Harry Potters Twin Book Three

Danielle Johnson Is Back

"You're leaving?" Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Fred, George, Hermione, and Harry cried as we all sat in the ice cream shop.

Bonnie had told them the news, completely ignoring me, while her family had went to go pack her stuff.

"But, Bonnie..." Harry seemed at lost for words.

"I apologized to my family," Bonnie said, smiling sadly, pointedly ignoring my gaze, “and they forgave me."

There was a silence. It seemed that the only ones who were sad about this were Harry and me. But why would anyone else be? They could still see Bonnie when she left to Hogwarts.

"I'm so happy for you!" Mrs. Weasley cried. "I'm so very happy, I wish we could celebrate!"

"Actually," Bonnie said brightly. "I should be going. Mum and Dad should be done packing any time now. Bye."

"Bye," everyone echoed except me.

"Oh, this is exciting!" Mrs. Weasley cried.

"Yes, very exciting," Fred said, getting out of the booth with George.

"Yes, exciting, indeed," George agreed.

"But we have that thing to do-"

"Yeah, that thing-"

"Bye!"

They left.

I grumpily crossed my arms and glared at my double chocolate chip fudge ice cream. Actually, I ate it, but the bowl was still there, so I glared at that.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" Mrs. Weasley asked, concern in her kind voice.

"Yes... I'm brilliant," I got out of the booth and trudged out of the ice cream shop. "Just bloody brilliant."

I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that I wanted to get as far away from Hermione's knowing gaze as possible, so I ran blindly. Not the smartest thing to do when a supposed mass murderer was on the loose, but at the moment I didn't care.

"Nixie!" I heard a familiar voice call, but I ignored it, just because I didn't want them to see the hot tears streaming down my face at this very moment. "Nixie! Come on! Wait up!"

I felt a hand grab my arm and force me to stop. I raised my fist and swung as hard as I could, but it didn't connect with a nose; instead the girl grabbed my wrist and forced it to my side.

"Nixie, whats the matter?" the girl asked softly.

Slowly, her appearance became more pronounced. It was her, the last person I would want to see at this very moment because she reminded me so much of Bonnie Heart.