Why did I have to go back to that horrible place? I am very happy where I am, thank you very much.
I replayed the conversation in my head. Maybe I gave in too easily.
'Why do I have to go?' I complained.
'Why can't you go?' Jessica, my manager, snapped at me.
'You know damn well I hate THAT place,' I snarled. 'Besides HERE is safer than THERE'
Jessica was about to retort when my aunt entered the room.
'Ginny, darling think about it. Things aren't as they used to be. Times have changed. Your mother is right. We need to stick together now. Everything's over. We won.'
That won't make the memories fade. It wouldn't bring people back from the dead.
I hadn't seen my family in years. Mum and Dad yes. My brothers? It's been 5 years since I saw most them. I had changed a lot. How was George coping? And Bill? Ron? Was Percy still ignoring us?
And that place.
It held too many bad memories. I don't remember having any good ones except a few, but even they've been tarnished over the years. I had no desire to step back into that dark castle, I'm perfectly happy with where I am now. I'm rich, famous, drop dead gorgeous, I have my own place and amazing friends. Why on earth would I want to go back to some gothic castle that reminds of my mistakes and dead people? I had strayed away from the world of magic as much as I possibly could without leaving it. Was that hint not big enough?
Returning my focus back on to the antique mirror, I adjusted my outfit and put on my Jimmy Choos. Tomorrow would be my last concert before going back to England.
Time to break a leg.
'How much of water do you freaking drink? This is the sixth glass in a row.'
I shrugged , ' I'm tired. I just performed. Get me another glass will you?'
Jessica snatched the glass to get me another glass full of water. She moved around her spacious kitchen fast. I watched her move around with grace, Jess never used magic in the kitchen, she liked to 'just work' in the kitchen. It calms her down apparently, don't ask me how.
'Here!' She said half slamming the glass down in front of me.
'What's gotten you so grumpy?' I asked once she had sat down.
'It's four in the morning Ginny, and here I am pouring you glass after glass. I told you not to do it. I told you it would suck too much out of you! Look at you! It's like you discovered water for the first time! This isn't good.'
'Jess shut up. I'm fine. Everyone needs to refill once in awhile.'
I took a sip of the water and put the glass back down.
'Eww! This is hot.'
Jess glared at me. 'If I give you anymore cool water, you're going to end up in the 's '
Rolling my eyes at her I lifted the glass to lips again, this time when the water touched my lips it turned ice cold.