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EVA
Eva laid on her stomach, looking out the window. Tomorrow morning, she would be leaving for her new year at Hogwarts school. It had only been a few years since Harry Potter finished up, and he left a huge impact on the school. It actually had became better since he left. Sighing, Eva turned over and pushed herself out of bed. It was close to seven that night, and she wondered downstairs where she found her parents sitting in the living room, watching the news. "Mum, dad, I'm going to bed. Don't forget I leave in the morning." She said, after their good-nights she went back upstairs. It was early, but she wasn't exactly a "night owl". After pulling her wet hair up in a tight bun, so it would be scrunchy when she woke up, she curled under the blankets. She picked up the book she purchased last year and read the sixth chapter. Once done, she took off her reading glasses and placed them on top of the book. She then switched off her lamp and snuggled under the wool blanket. She was soon fast asleep, having empty dreams that night.
The next morning came all too soon. Eva slowly opened her eyes as an annoying buzzing sound was going off beside her ear. She tossed her hand over and shut off the alarm. Groaning, Eva lay in bed for several minutes before sitting up. It was cold and chilly outside, but felt warm inside. After she woke herself up some more, she pushed herself up out of bed and stretched. It was close to eight and Eva went downstairs for breakfast. Her dad was taking a shower and her mom had her scrambled eggs on toast with sausage links and a glass of orange juice waiting on the table. "Thanks, mum." Eva said as she smiled and started eating her breakfast. Scrambled eggs on toast was her favorite, and her mom knew it, which was why she loved her so much. "You ready for your big day?" Mrs. Sinclair asked, smiling over at her daughter who shrugged. "Ready then I'll ever be." She said.
After finishing off her plate, she washed her plate and went back upstairs to get ready. She waved at her dad when running into him going upstairs. "Hey, hon." He said, going to eat his own breakfast. She went into her bedroom and closed the door. She changed into the school uniform, carefully folding and putting away her Gryffindor robe and cap in her bag. After she checked her belongings, making sure she had all she needed, Eva piled her stuff by the door. She then let her hair down and rubbed hair gel in her hands before scrunching it through her hair. Once done, she went back downstairs. "Dad, mum, we need to get going so I won't be late for the train!" She called out. After a few more minutes, her parents and sister were downstairs and they were getting in the car, heading to the train station.
When they got there and had their good-byes, Eva and her younger sister glanced at each other before making a run for it, going straight through the brick wall. Once on the other side, they noticed everyone else saying bye to families and boarding the train. The sisters followed suite, Eva's young sister wondered off, leaving her in a cabin by herself.
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BROCK
The morning was a usual one for the handsome young man. He woke up, showered, ate him his usual bowl of rice crispy, and playing a hour of video games. He wasn't usually the punctual type, and many times now he nearly missed the train. This year though felt different, and he was actually dressed, packed, and ready on time. His mom was at work, so it was his dad who drove him to the station. "Try to stay out of trouble, bud, okay?" His dad said and Brock laughed. "Dad, I'm always good." He joked. After they said a good-bye, Brock ran through the brick wall. Several attractive young ladies gave him looks, which he gladly exchanged. He boarded the train and slid his stuff above his cabin. He spotted a girl he remembered from last year and smiled at her. "Hey, Eva." He said.
She looked up and gave him a hello waved, which he gave a smile for in return. He sat down and took out his phone. He sent a text to his mom, since he didn't get to say a good-bye when he left. After he read her reply, which just said she loved him, he smiled to himself and tucked his phone away. His family meant a lot to him, and he would fo to the ends of the world for them.
(So, I'm sorry Brock's is much shorter.)
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