Book 2: Flashback ˏˋ°•* ⁀➷ Chapter 6: Hot Chocolate mixed with Confusion

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August, 14 ‘Inka, you have to get ready’ Luna signed to me, her pale hands moving rapidly. My eyes broke off from the window for just a moment. ‘Soon,’ I singed back, ‘just let me-‘ I broke off remembering my parents. They were in Australia now, for all I know but, no matter how horrible they treated me in the past I still… missed them. It was like all my toughness had gone away from me. ‘Hey,’ Luna signed softly, placing a hand on my shoulders, ‘it’s ok.’ I stared at her; this wasn’t the first time Luna sensed I was feeling down even if I didn’t say anything. ‘Luna,’ I signed slowly to empathize my feelings, ‘do you… miss your mother sometimes?’ ‘Yes,’ Luna bit her lip, ‘all the time. But that doesn’t mean it stops me from continuing with my life. And besides, it’s not like I’ll never see her again.’ I smiled softly, I was used to Luna and her father’s extraordinary beliefs, so this wasn’t a surprise to me. We glanced out of Luna’s bedroom window for a while, watching the Weasleys preparing for Bill and Fleur’s wedding. Maybe, just maybe, this day wouldn’t be that bad at all. December, 11 I ran towards Isla at full speed. Faster than a cheetah, and even faster than a car. My brown wavy hair flying behind my head. I ignored my sisters’ attempts to catch up with me, what was even the point in listening to them when I couldn’t even hear a loud bang? Then the thought struck my mind; Even after a few weeks, no one knew I was deaf. I tried communicating that I was by talking but whenever I tried that the words came out wrong and everyone would just raise their eyebrows. If I couldn’t communicate my deafness with my sisters who were all witches, who knew magic. How was I supposed to communicate to my ten-year-old muggle cousin? I skidded to a halt. What would Isla think when I wouldn’t say anything to her? Would she think I was being snobby? Would she think I was trying to show off that I went to a cool boarding school while she still had to go to the boring public ones? Soon enough, my sisters caught up with me. Gasping out of breath they turned to me. Jackie’s mouth moving to probably ask me to be polite and at least say ‘hi’ to Isla. But I couldn’t, nobody was understanding the situation I was being in. I couldn’t say ‘hi’ it would turn out to be a different word like ‘bye’ no matter how hard I tried the right words never seemed to escape my tongue. I looked up at Isla. Despite being a year younger, she was taller than me, by at least half a foot. I saw Iris and Bella’s mouths moving too but I ignored them. I had too, there was no choice. Come on Inka, I urged myself, ignore them. Show them that you can’t hear and get inside of the car. I did what I told myself, I slipped past Isla and my sisters and headed towards our red Honda. It’s steel frozen from the cold. I slid into the backseat. My other cousin: Hugo had occupied the front seat. The seat next filled in with my father who had a face of grudge. Isla, Iris, Jackie, and Bella followed right behind me. Slamming the car door. During the ride back home, Isla’s chocolate brown eyes studied mine, her face full of worry. I looked away. I couldn’t stand Isla thinking I was rude, especially after spending years apart. Someday, I thought, they will understand. The car came to a halt in front of our brick house. The roof covered in snow. The car doors slammed opened, coldness biting my skin. I stepped out of the car and darted towards the home. The quicker I got there, the quickerI wouldn’t face the prying eyes of my family. I reached our house before anyone else did and stepped into a familiar smell: Hot chocolate. All I wanted to head into my room and pretend this was never happening, but my worst weakness was hot chocolate. I tried to resist it, but it was too late. I soon found myself sipping a mug of the hot drink. Oh well, it was worth it.