Some people found comfort in sitting next to a fireplace or having someone hold onto them and whisper sweet nothing into their ear. James Potter did not find comfort in any of these things, instead finding comfort in food, specifically sweet food th...
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chapter twenty five: i'm going to make us poor!
Matilda Allens was having a breakdown. It was indeed the first of the year but it still came in hot and fast. She sat in the booth at Hogsmeade, Evan, and Louisa nervously looking at her as she stared blankly at the butterbeer in front of her, no emotion in her features. They had only ever seen Matilda like this once in her fifth year when she accidentally stepped on a frog and questioned her life. Now, she seemed to be doing the exact same thing minus the frog.
"I'm absolutely screwed. I have no direction in life, no family and I am going to die alone." Evan and Louisa looked at the girl with a sad smile, holding back their laughter at her ridiculousness. She took a long sad sip of her butterbeer, frowning as she wiped the white off of her upper lip.
"Honey, you're going to be okay. You're just stressed about the exams." Matilda sighed at Louisa's words, Evan and Louisa giving each other a look as she shoved her head into her hands.
"Nope," Matilda said confidently as she thought about how long she had until she was to graduate. It wasn't long now until she was to leave Hogwarts, go out into the real world, and begin her life as an adult. What would she do? Who would she be? It was these questions and more that weighed on her mind as she thought about her future.
"Enough about me. What have you guys decided to do after school?" Matilda brushed her messy hairs out of her face as she lifted her head up with a pout. Evan and Louisa smiled widely at her, barely containing their own excitement for what was to come when they graduated.
"I want to hopefully work at St Mungo's. I would love to be a healer and I have helped Madam Pomfrey in the hospital ward a couple of times and I love it, so why not? Hopefully, I can come to do my placement at Hogwarts!" Evan spoke hopefully about his future career as a healer causing Matilda to hopelessly turn her head toward Louisa who wore a fond smile on her face.
"I think I want to teach history. I really enjoyed our history of magic lessons." Matilda let a smile come onto her face, happy for them. They were so consistent and exact about what they wanted. The absolute complete opposite of her and she envied it more than anything. Matilda met with James later that night, making sugar cookies which he sat down and ate as she paced in the kitchen, her teeth biting into her nails as her anxiety increased.
"Love, what's wrong?" Matilda sighed and shook her head, looking at James for a brief second. She turned to him and slowly walked in front of him, scaring the poor boy to death who immediately thought the worst. Had something happened? Had someone hurt her? Was she going to tell him something that he didn't want to hear?
"What happened? Who hurt you?" Matilda rolled her eyes as James stood up, talking with his mouth full of cookies causing her to push back on his shoulder to sit him back down.
