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Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland
Teddy came through the door in a rush, his letter gripped in his hand.
"I got it! I got it!" he said, doing a jump in the air.
Harry and Ginny were at the breakfast table with Gran, and in seconds their faces split into giant grins. James let out a roar of approval. Lily, covered in jam, giggled and clapped from her high chair, thoroughly amused by all the sounds coming from her brother.
"He got what?" Al asked.
"His Hogwarts letter!"
Al quietly smiled. Even at three he knew it was something good.
"I'm so proud of you, Teddy," said Gran, dabbing at her eyes with a napkin.
"Me too," said Harry, giving Teddy a warm smile.
Teddy suddenly felt his smile begin to fade. His hand went to the back of his head as he looked at the ground.
"What is it?" asked Ginny.
"I just... I wish my mum and dad could be here, you know?"
"They are," said Gran giving a gesture around them.
"Yeah, you kn
You belong with me - Chap. 24"A ball?" Sam exclaimed, watching incredulously the Announcements board. Bree, standing next to her, nodded hapil, while Lily, who was still a bit sleepy, moved her friend aside and stood in front of the board, practically yelling:More Like This
"What?" But no, Sam hadn't read it wrong: in a ornated green caligraphy, it was announced that on Hallowe'en, instead of the traditional feast, they would be having a ball for the older students (The students who were less than fourteen read the sing- would have their party at the Common Rooms). But that wasn't the worst part. It was a costume party. Lily stared with hatred at the elegant card with golden rims.
"Has Dumbledore gona mental?" Asked Samantha, her eyes still fixed to the board. The redhead started ranting and raving about the Headmaster, dragging herself half-heartedly to one of the armchairs:
"Merlin, what was the need! There's been years since they last held a ball at Hogwarts. And as if it wasn't enough, instead of having
You belong with me- Chap. 21 The girl looked down and couldn't help shuddering: she didn't like heights. That was exactly the reason she had chosen the Astronomy Tower; she knew that none of her friends would look for her there. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate their support and company, but she didn't want to talk about her father. It hurt too much, knowing that she was going to lose him and being unable of doing anything to help him. She closed her eyes, placing her cheek on the cold stone and letting out a lonely sob. She didn't know for how long she had been there, she had lost all sense of tiem; maybe an hour, two, three. Who cared? She carried on unperturbed when she heard the steps, and the door opening; she was too absorbed in her thoughts to let those noises seep through her consciousness. After a while the steps started again, but walking towards her, and this time the girl did notice them, though she didn't show any sign of doing so. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure standinMore Like This
You belong with me-Chap. 3flahbackMore Like This
The rain poured furiously outside, rhythmically tapping against the Common Room's window. The room was empty, except for three lonely second year Gryffindors. Peter snoozed on the armchair, while Sirius, who was a great drawer, sketched absent-mindedly a landscape on the table, sitting on the floor. James, bored, leafed through an empty diary somebody had left behind. Concern could be read on their faces. They couldn't stop thinking that, once again, Remus was away from school. There had been almost a week since this, and every night the boys waited awake till late in the Common Room, in case their friend came back.
Sirius threw the quill aside and leaned back on the nearest couch's foot, folding his arms and sighing, with a lost gaze.
"I think we're gonna have to get serious with Remus. Ask him for an explanation. Something's wrong with him; he can't disappear for one week every month! And I don't want him to come up with his sick mum's story, if there's somebody w
You belong with me - Chap. 2 A boy with black messy hair read a page of his complicated book again and again, frustrated. He took off his square glasses and rubbed his eyes, lying back on the chair. Being thirteen years old, he had a thin but muscular body, a result of the long Quidditch training hours. He was a very good-looking boy, though a little bit arrogant and spoilt, but a really good person, and really loyal to his friends. When he finally removed his hands from his face, a couple of deep but not too dark rings became visible under his eyes. He put his glasses back on, snapped the book shut and threw it to the bed. He messed up his hair with his hand and sighed again, gazing absent-mindedly outside at the garden which could be seen through the open window. He was really worried about Remus. Full moon was close again and knew that his friend was suffering a lot. Besides, they weren't making any progress. He was starting to believe they wouldn't make it, but immediately put that idea away. They were thMore Like This