Amoris Insanus

Morning Tingles

Sorry peoples, this is a shared account so there might be a few mistakes in April's POV. Love ya'll

Leigh's P.O.V

YES!!!! Finally it's 6am. The time I actually wake up. I've been awake since.... er 1:00 am maybe.

Any who, It's my fifth year at Hogwarts and I am dying to see our dormitory. It's so much bigger than the other dorms and another girl comes in so..... NEW ROOMIE!!!!!

If you can't really pronounce my name, it LEE, just like that. Leighton. I'm currently fifteen and trust me, if you want someone to do your Charms homework and get an A+ I'm the girl for you. But with D.A.D.A, I am forbidden to reveal my secrets.

I went downstairs looking for my parents. They were nestled into each others arms watching BBC News.

"Morning!" I shouted out from the staircase.

They looked up as if I had caught them on surprise. They quickly raced up and started screaming things like, "We gotta get up now!" and "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" We lived far from London so we had to leave at 7:00 am to get to King's Cross. My little brother, Tommy was waiting at the door for me.

"Come on, Leigh! I can't be late on my first day!" he shouted at me.

I grabbed a piece of toast, spread some jam quick as a fox and sped to the door.

"And I'll be late on my 900th day if you don't move your tiny embarrassment of a body!" I shouted back. Yes I did the math. So what?

April's P.O.V

'Waddup sista?' I called to my "aunt Felecity" I call her that because she's really close to my family. I mean that in both ways. She lives next door. And she's a teacher. She knows that I'm a witch, actually, she knows that we're all magical. Well except for my brother, he's a squib. But there's this school that tries teaching squibs, but I don't think it's worked (Don't tell him though) We live quite close to London, only about half an hour away. I'm an eigth veela, but I'm not sure that I look pretty. My weird nerdy glasses make me look- well- weird. But I can take them off whenever I like, It's not like I can't see without them. There's this ghost at school, her name's Myrtle. I try keeping away from her, Leigh and I pulled a prank on her in our third year. But being the good girls we are, we could never be suspects.

'Eat up your breakfast, darling.' My mother said. Ew. Snolldren. I have to eat ALL of this "breakfast" as my mother calls it. It's technically a feast for eight hundred people. Although there's only six people in the family. : Me, Dad, Gemma, Andy, Mama and Aunt Felecity.

I'm not complaining or anything, Mama's cooking is great! She just cooks. Alot. Like more than the food made in a day for all the hogwarts students alot.In one breakfast.

Gemma will be going to Hogwarts next year. My hair is an orangy- browny- idon'tevenknowwhatcolourthatis sort of colour. I dyed it. I hate the colour, but I hate being blondish-orangish even more. I don't have a thing against blondes or red heads, It's just that it doesn't look right. I mean, look at my face now. You wouldn't believe that I'm a natural blonde.

We got in the car, and drove to Kings Cross