Prologue; Book 2

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SECOND YEAR
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"Miss Millie, please wake up!" The orphanage's house elf Blanko called from just outside my door. "Blanco is pleased to announce that breakfast is ready!"

I was up like a flash, pulling on yesterday's jeans and t-shirt, retying my hair in a messy bun and sprinting downstairs so all the Cheeriowls wouldn't be gone. Like yesterday morning. And the morning before that. Basically, I've got a habit for sleeping in and missing out on all the food.

All the little kids woke up early so they mostly got all the good stuff, while the grumpy, irritable teens bullied the kids to give them their food. And the in-betweens (me, 2 other girls and 2 boys) had to scavenge for what was left.

I quickly grabbed a bowl and poured a huge bowl of cereal, then quickly got the milk before there was none left. I don't like dry cereal.

I had just got back from staying with Alicia and boy, that was fun. She's got and older sister named Jessie and she let us try on all her clothes and did really good makeup on us. She also gave us flirting tips (focused more on Alicia; I'm dating George Weasley.). The weekend before, I went to Katie's and we went to a water park. Luckily, the scars on my back which Angel saw the summer before we started Hogwarts are mostly gone now.

Speaking of Angel, I was going to her house tomorrow. She said she had heaps planned and to make sure I had good trainers with me...I'm sort of worried, actually. Who knows what we're going to do?

After breakfast, I went back up stairs to get ready.

After I had that vision with Aunt Andromeda (who isn't doing so well in hospital), I had gone to the divination tower first thing thing the next morning. Trelawney told me that true seers can see forward and backward in time, just only into the mind of a family member. Then she asked me the touchy subject of who was dying, which made me leave with the excuse of needing the toilet.

And now I'm going to reveal who hurt and killed my wonderful owl, plus one school barn owl...

This may not come as much of a surprise, but it was my father.

My own flesh and blood did something so evil that I can't even really call him my dad. From now on, his name is Lucius to me. Nothing else.

That's how it'll stay..
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Helloooo 👋

Long time no see!!

This took me forever, I didn't know what to write 😂

Hope you like it, next part up soon!

Kim xx

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