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June 3 of 1972
Hemlock Neith Argent
School has ended, I'm at home but I still couldn't believe the things that happened and just about to happen. We're about to head to war, a war that'll either change for the better or for the worst.
"No, books or weapons for the entire week." Papa reminded me as he sets the may luggage and Gail's cage on a table. "Pack comfy and working clothes, you're staying with Nana Eltha for the first week of your punishment."
"I thought I was grounded?" I asked and looked out of the window, saw some pick up trucks that parked by the drive way.
"You thought that you're just grounded. You're helping at the farm. Chores and whatnot." He said and sat on my bed and patted beside the space, motioning me to seat there.
"Is this about Dumbledore's request?" I asked, sitting next to him and hugged his side.
"He is right, Fluer, and the rest are willing to lay their lives for the greater good." He said and kissed my forehead.
"Why do I have to hide then?" I asked, rose my head and looked at him in the eye. "I can fight, I can protect others especially how talented I am with magic." He just smiled shuffled my hair creating a mess.
"Hey!" I laughed and tried to swat his hands away. "Ashly tried her best to give me a hair style!" I said and pushed him unto my bed.
"Aaahhh!" He yelled as I began to tickle his weak spots. "Oh, I'm going to get you!" He yelled and tried to tickle me back but I was too fast and dash out of the room.
"You can't catch me!" I yelled and took a flight down the stairs (not literally).
"Wait!" He yelled and heard that he gave a big huff.
"Come on oldman!" I taunted and was about to run outside when the doorbell rang. I opened the door already knowing who it was. There stood Marc John Lafayette, Ashly's biological dad since her parents got divorced and her Mom remarried.
"Is your Pops home?" He asked and eyed me warily.
"Yeah, give the oldman a minute." I said it out loud so that Papa could hear me.
"I'm not old!" He whined and walked down the stairs and feigned nursing an aching back. "You up for this?" He gave Marc a handshake and let him come in.
"Tea anyone?" I asked as the two started on engaging war strategies.
"Chamomile tea if you will." Marc said and the two went up stairs probably to Papa's study.
I went to the kitchen and readied the tea and some peppermint biscuits. Just a few moments later, many people started appearing by the door, recruits coming from other places. I took out the trolley and placed numerous cups and snacks on it before leaving the kitchen.
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