"It'll be okay." Were the first words that Kate told her daughter when her husband had left them. So alone, no house, no love. Hermione was only five and diddn't really understand at all. Sitting in the corner of a grotty hotel room Kate held her daughter tight as her little glassy eyes bled with tears and she shook with terrifying sorrow. Lips chapped by winter air pressed down on the young head and gave Hermione a warm comfort that felt so wrong and alien. Pushing the long arms and kisses away she stood and took strands of Kate's hair, begining the plat she diddn't stop untill all the hair was tied up. "Winnie'll cheer us up mummy." Taking her mother's hand Hermione made Kate sit throught hours of the disney cartoon.
Ten years later
Down a hill and over a creek sat a tree, but no ordinary tree. This Oak had sat in the same spot for over one thousand years, to those with imagination it grew to the stars, not many dared to climb it. Not for this fact though, it was because a quater of the way up sat a girl; with a temper so frightfull that even boys much older wouldn't go up.
It was the beggining of the summer holidays and children ran free down the streets. The holiday may have only just begun but summer had been long and dry, a drout began back in may and even the old oak was feeling the pressure.
"When I was little mum used to read me stories like the chronicles of Narnia, I loved them but now all the magic's gone." Hand on the higher trunk Hermione spoke free to her best friend, the air. On sight she diddn't really belong to an old English town. Sure she rode horses with envious confidence and talent, gardened and read the classics but always had looked strange th others.
Were to start? Ah, height, she was small but perfectly formed. Like a normal person hit with a shrink ray, some called her a hobbit. Of course in reality she wasn't too small, five feet and five inches but it was something that the likes of Melody Heart would use to bully her. The one thing that awfull girl admired were Hermionies big grey eyes that all ways shone with a crystal glow.
Climbing down the enormous tree she used them to her advantage by striking little children with dagger glares, warning them not to climb HER tree. Smugly she strode with pride through the field and over the gate, her cut jean shorts haddn't provided much protection from the sun so they flared a garish pink and stung as she ran to the house.
Inside she smothered herself in after sun and drapped herself over the sofa. Admiring her finely painted toe nails she smiled at her handy work. "I am good!" "Yeah, do you want to do mine?" Kate was home and she sat on the sofa with her daughter. Taking Herionies feet she rested them on her lap and looked at her toes."Theese are good! sneekily she traced a finger down Hermionies sole and made her scream. "Mum!" Pulling away Herione ran into the kitchen and grabbed a spray bottle full of water for the plants. Holding it at arms distance she threatened Kate wiht it. "No closer!" she giggled. Kate wasn't playing anymore, under the sofa she'd found a packet of cigarettes and they weren't hers.
"I thought better of you Minnie." Only when she was sad or angry would K te use her daughter's baby name. "You can't stop me mum, I'm sixteen! Anyway you smoke, way too much if you ask me..." With fists clenched Kate stood. "I'm not asking you! And you're not sixteen yet! Show a little resect, stealing from me?!" "Sod it!" Without wanting to cause any more pain Minnie ran, out the house and back to her tree. Climbing, she passed her usual stop and kept going, it seemed that she'd been going along time untill she reached a gaping hole in the side of the tree. Taking a good grip she peered in. At the very bottom shone a light, so bright it could have been a star. Creeping higher it called for her and took her with warmth and happiness. Loosening she lost her grip and went tumbling into the light.
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