Watching your Mum getting her soul sucked out of her body is traumatizing to say the least but when it's by something that looks remarkably like a grim reaper is just something you'll never forget, no matter how much magic you use.
That day was when my whole life changed, I went from being Ellie-Mae the school girl to being Ellie- Mae a muggle in a magic world. That day was one long month ago, a long, long month ago
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"Morning Ellie!" Georgie shouted in my ear, loud enough to wake the dead, bursting my eardrums! I close my eyes and roll over to face the wall when George drags me backwards, I try to grab the wall but my fingers just scrape uselessly against the wall George rolls me in the red duvet till I'm wrapped up like a mummy. Unable to move. Georgie leans into me, his breath tickling my cheeks. He smiles his goofy smile, it spreads all over his freckly face. A twinkle in his bright eyes. " Get up, get dressed and come meet our mate." He grins, " I'll even let you play quidditch...." I get up to go but then lay back down. " Your gonna have to leave, George I've only got my underwear on." I shouldn't have said that, he sits down on the floor and raises his eyebrows- as if saying "So" I jump out of bed and grab my dressing gown, wrapping it around myself before you can say boo! But not quick enough as George lets out a long, loud wolf whistle. " You pervert." I say laughing, a brush spreading up my cheeks, don't ask me why. I grab my clothes( black skinny jeans, green hoodie and blue converse.) And get changed in the bathroom. My stomach doing them little flips it does when I've talked to George. It's only because he's nice to me. I don't like him or nothing. It's just its weird when a boys nice to a muggle girl as muggle boys just aren't very nice.
I come down ten minutes later, my long brown hair tied in a pony and my side fridge just hanging there, like it does. The kitchen was usually where the boys are so I head there. | mean all they ever do is eat, I'm surprised there still as healthy as they are.
"Hi." A brown haired boy sat on a stool next to George, he was obviously an athlete; the muscles in his arm where so amazing I couldn't tear my eyes away. His voice was deep and I was speechless, first time ever! George noticing this frowned but then smiled his usual smile. Coming up behind me and snaking his arms around my waist, pulling me up so I couldn't touch the floor. " Oliver, Ellie-Mae, Ellie- Mae, Oliver." " PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW GEORGIE!" I growl and he sits me on the stool next to Fred. " Georgie?" Oliver raises an eyebrow. Just one! I so wish I could do that and look as cool as him. " Freddie and Georgie, got a problem?" Fred scoffs at my angelic demeanor. " She might act and look like an angel but she's really a she-devil." I fake a tear at Fred's words but then punch him. " Ow!" I clutch my hand and he smiles smugly, I forgot how hard his arms where. He grabs my hand and rubs my knuckles I catch his eye and we just sit there for a long moment, staring at each other. " Last one to the hill gets a dung-bomb thrown at them!" George shouts, ruining the moment. I laugh and jump up, knowing I was going to lose but not caring. A large hand stops me, pulling me back. " If you want to win I could help." Olivers deep voice entrances me again and I just nod shyly. He turns round and kneels, looking over his broad shoulder and smiling. " Piggyback?" So I climb on to his back and wrap my arms around his throat. Enjoying the feel of his hands around me and the wind whistling through my hair as he runs.
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Olivers POV
I can hear her giggling as I run, her breath on my neck sending shivers done my spine. I've never know a girl to make me feel like this. And what a girl she is: a body that curved in all the right places, a beautiful face and a laugh that made you want to dance. The only thing is she has a few problems. One is the fact that Voldemort wants her for some reason, not even Dumbledore knows why. Two is the fact that she's a muggle and three is George. I seen the way he acted when she first saw me and when she locked eyes with Fred, George likes her and that's a big problem.
We reach the hill before the others and I set her down. " Wasn't that fun." She laughs her amazing laugh, tucking her fringe behind her ear. " It's only because I'm fitter than them two." I say, winking and stretching my arms; popping my muscles. She raises her eyebrows and smiles. " Maybe, maybe not." The other two suddenly appear and we grab our brooms, ready to have a few games of the best sport in the world, quidditch. We play for three hours, swapping Ellie onto a different broom each half an hour. I almost let a goal in because of her. What? She winked at me, I think she could even be better than quidditch but don't tell anyone.
" I'm tired can we go home now?" She asks pouting and we just go along with her. unable to protest, she comes over hugging herself and smiles. " Can I have another piggyback?" She asks, I fake a sigh but kneel. Enjoying the feel of her, I look at George and catch him scowl then smile. We walk on to the burrow and by the time we get back she's fast asleep on my back. A cute snore coming from her every now and again. So we put her in her room and go to ours. Her face looking peaceful, tucked away in her magical thoughts. I'd like to be in them one day.....
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