Leaving it all behind ((William))

[Jasmine Anderson]

Jasmine laid out on the couch in the living room sleeping. She had fallen asleep exhausted from the morning actives. At five o'clock in the morning she woke and went to the stables cleaning out stalls, riding, training Diablo, and other things Ted Henry wanted her to do. Than at ten she visited Dana at the Hosptiale Wing to tell her everything that had happened. Just recently her best friend had been in the attack at Diagon Alley along with many other students. Jeremy, the first child and her older brother, had helped trying to get the giants and Death Eaters away. He was OK but couldn't come back home but continued to work. Jasmine loved her older brother very much. He was very protective of his baby sister and always beat up Shane if he tried to bother her.

The TV than was turned up loudly as the muggle news came on. Jasmine admittedly began to wake groaning from only having an hour sleep. Shane was spending the week at home taking a break from his job in Romania with Dragons. "Must you have it that loud Shane? You woke me up! Some people couldn't sleep in late like you!" Jasmine asked turning over on her side glaring at her older brother. The volume than was turned down, "There happy now?" he said sarcastically just staring blankly at the TV. His long dark hair was getting into his blue eyes and he had a cold look to his face. Jasmine never really liked her brother that much. When they were younger he would chase her trying to make her pull his finger. Snorting at the memories Jasmine sat up straight and looked at the black television before her. "Honestly don't you think your watching to much TV? Your eyeballs look like they pop out of their sockets." Jasmine told him laughing as he rub his eyes. When he didn't respond Jasmine stood up from the couch stretching her mussels out walking into the kitchen.

Natalie Winters was sitting in the kitchen reading a PEOPLE magazine. Walking over to the fridge Jasmine took out a bottle of water and sat down next to her mother. "Your awake now. I don't work today honey. Want to go see a movie?" her mother asked not even looking up from her magazine. Jasmine sighed as her mother wanted to have some quality time with her daughter. Natalie Winters was a muggle and never really understood the wizarding world. She never even been to Diagon Alley, Jasmine father had to take Jasmine school shopping each year. "I was kind of thinking just heading down to the lake and play music. Try to relax. So many things have happened and I just want to clear my mind." she said taking a sip of her water trying not to look at her mothers disappointed face. "Oh..OK. Need a ride? The lake is a mile away and I am free." she said with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Sighing Jasmine let in and nodded her head. "Fine....Just let me get my things." Jasmine told her walking up the stairs to her room.

Ten minutes later Jasmine walked back down the stairs with her guitar case and a blue shoulder bag on her shoulder. In the bag she had a towel, sunglasses, a wallet, note paper, book, and pens and pencils. Jasmine never went any where without her note book. It contained all of her songs she ever wrote. Shane had always tired to steal it and use it against Jasmine. But Jasmine always hide it in the one place he would never look. A sly smile formed on her face as she saw him take a glance at her. "Don't dare go in my room. Come on Shane you are 19 and should grown out of those things!" Jasmine told him with another one of her sly smiles. Belle was in her room anyways and would chase Shane away if he dared woke her up from her afternoon nap. "Mom! Are you ready?" Jasmine called out staring at her reflection in a mirror by the door. Her long dark brown hair was up in a high pony tail making her hazel eyes stand out more. She wear a purple tank top and jean shorts with her bathing suit under them. If she was at the lake why not take a dip. "MOM!" Jasmine called out again and heard the sound of a honk from the car. Sighing Jasmine swung her shoulder bag more on her shoulder while picking up her guitar case.

The car made a stop in the gravel parking lot. Many girls and boys were around playing chase or swimming. "By mom! Call you when I'm ready!" Jasmine said opening the car door and closing it gently as she walked onto the fresh green grass. Taking a seat on a swinging bench under a oak tree Jasmine set her guitar case down on the ground next to her staring off into the lake. It began to shimmer under the sunlight. It was also so relaxing to just stare and take in everything. But Jasmine felt a little guilty sitting her by herself while Dana was still in bed. Sighing Jasmine took out her guitar and put the strap around her shoulder. Once it was settled she began to strumming the strings. Music began to fill the air just swifting her off into another world.

[will]

Will looked around carefully at the orphanage, trying to decide what exactly to do. He didn't like water much and he wasn't completely excited about going to the lake for a little dip. He much rather stay at the orphanage, but then again he hadn't been outside for a long time. The young girl named Shannon stepped up to him cautiously and Will remembered the time when he had accidentally set her hair on fire. Pushing the memory back down, Will put a sly grin on his face. Shannon didn't return one. "You aren't supposed to go outside today. Mrs. Wekile says so." she said in a small tentative voice. Most people at the orphanage were afraid of Will, if not then they secretly admired him. He didn't mind. It was all because of these special powers he was said to posses. It was all just magic, but he of course couldn't tell these muggles so. Instead, he just played along with their ideas. Shannon also knew that he hated to be controlled. This was no different.

"Tell her I don't mind her suggesting it but I won't take an order." Will said coolly, walking over and slumping onto the nearest couch. Shannon nodded and ran off to do what Will had said. He was inspecting the holes in the couch when he heard footsteps approach. Will didn't look up; he already knew who it was. "William! You will stay in here!" Mrs. Wekiles voice boomed out. She was one of the many owners of the orphanage. Will always got in trouble each day, but it was just out of habit now, like a schedule. He smirked but didn't reply, which only made Mrs. Wekile's face turn a horrible shade of puce. As she walked away, Will finally looked up. Ten minutes till one. That was when they left for the lake. Will felt like sneaking out into the woods but instead put his feet up on the couch and closed his eyes. One minute till one was when Will was nearly unseated. Mrs. Renee, another owner, was glaring down at him.

"Time to go, William." the boy nodded in return and stood up, dusting his clothes off. The lank t-shirt and the blue shorts he wore covered up his swimming suit, not that he planned to swim or anything. Will had always told the owners to call him by his nick-name, Will, but they resolutely refused to do so. He walked around the room once before following the single line down to the many vans that were in the huge parking lot. Will hated being an orphan but it did have it's ups and downs. He smiled at the younger children wickedly, making them scurry away and out of the line. He shook his head distractedly and slid into a seat next to some of the older kids. Still smiling, Will placed his feet up on the front chair, making himself comfortable. The owners growled under the breath but did nothing to prevent this. As always.

The vans pulled up into the gravel drive, causing some severe bumpiness. Will was forced to put his feet down and steady himself. Seeing as he didn't like wearing seat belts. The lake was somewhat busy but not nearly so as the many orphans got out and began running around. The younger ones jumped and ran around in circles. Will thought back to when he was younger; had he really been this care - free? He shook his head and made for a nice lush piece of grass. Sitting down, Will scooted back so his back was leaning against a gigantic oak tree. It felt comfortable and strange at the same time; Will's style. Crossing his arms of his broad chest, Will watched the orphans play serenely. Even the older one's were hopping around like maniacs. Sometimes, Will couldn't suppress happiness but he wouldn't become similar with rabbits. Will turned when he heard another car approach and out came a girl who had a guitar. The girl looked oddly familiar. She then began playing the instrument and it sounded rather good. Will stood up and walked slowly toward Jasmine, not wanting to interrupt her. Sitting down near to Jasmine, Will put his knees up to his chest and hugged them close, waiting for Jasmine's song to end.