I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

book 3- ch 1 holidays

(Taylor's point of view)

I didn't know where I was. It was dark, so dark I could see from the room into the hallway. Broken wood and tore martial littered the grow. Deep scratches etched into the walls. A brown haired doll, covered in rips, where the stuffing was coming out. The moon, a prefect round ball, glowing bright enough to make his eyes burn. A Black shaggy dog lay in the corner of the room, hackles raised and a growl rumbling from deep within.

"Taylor?" The dog growled, "Taylor!" The dog leaped at me.

I shot up out of bed, bashing my head into Ron's. I fall back into my pillows in pain, as I heard Ron's cry of pain.

"Bloody Hell!" He exclaimed rubbing his forehead.

"Sorry, I was having a bad dream, Are you alright" I asked sitting up.

"Yeah, fine. You just have a hard head" Ron chuckled, "Was it a dream or a vision" He asked when I didn't make any further attempted at conversation. I thought back on what I had saw.

"It might have been a vision but it didn't make any sense, so it was probably just a dream." I sighed running my hand though the bird nest, I call hair on the top of my head. "Why you wake me up?" I asked and Ron's face lit up.

"Dadwon700GallonsintheannuldailyprophetandwearegoingtoEgypt" Ron babbled excitedly, leaving me fairly confused.

"What?" I asked dumbly. "A little slower".

"Dad won 700 Gallons in the annul daily prophet and we are going to Egypt" He said grinning widely but finally slow enough for me to understand.

"That's great news" I said happily.

"Plus you'll get to meet Bill, My older brother for the first time -Oh also, Mum says you should get up, it's 12:30" Ron said leaving the room. I looked at the clock to see he was right. I hadn't meant to, I just sleep deeper when I dream. I was sure now it couldn't be a vision, it just didn't make sense.

I dressed in a simple shorts and t-shirt and made my way down stairs. There was happy chatter coming from the kitchen and I was pretty sure I was last to hear this news. It was a Sunday, so like normal Mrs Weasley was cooking up a feast of a breakfast. Mr Weasley sat at the table, sipping at a coffee while reading the newspaper. Fred and George were whispering to each other, probably coming up with plains, while Ginny sat next to them, spreading butter on some toast. Percy sat to the other end of the table. He also had a newspaper and coffee, his chest puffed out to make himself look like an adult. Ron had also come down and was wolfing down fist fills of food without chewing which would be quite impressive if he didn't spray someone with crumbs every time he tried to speak. I sat down in the spare seat next to Mr Weasley.

"Congratulations" I nodded to him and he beamed.

"Yes, isn't it wonderful, we haven't had a family vacation in such a long time, and it will be you'll be able to meet Bill, my eldest" He said excitedly.

"Is it alright if I pay for myself, I don't w-want to be a hinder" I said my face flushing because I stuttered.

"I could never let you do that Taylor, You are part of the Family" He said putting a hand on my shoulder. "It is my responsibility to make sure this family doesn't go hungry and anyway..." He brushed me off, "Have you ever been on holiday before". I shook my head, I had never been out of the country.

"Well there is a first time for everything" He smiled brightly, and I just nodded and continued my breakfast in silent.

We left the Week after laid down with heavy suitcases. I had discovered the wizard travel was very different from what muggles used. First, you take the Floo network to the B.N.N. F. T, The British National Network of Floo Travel. This was basically an airport for Floo Travel. It connect different N.N.F.T's together and having a different network from the raise of Britain made the travel easier and there was less change of you arriving in a different place. The B.N.N.F.T conceded of lines of fireplaces against one wall, Plates with the names of the counties in Gold above it, along one wall with a line going stretching to the other wall. Men and Women Check the tickets that and pointed up in the right direction, while other men and Women stood at the gate themselves, making sure no one got in the wrong gate and that had a ticket. I noticed that there were mainly families here with children and teens. When I asked this Mrs Weasley, she giggled a bit.