August 11th, 1994

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I am so sorry if chapters are short, if you want them longer just let me know and ill make them longer

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Its 2:35 am and i havent been able to sleep. Ben and Anthony are asleep in the room next to me, i only know theyre sleeping because my brother snores extremely loud. I decide to turn on the light next to my bed and pack some more of my things. I put all of my books into a box and most of my records with my record player were put away. I really liked muggle music, something about it was very relaxing well some of it at least. My mother hated it which im not sure why. My father is a muggle but she decided to leave him and take my brother and I with her. I havent seen him since i was two but i don't mind, he wasnt a very good person.

After packing most of my clothes i realise i needed a drink. I grab my wand before walking to the kitchen. "lumos" i whisper as i walk down the dark hallway. My wand creating a small light just enough for me to see, I get a glass of water and sit down at the table that is placed infront of a large open window. I look out of the window with my wand in one hand and my water in the other. I hear someone walking down the hallway, the floor boards creaking loudly. I set my water down, i stand up expecting danger. Walking into the light i see Anthony, his dark brown hair and hazel eyes. "C what the hell are you doing awake, its 3 am?" he asks

"I just couldnt sleep, why are you awake thought you and my brother were spooning in his bed" i say to him with a bit of a giggle. He looks at me with a conserned look but he laughs a little and sits down. "Oh C you've always been a weird one" he says with a bit of concern. We sit and talk for about 20 minutes untl a yawn escapes my mouth. "Im gonna head to bed Stephens, ill see you in the morning" i say to him. As i go to walk away he grabs my wrist and pulls me into a hug. Butterflies filled my stomach, i was kinda speachless. I didnt know what to say and i didnt know how to feel. "Stephens what the hell are you doing" i say to him. "Im gonna miss you C, you're moving to London and im not gonna see you again till next summer" he says with a sad raspy voice. I pull myself away with a concerned look on my face. He looks down at me with his eyes looking into mine. I break the eye contact and walk back to my bedroom. I turn around to shut my door and see him stnding in the kitchen, his head looking down at his feet, i go to shut my door as he looks up. I give him a soft smile before closing the door fully and the last thing i see of him for the night is him looking at me with a  blank tired expression.

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