Daughter of Dramione

Troublesome Ravens

Home at last, I sighed with relief as I plopped onto my bed. Then it struck me I had to feed my pets! Their was Georgie the mini dragon, Kiwi the guinea pig, Fireblaster the hamster, and Seedling my octopus. I found a big hunk of pig meat and threw at Georgie, he almost choked trying to swallow it whole. Dragon fruit was Fireblaster's favorite, I personally thought because he thought he was eating a dragon. Of course I gave Kiwi her kiwi fruit, because that's why I named her. As I gave Seedling her fish, I waited for my dad to come home from his Death Eater meetings that he was forced to go to by my grandfather, Lucius Malfoy. My mom was out shopping for wizard snacks and meals in London, Ugh we live so far away from the market you would think we live in South America (We lived in Spain). She wouldn't be home until midnight at the latest. Something papery hit my foot, I looked down and found that the wizard mail was here. There was a letter addressed to me, no return address. It said,

                                                           | Dear Jacelynn,                                                     |
                                                           |     Please report to the Ministry of Magic Door 5.     |
                                                           |     Before noon, on Saturday May 30.                     |
                                                           |                     Sincerely, Mr. Ron Weasley               |

I was in shock, what did I do, what would my parents say! 'Stop your worrying Slytherins don't worry' I scolded myself. Slytherins also don't scold themselves or others. I had made myself think I was a Slytherin and not Ravenclaw for around the house. The doorbell rang. I opened the door just a crack and peeped through it on my tippy toes so that no one would know I'm home alone. It was Scott, William, and Kevin. I tried to speak clearly impersonating my mom's voice as best as I could, "Jacelynn is sick, no vistors." After one look of their faces turning from smiles to frowns, I shut the door softly. Let's just hope that worked.. I quickly made myself look sick with my wand and some extra tools from the kitchen. I peeked out the window, and  saw them ring the doorbell again. I answered the door as myself, with the door wide open, and I was wearing a bathrobe and bunny slippers. I made a face slightly because I was 'sick'. "What are you guys doing here.." I coughed. They pushed past the door with happy smiles on their faces. I backed away and tripped on my bathrobe. They picked me up and threw me outside my house, shutting and locking the door behind them. I was locked out.