Life sucks right now. I have been sick for the last week and couldn't go to the train station with Aunt Mia and Uncle Monty to pick up James but he has made stops by my room. So all I can do is sleep which sucks when I can't sleep without having a nightmare happen.
It has been a week since James got home and I finally feel better. No more coughing and sneezing and stuffy nose and throwing up. No more sickness but it had to happen that I got better and was stuck in bed on Christmas. CHRISTMAS. I couldn't leave bed and had to open presents in bed. Not that I'm mad about getting presents. I'm thankful I did.
The next morning I woke up to see three boys staring down at me. Being the smart person I am, I screamed. This wasn't my smartest move because my aunt came running up to see what was wrong. The three boys turned out to be James, Remus, and Peter who were trying to scare me when I woke up. What sucks for them is I might've punched James really hard in the jaw. "Boys leave Bella alone what has she done to you?" Aunt Mia asked. "We just wanted to surprise her Mom. We didn't mean to have her scream really," said James.
"Just go downstairs and eat breakfast before you make it worse. Scaring a sick person shame on you boys." Aunt Mia said. "Yes mom/ Mrs. Potter". Were the replies before they headed downstairs for breakfast. "How are you feeling this morning Bella dear."
"I feel fine Aunt Mia. Can I get out of bed now?"
"Yes dear. You no longer have a fever. How about we go down to breakfast." I jumped up out of bed the fastest I have ever moved in my life and ran to get ready. When I got downstairs there was a surprise there.
"When did Sirius get here," I asked.
"A few days ago. He finally ran away from home and he was resting and getting better. You have been sick otherwise you would have known."
"I feel the love Jamie. Feeling the love." They laughed. After breakfast, we went to hang out. It wasn't much since I was still getting over being sick. We had fun and for once I was happy. I was happy to be with people I love and them all happy. Even with my parents gone, I formed a new family with these four boys. With the ones who make with happy and laugh. And I cried and for the first time since my parents died because I felt relieved. Relieved that even at my worse I still had a family who loved me. A family who no matter what stay by my side. A group of boys that are there for me no matter what happens. Through the bad and the good, they will always be there for me because they have become my family just because they made friends with James. They will never understand what they mean to me. They will never know how much they mean to me. They will never know that they have helped me through such a hard time They will never know because even when I tell them they never will understand fully. These four boys became brothers to me. They know who much I love them. They know they can talk to me about anything even if I don't understand. They know that even though I am young that I will listen. They know I won't judge them for anything. They see me as James little sister most of the time. They see me as the one who bugs them by hanging around them. But they surprisingly don't mind. They don't mind me because I am not a snitch. They don't mind because if they need help with pranking Aunt Mia and Uncle Monty I am there to help. They see me as an apprentice to carry on their legacy at Hogwarts after they leave. I love them and I hope they love me. I cried because I felt relief that I don't have to shoulder the guilt felt for my parents' death. I cried because I had people who don't blame me for what happened to my parents when I feel like everyone else does. I cry tears of relief not sadness and even though they don't know that right now. They stay by me and comfort me no matter why I'm crying. They are there and I hope they are their forever. The four goofy teenage boys never failed to become serious when someone they love is hurting and I am so grateful for that. They stay by me till I calm down enough to explain why I am crying. Even if I lose everything in this moment I had everything and even if more people die I will always have them. But little did I know that was going to change and the 4 goofy boys would leave me all in one night.
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The Forgotten One
أدب الهواةYou know my baby cousin's story. You probably even know my older cousin James' story. You also probably think I don't exist. Well, this is my story, the story of Isabella Dorea Potter. (Bill Weasley romance)