Against it All (A HP Group Story)
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Sylvia Creek MacMullan
I threw my favorite clothes in the bag along with all of the money in my bank, and some of Marble's food... there was no way I was leaving her behind! Then I fastened the straps on my bag and crept in to the kitchen.
Once I passed through the doorway, I immediately straightened up and pretended I hadn't been sneaking: my mom was sitting at the table with a magazine. I walked over to her and gave her an enormous hug. She laughed and, after giving me a quick kiss on the top of my head, walked out of the kitchen. I collected the food I needed and brought it back to my bedroom. After packing it away along with a photo of my parents, I laced up the green and silver boots I had worn on the day I met the other three. I figured my purple high-tops, considering the enormous hole in the side, wouldn't be the best shoes for the occasion. I also dug out a dark grey cloak I had been sent for my birthday from my aunt.
Glancing around the room, I picked up the broom my dad had gotten me for my birthday two years before. I didn't fly much at all, so I had never gotten a newer broom and I had never improved my skills much. However, I had at least worked out a way for Marble to stay on my shoulder while I flew, so after securing the bag around my arm I pushed off and wobbled away into the warm sky.