Even The Worst Times Have A Happy Ending

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. J.K.Rowling does. Lucky.

"Annie!! Get up!" My twin sister, Alexia shouted at me.

I groaned, and pulled my pillow over my head. I got out of bed, and walked to the kitchen where Alexia sat eating her muffin. "H-h-hi." I yawned as I grabbed a muffin and sat down.

"Hi! Hey, Annie, are you done packing yet?"

I sighed. "I haven't even started. Where are we going again?" I tried not to remember unpleasant things, such as moving. I was pretty good at it, but if someone brought it up,I would have to try to forget again.

" England, remember? Dad got transferred, and now we get to go to Hogwarts!" She paused. "How can you not be packed? We leave in a week!"

I sighed. "Fine. I'll start packing." I stood up, and asked,"Hey, where's Dad?"

Alexia laughed. "He's working." She got up and sat down on couch, while she turned the TV on.

"Spongebob? Really?" Alexia stuck her tongue out at me. "Yeah, so? Shut up, I love this one."

I trudged up the carpeted stairs to my room. It wasn't the cleanest, but it wasn't horrible either. The walls were a light brown, with random splotches of purple, lime green, and blue. My bed was in the corner of the room, and I had a white desk on the other side. Next to the desk was a huge walk-in closet, which I loved to hide in. I sighed, and went to the closet, and dug for some clothes. I ended up in dark jeans, a yellow shirt, and yellow converse. I brushed my matted hair and sighed. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I was pretty, as my friends would say. Long brown hair, blue eyes and I was skinny, but Alexia was skinnier. I walked to my dresser, open the drawer and took my wand out. "It's time to start packing."