CHAPTER 1: "Call me when your Sober"
"Meer your letter is here" Meer Campbell troted into the living room her hair tied up with copsticks she flashed her grandmother her bright smile "Thankyou Grandmama" Meer Squeled and took the letter from her grandmother. "Oh, and by the way dear would you like to spend the last few days before school with the Weasley's?" her grandmother asked "not at T'all Grandmama" Meer cheered scrambling upstairs to her room "I'LL PACKUP NOW"she called downstairs at her now chuckling grandmother. Meer turned on her CD's player and turned the volume up and began singing to the song that started playing first.
Call me when you sober
"Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind. "
She packed as many things as she thought she needed and then rushed to get her other truck and then packed books and sketch pads aswell as other artistic things in thats one. she carried them to the side of her front door.
"Should I let you fall?
Lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves .
And I'm sick of the lie,
And you're too late.
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind."
"oh that reminds me. ive gotta get my pitions ready for whatever two certain weasleys have planed for me" Meer said to herself letting out her third squel of the day and boounced all the way to her drawer. as she stuff bottles and jars into a backpack she kept singing.
"Couldn't take the blame.
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you're jaded.
You can't play the victim this time,
And you're too late.
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind."
Meer spun around the room all the way to her wardrobe pulling out clouth thats she would wear tomorrow and neatly set them on her deck chair. then she headed to the shower and kept on with her singing while downstairs her Grandmother and father were both staring at a letter an owl had just sent them.
"You never call me when you're sober."
"what dose this mean?" Meer's grandmother asked a bit worried as she looked up at her husband who shared the same expression both stayed silent for 2 or 3 very long minutes "What dose it mean?!" she repeated agin a bit louder knowing that he didnt know but asking anyway in hopes for in an anwser. Meer's grandfather remained silent and the took a deep breath looking up at his wife "it means...." he swallowed down hard "it means Harry Potter is coming to Hogwarts.." he said
"You only want it cause it's over,
It's over."
Meer danced out of her bathroom in her PJ's her hair soaked she picked up her wand from her computer desk and pointed it to herself "Ascuttio" she mumbled a warm wind wraped around her and her was fully dry. she took a deep breath and sang louder as she closed her eyes.
"How could I have burned paradise?"
she began to feel as if she was floating. Meer let her wand slip from her hand and drop to the floor. what she didnt know was she really was floating. Meer waves her arms slowly around her swaying to the music that turned slow.
"How could I - you were never mine."
Meer placed her arms on the top of her head and then swung her right arm to the side with much force she didnt notice that the pillow on her bed lifted up and hit the wall and her covers turn fully to the other side of the bed which was against the wall.
"So don't cry to me."
Meer then swung her left arm with the same force and her computer chair went topse-turvy aswell as three potions that crashed and shattered to teh floor.
CRASH!
as they mixed they burned a hole in the floor. Meer's Grnadparents didnt seem to notice neither did Meer
"If you loved me,
You would be here with me. "
Meer swung both her arms back up forcing drawer open and clothing flying out and all over the floor and some pictures off the walls falling over with an even louder crash that still didnt stirr either the Grandparents of Meer who was still in the air.
"Don't lie to me
Just get your things."
Meer lifted her arms so she'd be reaching the roof the tips of her fingers slightly graced the ceiling, her two trunks rolled up and then hit the floor. she smiled and slowly let her arms fall to her sides and giggled
"I've made up your mind."
Meer sighed as she finished and finally opened her eyes. "wait a minute...." she said noticing she was eye level with the top of her door then Meer looked down and saw she was floating "AHH!!" she screamed and she droped to the floor with a THUMP! loud she thought she'd fall through the floor this startled her grandparent and they ran up to her room. "Meer are you alright" her grandfather asked "yes..yes im fine i need more control over that mind magic" Meer mumbled and then looked at the damage of her room. "oh dear" Meer grandmother gasped looking around Meer spoted the letter in her grandfather's hand "is that another letter from the school?" Meer asked both of them looked at the letter and then at Meer "oh it's nothing to worry about dear! i think you should get your room all fixed up.....theres a hole in the floor..." her grandfather said hiding the note. but Meer did catch a name'Harry Potter?' she thought but shook it off as she had to cast spells to fix her room and then went strait to bed
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