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'It's impossible mom, it doesn't fit!' I said and looked at my mum referring to the emerald shoulder dress I was wearing. I had started to chew on my hair; it's a habit a do every time I get nervous. My mum Sarah, in particularly didn't like it and was staring to get angry with me as we stood in my room. My oldest sister Anna was getting married today, and I was supposed to be one of the bride's maid in this dress, however something must have happened since I last tried it on because I couldn't get it on.

'Don't worry about it, your aunt Jill is a very talented witch. Don't chew on your hair please Becky!' She said as I plucked out the long light brown straw in my mouth angrily.
'Happy?'
'It's your sister's wedding day. Try to act a bit nice, won't you?'
'Well, I just discovered I'm fat so I think that qualifies for being in a bad mood.' I said determined

My mum stared at me and started to laugh. My mum! I stood there in with a wide open mouth. This was the woman who had given birth to me, the woman who had helped raised me and she was laughing at my misery? This was so not funny.
'Mum, can you please stop laughing. So I like candy and perhaps eat a bit more than I should. STILL not nice to me to laugh that I've gotten fat'

Then my mum did the oddest thing , she hugged me. This is so confusing, I'm fat and my mum laughs at me and then hugs me? Seriously, I need to get a new family. I can see the article in The Daily Prophet. '16 year old girl left in abandonment and looking for a family'.
'Honey, you 're not getting fat. You're getting curves' Oh…that is a whole different thing.
'Well, you could just have said that in the start mum'
'Oh, I promise you that it was much more fun this way. Well, hurry of to your aunt; she's probably in the garden.

My mum left in a hurry, mumbling something about the flower arrangements.

As usually my mum freaked out every time something happened and she freaked out about every little detail.

My room was tiny, with a bed, wardrobe, desk and a bookshelf covered with books. I don't think it ever would be possible for me to live without them. It's just the idea of letting yourself go into another place, another world that I love. You may say that I'm living…but how can I live when my mind is anywhere but my life? Absolute favorite authors of mine are Shakespeare and Dickens. I just live for those books. They are both muggle books and just can't get enough of them.

Suddenly realizing I needed to find my aunt Jill and I walked out of the room and down the staircase. Everyone was working up until the grand wedding. My sister had decided to have it in the garden which I personally think was a great choice. As I went into the kitchen, where people were standing now preparing the food for the grand feast and there were trays of beverages being prepared.

When I stepped out to the garden through the kitchen door I couldn't be anything more then amazed of how good it looked even though it was a completely mess right now with people walking around waving their wands, placing the benches and decorating with white roses. I never seen the garden look this beautiful and right in the middle of it I saw Jill.

As I walked to her I heard someone calling my name and I looked back, it was my sister Anna screaming from the window.
'BECKY THOMPSON, what has happened tot your dress?!' Of course, the only person in the wedding freaking out more than mum was the bride.
'Anna, calm down. Okay? It doesn't fit but it's getting fitted'
'You have gotten fat?' She asked me. I tried all my power not to run up and smack her but then I remembered that she was the sister I actually liked.
'NO. I'm getting curves, god damn it'!' She decided it was time to keep quiet since something else leaving me to finally get help from my aunt. She saw me come up and hugged me.

'Becky!' 'Now…what has happened to your dress?'
'It doesn't fit, can you help me?'
'Of course.' She said. 'Now which spell...ah I know' she said and waved her wand as she mutterd the words 'perficio opportunus'. I felt how the dress suddenly felt lighter on my skin and I could actually breath in it.
'Thank thank thank you!' My aunt then put her hand over her mouth. Was something wrong? I looked and turned around in my dress put I couldn't see a single thing that was out of order.
'What is it?'
'You look like a woman, you're so beautiful'. My aunt wasn't the only one who seemed to have notice that since everywhere I walked people said how grown up I looked and I've to say…I enjoyed it even though when I looked at all my cousins and sisters' I felt as though I could never ever compete with them.

Soon the guests started to pour in and I and my other older sister Alva had the very lovely assignment to stand and give a fake smile to everyone who got in. We stood around a cup, which had been turned into a port key as we waited for the next guests to arrive.
'I've no feeling left in my cheeks anymore' I said to Alva and she laughed. Not the kind of dorky laughter I had but a very light, soft and feminine laughter.

Today we both had been in a good mood and none of us had started to fight which we usually do after about one minute with each other. It's not that I don't love my sister…it's just that I don't like her and we're the complete opposite. She has blond hair that will get any guy and brown eyes. She had got her looks from our dad and was the only one of us three that had. Both I and Anna had dark hair like our mum although Anna had the same eye color as my mum, green and I had hazel color.

Alva is two year older than me and have just gone out from Beaxbeautons. I don't know why she had decided to go there since everyone in our family had gone to Hogwarts but she had now developed a French accent which made her EVEN more attractive to guys who already was drooling over her. Yes, she is the kind of girl that can get any guy she likes, social butterfly and amazing grades. See what I mean with opposite of me? I'm the bookworm that most people don't notice, especially not guys and even though I study as hard as I possible can I never get the top marks.
''ave you seen the guys 'ere? 'ello hotties!' She said and I laughed, it was such an Alva thing to say.

There was a flash of light, and a dozen people had arrived. None of which whom I've meet before but I welcomed them to our house together with Alva. Anna was marrying Alexander Westfield, a nice bloke who owned a store at Diagon Alley. They were really perfect for each other, because Anna was like mum going all over protective and there chemistry was just so honest and Alexander was one of the nicest people on the planet. Alva and I moved to the next port key, which was a hat. I didn't notice that the hat was shining brightly and a few more guests arrived.

First, it was my grandma and grandpa of the people, some of Anna's friend and some from Alexanders' family, Mrs and Mr Potter with their son James that was in the same year and house as me at Hogwarts. He was Alexander's cousin and with him was the famous marauders was here. The marauders consisted of James Potter who was tall, handsome guy with jet black that always looked wild and was his thing he valued the most. In lines with his Qudditch broom and Lily Potter (the girl he stalked and was obsessed about) of course. He greated me with a fast hug. Then there was Peter Pettigrew, whose appearance couldn't be described in other words than mousy and also was the shortest of the guys. He was the follower of the guys, he greeted me with a awkward handshake.
'REMUS!' I uttered as I saw who was next and ran to his embrace. We had been friends since second year when we had starting talking to each other after looking at each other for one year when we were the only ones left in the library. He has light brown hair and was the kindest person I've ever met. He smiled at me, which only emphasised the scars in his face which by now I was used to seeing.
'I've missed you!'
'I've missed you to Becky' I looked from the corner of my eye.

The next person should be Sirius Black and suddenly all I could think about was how he would greet me, a handshake? A hello? A hug? As I looked at the spot where the guys had seen him it was empty. I turned around to ask Remus where he was and saw him holding Alva's hand and kissing it. He was the most handsome and sexy guy I ever will meet.

He was known for his hearbreaks ways at Hogwarts, not being able to hold on to a girlfriend for more than one week and then dumping then. There always was a group of pathetique girls' following his every move, hoping to be the next thing for the week. To my horror, Alva giggled and put on her brightest smile.
''Pleasure meeting you…?'
'Oh, Alva' Alva said and giggled more. 'Can I escort you to your seat?' She asked
'Most definitely' He said and they walked away together
'I'm Becky by the way' I said quietly. I actually felt a bit disappointed, not because I would think he actually would ever notice me but because here I am, in what people say the most grown up I've ever looked and he doesn't even look, or rather notice I'm there. Not that I would want that. OKAY, so kill me. I've a crush on Sirius Black. Just the biggest heartbreaker at Hogwarts. But whatever, I mean it's not like he will ever look at me, or know who I'm. This is just a great example. Me, that is in the same house as him and grade at Hogwarts for six years and he doesn't notice me but then my sister who he has never seen he notice straight. I would absolutely kill to be Alva. She's social, noticed and amazing and oh, yeah she's with Sirius Black at this moment. And IF it should ever happen that Sirius would actually know of my existence it would be totally wrong because we're the opposite of each otherr. AND I mean opposite like jing and yang. But jing and yang work well together…damn. There is now way we could possible fit together. But how come then that all I can think about when he's near how much I want to feel his lips against mine, see him looking into my eyes, whisper something in my hear, and make me laugh. AND so I'm back again to hopeless romantic daydreaming that will never happen. I really do read too much romantic novels.

The ceremony was beautiful, it really was. I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of Anna who had found someone who she could see herself spending the rest of her life with and making such a big commitment. The thought, to be honest scared me. Even though I read hundreds of book where the characters end up living happily ever after I know that is rarely the case. That's one of the reason I read because in there I can be drawn into a world where that it is possible for me to live happily ever after. As I was sitting at the table with Remus, James, Peter and my friend Erin Roberts. Helena had green eyes and brown hair that went to her shoulders. Sirius was sitting at the table beside us with his army of girls, Alva being one of them. All of the girls laughed at every word Sirius said and desperately tried to make him get the attention of them.
'Merlin…they are so pathetique. I mean what can they possible see in him?' Erin said. Well, there is always the way he takes to girl as they are the only one, or his eyes that seem too look through your or perhaps his laughter that was like the voice of a angel.
'You got me' I said and looked down at the food I was eating. The music had now started to play and all the girls was literally screaming over Sirius. At my table, James had gotten in quite a few honeyduke's butterbeers and was starting to get red. Erin, was moving around in her seat, obviously waiting for someone to ask to dance. Peter was looking nervous by some reason. Remus and I were quiet.
'Do you want to dance Erin?' Peter asked her. So this was what he was nervous about. How cute!
'Sure' she said and they went out on the dance floor.
'So do you wanna dance Becky?' Remus asked me.
'Remus… mate you can't leave me here all alone." James said
'You certainly don't look so lonely to me with all those beerbottles' Remus said
"Sorry Remus, but you know how much I hate dancing" It's a known fact for people who know me that I'm the worst dancer ever to walk on this planet. Everytime I try I break my partner's foot, or crash right into someone else. Mind you, these aren't the worst things that have happened to me while dancing.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that…"

As the night arrived the chilly wind did too so I went inside the house to get a cardigan as I passed through the dance floor I noticed that Sirius wasn't there or my sister. Erin and Peter were still dancing, although I've to say that Mary didn't look too thrilled to have Peter as a dance partner. James was in the corner singing drunkenly with Hagrid. The sound that came out I'm going have to erase out of my mind forever.
I walked into my house and went into my room looking for my white sweater. After finally founding under my bed, where I also had found a old potions book from my second year at Hogwarts. Walking out of my room I heard a giggling sound from Alva's room. Since I've always been a very nosy person (it comes along with having two older sisters' that seem to know everything when I don't) I took a couple steps forward from my door, where Alva's room is visible. If the door was open I was going to be able to see what was happening. Stupidly she had forgot to close her door and I could see her sitting on her bed making with some guy. One of her hand went through his hair and that when I saw the person who my sister was now was sitting on the bed with. Sirius Black. I watched them, frozen where I stood. I had no idea what to think. I wasn't mad at my sister, because how would she possibly know that she was with the guy I had fallen head over heals for? And Sirius, well first of all he was Sirius so this was not unexpected plus he didn't even know I existed. But why did feel the urge to cry as though it was otherwise?
Instead I took a deep breath, pushing all my emotions away and walked down the stairs to the party. As I sat down Remus watched me curiously.
"Are you all right Becky?"
"Yeah I'm fine' But I'm really not. I'm totally messed up. I'm falling for a guy that doesn't know of my existent.

Pardon my English since it isn't my mother tongue.