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Alexis' POV:
Prologue: There was a knock at my bedroom door.
“Fuck off Cedric!” I called.
He just laughed. “C'mon, it's time to get up Alex.”
I groaned. “No. I'm never going back to that hell hole. Ever. Again. I'd rather let a cow shit on me.”
I heard him holding back a laugh and I let out another groan.
“Alexis. Now.” he said seriously this time.
I sighed and pushed my Pride of Portree bed covers off. I hadn't bothered packing my trunk yet. I thought if I left it 'till last minute, it'd be a good reason not to go. There was another knock at the door, causing me to unlock and open it with one swift movement. Cedric was leant against the door frame, a light smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
“Ugh. What do you want Cedric?” I mumbled sleepily.
“Just checking you're up” he grinned.
Slam went the door in his face. He chuckled and I heard him walk off. My new books were laying on the floor next to the trunk, where they hadn't moved since I'd bought them three weeks earlier. I picked them up and threw them into my empty trunk, along with my robes, my clothes and some chocolate frogs I had left over from Christmas. Pulling the trunk out onto the hallway, I saw my brothers new broomstick resting on his trunk. I stared at it enviously for a short while before my father came along. He cast weightlessness charms on our trunks and carried them downstairs effortlessly, before calling up to me “Hurry up and get that bloody rat Alexis! Before you miss the train!”
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