Destiny (A Hogwarts love story)

The wand was pointed directly at my chest. This was it, I was about to die. I never thought about what death would be like. A quick flash before your eyes? No pain, nothing afterwards? Or would god or someone be waiting at the other end for me?
I closed my eyes tightly waiting for her to say those words, the words that would end my life forever. I never got the chance to tell him how much he meaned to me. I never got to say good-bye to my Mum. Not even to my friends....

The beginning of the year

".. Hurry up! Oh dear! We'll miss the train!" my mother said as I ran towards the brick wall at kings cross. I emerged through the other side of the wall into platform nine and three quarters.

"See, the trains still there mum! I'll see you next summer okay? We're going to the Weasley's for Christmas. Molly has invited you for Christmas dinner, don't forget! Bye, love you!" I said giving my mother a good-bye hug. She gripped onto me tightly before releasing me. I gathered my bags and slung it around my neck before walking onto the train. As usual it was crowded in the halls, they were all gathered in small groups laughing and hugging eachother. O squeezed past them and found an empty compartment to myself.

"Chelsea!" Hermione said at the door running and giving me a big hug. I laughed and gave her a hig back. She was followed by Ron and Harry who I both gave a hug too also.

"Oh, Harry! I was so angry when you told me that they tried to expel you!" I fumed when we had all settled down. Harry sighed and slouched in his chair.

"Ya... Well, fudge would try to find any reason to expel me," he moaned. He picked up a newspaper and began to read the from cover. Hermione gave me a 'Ignore him' look.

"So... Did anyone have a good summer?" I asked amused by their expressions. They obviously haven't. Ron complained about all the cleaning they had to do. They all stayed at Grimmauld place, Sirius's house, and were made to clean up by Ms. Weasley. I of coarse wasn't aloud to go, mum wanted to say good bye to me. She was nervous... With Voldemort back, I say everybody was. All summer she's been edgy, jumping at the slightest movement.

"What about yours, Chelsea?" hermione asked once Ron was done with his complaining. Harry had gone into sleep and was lightly snoring as the day began to fall into darkness.

"It was okay... Mums really nervous. She didn't really want me to come back this year..." I sighed. "I didn't want to blame Harry, but mum says because of him I might not get a full education with the amount of trouble he's caused. We had a big fight and she eventually let me come back."

"Don't worry... She'll come around. I mean, it's not harry's fault. He didnt ask for this to happen, did he?" Ron said half heartedly. I nodded in agreement. But what could you expect anymore? The darkest wizard of all time is on the loose and the ministry won't even believe him or Dumbledore!

"Well, he's sort of been snappy with us lately. Remember when I mailed you telling you that Dumbledore won't let us say anything to him? He's been giving out to us about that," Hermione complained opening a book.

"Mm... But it must be stressful. I feel sorry for him," I replied gazing out the streaks of rain crawling down the window. What a worry full life he must have, anyone would feel sorry for him.

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