Post by Jodi Peterson on Sept 6, 2007 3:54:41 GMT -5
This feeling was so unusual to Jodi. It had never been a feeling of a 'normal' family, but now it was weirder. For Jodi, to have a brother, just seemed so unreal to her. She knew that her father went away for long periods of time, but she never knew that her father had cheated on her mother.
Thinking back to Jodi's early childhood, she could remember hearing fights coming from downstairs. She remembered her father coming home late at night, slamming doors and carrying on like a drunkard.
Despite this, Jodi had never stopped admiring her father. He was a great Muggle. He had integrated himself into a world of magic. Instead of training normals birds, as he did in a zoo before he met Jodi's mother, he trained owls. Already being very intelligent, it wasn't hard for her father to make the switch.
And for Jodi's father to cheat with her mothers best friend. That was unthinkable. No wonder Jodi remembered her mother having screaming matches with her head stuck into the fire. She was probably talking to Jeffery's mother. Jeffery.
Jeffery. How should Jodi react to him? He had done nothing wrong. He had never done anything to hurt her at all. He never meant to break apart her family. Jodi knew little of him. She knew that he bore her fathers name. She knew that only a week ago he had joined the school, and had been sorted as a Slytherin.
Jodi understood one thing about Jeffery. She understood what it felt like to grow up without a father. Without their father. It felt so weird to think. That her father had made another woman pregnant. But then again, she father had never been a smart one. He was always very unthoughtful and withdrawn. Jeffery had picked up his fathers characteristics., without even knowing it.
Jodi walked down toward the lake, and sat on the waters edge. It was almost noon, and would soon have to walk back up to the castle, and back to class. She probably should have been eating lunch about now. But for Jodi, she had more important things to do. She had to spend time getting over this...this... what was this feeling? What is shock? Was it anger? Maybe it was both.
Jodi plucked a hair-tie out of her bra, and tied her hair up, stopping it from blowing in her face. She stood up, brushing dirt from her pink skirt, and sat back down, tucking it underneath her. Looking out toward the water, she took a deep breath and sighed. She wasn't an only child anymore.
Thinking back to Jodi's early childhood, she could remember hearing fights coming from downstairs. She remembered her father coming home late at night, slamming doors and carrying on like a drunkard.
Despite this, Jodi had never stopped admiring her father. He was a great Muggle. He had integrated himself into a world of magic. Instead of training normals birds, as he did in a zoo before he met Jodi's mother, he trained owls. Already being very intelligent, it wasn't hard for her father to make the switch.
And for Jodi's father to cheat with her mothers best friend. That was unthinkable. No wonder Jodi remembered her mother having screaming matches with her head stuck into the fire. She was probably talking to Jeffery's mother. Jeffery.
Jeffery. How should Jodi react to him? He had done nothing wrong. He had never done anything to hurt her at all. He never meant to break apart her family. Jodi knew little of him. She knew that he bore her fathers name. She knew that only a week ago he had joined the school, and had been sorted as a Slytherin.
Jodi understood one thing about Jeffery. She understood what it felt like to grow up without a father. Without their father. It felt so weird to think. That her father had made another woman pregnant. But then again, she father had never been a smart one. He was always very unthoughtful and withdrawn. Jeffery had picked up his fathers characteristics., without even knowing it.
Jodi walked down toward the lake, and sat on the waters edge. It was almost noon, and would soon have to walk back up to the castle, and back to class. She probably should have been eating lunch about now. But for Jodi, she had more important things to do. She had to spend time getting over this...this... what was this feeling? What is shock? Was it anger? Maybe it was both.
Jodi plucked a hair-tie out of her bra, and tied her hair up, stopping it from blowing in her face. She stood up, brushing dirt from her pink skirt, and sat back down, tucking it underneath her. Looking out toward the water, she took a deep breath and sighed. She wasn't an only child anymore.
