Stacey lay in her bed at her Muggle mother`s home. Her eyes were closed and she was laying perfectly still. Her breathing was deep and heavy. But she was awake. She could feel eyes on her. Eyes that hadn`t been there last night. Stacey could feel the sunlight from her window coming in, bright against her closed eyelids.
The eyes moved, came closer. Stacey tightened her grip on her blanket, not knowing what was coming. But she should be safe here; this house was protected by hundreds of spells, nothing should be able to get her, right? Wrong.
Carrie pounced on her daughter, smiling brilliantly. Stacey`s eyes popped open as her mother attacked her. She was pinned to her bed, her mom holding down her arms.
"Mom," She complained, "Stop it!"
Carrie stood up a fit of giggles. "Well, come on then. Today is your seventeenth birthday, you have to get up."
Stacey sat up and crossed her arms difiantly. "If it`s my birthday, than I should get whatever I want." She pointed out.
Carrie crossed her arms. "Too bad. You are getting married in three months and you are getting up." She raised an eyebrow as if challenging her daughter.
Stacey sighed and plopped back on her pillow. "Mabey I don`t want to get up." She said softly.
Carrie rolled her eyes the dramatization. "Oh well, get up." She left quickly, closing the door loudly.
Stacey waited a few seconds until the footsteps died away, then rolled to her side, curling up into a ball. She couldn`t believe it; it had been two years since a ring had been planted on her left hand. Two years since she had pledged her heart to one person for the rest of her life.
Suddenly, she sat up. The wedding was in three months. Three. It was Febuary first, Stacey turned seventeen today. That normally wouldn`t mean much, but to Stacey it meant everything. It meant she was that much closer to being with ther person she loved, even if he was two years older, even if she had just become of age.
She was of age.
Stacey tensed again; the house was protected from Ministry. Her father`s family had all been in the Order. Some of the spells that protected the house meant that she could use simple spells away from her mother`s vision. A large smile found its way to her face.
She jumped out of her large bed and took out her wand. She flicked it and a clean set of clothes shot out towards her. She caught the shirt, but the jeans fell against the messy bed. She rolled her eyes and flicked her wand again. A small box spirraled towards her. Surprised, she dropped her wand to catch the box. This wasn`t what she had tried to levitate, she had been trying to levitate a book at the bottom of her closet.
The box was black and velvet-covered. Even more surprised, she opened it slowly. A gasp escaped her lips and she sat on the bed shakily. Inside the box was a diamond necklace. The diamond in the middle was the biggest and the rest slowly got smaller until they reached the smallest dismond that would be at the back of her neck.
A tag fell from the box and she picked it up.
Happy Birthday from you Father with a little help from your fiance.
((There`s more, just please tell me what you think so far.))
