Silver | Hpls

YEAR 4: over grown child

**JOSLYN P.O.V**

i lay on my bed with my feet propped up with a pillow and my head against the headbord of my bed, my hair was in a messy bun as i read a book called Paper Towns by: John Green, Grimuald Palace has been wonderful! i have my own room and everything! the house is dark and deary looking and a bit narrow but it stretches back far and hows about a million stairs. Uncle Remus (yes i call him that now) has also moved in with us, it was no problem really considering we had like 12 rooms. i absolutely loved it!

my door creaked open and i saw my dads head poke through "jos..." i looked up from my book "yes dad" i laughed, he looked like a little kid waking up his parents in the middle of the night.

he walked into my room and collapsed on my bed "im so borrreeeddd......" he whined,  i rolled my eyes "what are you 12" i said chuckling and he glared at me "feels like it! i havnt had a home cooked meal in for like EVER!" he groaned and i marked my page snapping my book shut.

"dad we have seriously had a home cooked meal every night." i stated the truth giggling, the house elf cooked dinner, he never let me help him. "i mean like a home cooked meal at a restraunt!" he exclaimed and i arched my eyebrow "erm dad that makes no se-" "i know jos but my belly speaks out of hunger" 

i laughed "well then lets go out for dinner" he nodded happily and ran out the door "REMUS!" 

goodness my dad is a crazy man, i wouldnt want it any other way though.

i got off my very comfortable bed and crossed over to my closet, the part of england we live in, its rarely ever hot, nights are cold and damp and clouds cover the blue sky like a large blanket.

i grabbed my black jeans and a longsleeve grey V-neck, i slipped those on then walked to the bathroom. i took out the elastic from my hair letting my loose curls cascade down my back, i decided that they looked fine and put on some eye-liner to outline my eyes. 

once, i finished with that i grabbed my black and maroon floor length cloak, and of course my vans.

i slipped on the cloak and galloped down stairs. uncle remus and dad were waiting, they were dressed and had cloaks as well. 

"where are we going to dad?" he looked at uncle remus who shrugged "we can go to the leaky cauldron?" he suggested me and dad nodded, i linked arms with dad and uncle remus placed his hand on his shoulder, we apprated and were in an ally way in muggle london, not to far from the cauldron.

the three of us flipped up our hoods and exited the ally.

muggles looked at us strangly as we walked down the sidewalk, dad and remus were arguing while i was awwed at all the muggle things around me, there was a big store selling tellys, those big box things i told you about a while ago. 

i recieve and send about 3 owls a day, usually kreature delivers my letters to the burrow, though i send the letters to harry and hermionie by owl. 

its been 2 months since summer started. 

we reached the restraunt and uncle remus held the door open "thank you" i smiled and he nodded, hes always such a gentlemen, while dad is basically an overgrown child.

a man came waltzing over to us, probally the waiter, "hello would you like a table?" i almost snorted and i could tell dad was holding back a laugh "no thank you we would like a carpet for three please" i said and dad turned to me and placed his head on my shoulder, i could feel him laughing silently 

"pardon?" 

remus rolled his eyes "yes sir thank you, may we please have a table for three" the waiter glanced at us weirdly but led us to a table in the back of the building.