Moving On

Chapter 1 book 1

WARNING: This is a spinoff of After a War, be sure to read that before reading this. Things will NOT make sense if you don't, but don't worry, you only have to read up to chapter 106 ;) Let me tell you, if you were looking for the longest series to ever exist, you've found it. Anyhow, if you've read After a War, or just don't care to read it, Enjoy! 

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Fred placed random things around the shop, it was the only thing for him to do. Maya and George were on their honeymoon, Makayla was packing and bringing her stuff over, and Rihanna - another girl he'd hired to keep Makayla from going insane while she helped Fred - was going to show up later in the evening. So Fred simply kept working, there wasn't anything else for him to do.

He put some Nosebleed snacks on the shelf as the door opened and two girls walked in, Makayla standing next to Rihanna, who oddly looked allot like Makayla. Both girls shared a sort of dirty blonde hair color, and blue/green eyes, though Makayla's eyes seemed to change color ever so slightly from time to time. The two's face structures were entirely different though. Makayla had more of a rogue look to her, like the rebellious daughter, while Rihanna had more of a gentle, soft kind of vibe. Fred waved at both of them. He saw Makayla pale at a thought, that he accidentally thought too loud. Step one, complete.

"Now Rihanna, I understand you are living down the ally a little bit, so you won't need a room here, Makayla, your bedroom is upstairs, second door to the right," Fred explained, Makayla nodded without saying anything, still pale and seemed slightly stunned. She stepped passed Fred and walked upstairs.

"It's nice to meet you," Rihanna said with a smile. Fred smiled back and shook her hand.

"I'm glad to have some extra help," Fred said kindly.

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Makayla opened the door that Fred said was her bedroom, she dropped her bag and gasped. He'd gotten the room from the manor! The walls were still the fields that she loved so much. Her furniture was all there, and even extra things. Fred had done it all for her.

"No way," Makayla whispered, her eyes began to sting and water as a Thunderbird flew by on the wall. Makayla kicked her bag into the room and shut the door so she could watch her Thunderbird that had run away circle her. "Athena," Makayla whispered, the golden bird landed in the field and approached until it was aa close as it could get. Makyla walked up to the wall and put her hand on Athena's beak, even though she couldn't actually feel it, her heart leaped. "I missed you girl." She whispered, the bird seemed to nod, and then she flew back towards the distant forest.

Makayla smiled and sat on her bed for a while in thought, and then decided to finally unpack and try and get a feel for the flat, so she could find her way around later without looking stupid.

When you first entered the flat, there was a short hall with a door on either side, the door on the left side led to Fred's room, the door on the right led to a room full of cauldrons and equipment for making pranks, which judging by the scorch marks on the wall, was a dangerous room. Then the hall opened into a huge room, to the right was the living room, and there was a door that Makayla was assuming led to her bedroom. On the far wall was a huge window that gave a wonderful view of Diagon Ally, she assumed the people below couldn't see her. To the left was the Kitchen with a counter in the center with tall stools to sit on. And last of all was a door that must have led to George and Maya's room.

The kitchen was disgusting though, the flat itself was beautiful, but the stack of dishes and trash in the kitchen was unappealing. Makayla sighed and rolled up her sleeves. She despised cleaning, but nobody else was going to do it.

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Fred wave to Rihanna as she walked down the alleyway, he'd shown her everything around the shop, and she'd start work in a few days. For now, he was going upstairs to talk to Makayla, doing his best to keep his mind on Rihanna, in case Makayla decided to read his mind for one of the first times ever.

He heard water running as he opened the door to the flat, which made him quickly shut the door and rush in. His mind was very quickly off Rihanna and now on making sure Makayla was ok.

The brown haired girl smiled from the kitchen and motioned to the dishes. "Good job must have taken forever to stain every, last dish. At this moment, I feel so sorry for your mother." Makayla commented Fred rolled his eyes.

"You didn't have to do that," Fred said as he forced his mind to go back to Rihanna, he saw her face sink a little bit and then she sighed.

"Well, were you going to?" Makayla asked, her tone allot more upset then it was a moment ago. She looked down and focused on cleaning a plate. Fred walked over to her, she looked him in the eyes for a moment, and right as Fred believed she'd do something, she walked away. Fred sighed and picked up the plate and went ahead and started the dishes.

"Did you at least like your room?" Fred called right as she was about to shut her bedroom door. He saw her smile a little bit, and then she whispered 'yes' and then she shut the door. Fred grinned as he went back to doing the dishes. He'd never done the dishes in his life. What had he gotten himself into?