a yellow wall. I try to move my head but it's extremely difficult but somehow I manage to put it back and now I'm looking up somewhat. I see a woman, she seems to be my age, and she is exhausted but smiling at me. She looks quite pretty, with very large pale blue eyes.

When I open my mouth to speak I feel something move and another person appears next to the woman. A man too...he's sturdy. Yes, I will use the term robust.

"Do you have a name ready for the little one?" I now hear a rather hoarse female voice behind me more clearly.

"As promised, if it's a girl you choose the name." The man says in a rather thick voice.

"Dahlia Aster" says the woman looking at me with wide eyes.

"So Dhalia Aster Dursley! It sounds very good!" the voice is heard again but it's not good!!!

What do you mean Dahlia Aster Dursley?

One in the hand, that's not my name.

Two hands down, who the hell is Dahlia Aster Dursley?

I wonder why this blonde is holding me like a crying baby when I'm 20 years old!!!!

"Aster? As in your maternal grandfather? Isn't that a boy's name?" He asked looking rather confused at the woman.

HEY

"Not necessarily!" The voice from behind chimes in "I had an aunt named Aster. And it fits perfectly, the Aster flower is the flower of September, what other name for a child born on the 1st of September."

HELLO!!!

Can someone hear me too!!!! I try to say but only a scream comes out of my mouth. The blonde woman's eyes get even bigger if that's possible, and she starts to gently caress my head and back

"He seems to have good lungs." The voice says and the man starts laughing.

"She's smaller than I thought, but a Dursley's a Dursley." says the man, holding back his laughter.

But I know the name Dursley....