Blog #8 : Through the Mirror : Chapter 1

Hey everyone!

I've been working on a story for a very long time now, and i thought i'd post a chapter at a time, whenever i feel like the chapter is perfect. So, keep an eye on my blog for updates on my novel Through the Mirror.

It was an extremely rainy day in London. The wind was howling, the bird songs had stopped, and the Hudsworth family were getting ready to have their Sunday roast.

"Charlie! Lay the table!" Yelled a middle-aged woman, she was rather tall, and had long brown hair.

"Yes, mum!" Replied Charlie with a grunt.

Charlie was a 13-year old boy, he had fairly long, dark brown hair, which was constantly ruffled and sticking out at the sides. However, the Hudsworth family weren't your ordinary family, they were of wizard blood. Well, Charlie's father was, not his mother. Charlie however, isn't allowed a wand until he's 14-years of age, which is wizard law, decree 52. Was Charlie happy about this? Not at all.

"Dad, do I really have to wait for my birthday, i mean it's tomorrow!" Yelled Charlie, stubbornly.

Charlie was an only child, and was used to getting his own way, whenever he wanted.

"Exactly, it's tomorrow" Replied his father, with a smirk.

Charlie's father was a very well spoken man, who didn't often use magic in front of Charlie, as he thought it may tempt him to moan even more.

"Dinner's ready!" Bellowed Charlie's mum, Emily.

The family of three made their way to the dining table, where all kinds of delicious foods lay, waiting to be consumed.

"Smells wonderful, Em!" Said Charlie's father, Tim.

Emily thanked him, with a smile etched on her bony face.

They all tucked into the assortment of lovely vegetables, and the mouth-watering lamb. Charlie stared out of the window, into the rainy and busy streets of London. The Hudsworth's lived in a very busy area of London, in a lovely town house. They had a few steps leading up to the front door, and flowers placed on the window sill.

After the late lunch, Charlie was too excited to do much, so after watching a bit of T.V, having a shower and saying goodnight to his parents, he headed to bed. He had a very nice bedroom. He had a double bed, and on the other side of the room was a desk with all sorts of wizarding books piled on top of each other, and an empty mug of hot chocolate.

The next day came, and the storm had cleared nicely. The sun was low in the sky, there was barely a cloud in sight, and the birds were tweeting merrily.

Charlie slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly remembered it was his fourteenth birthday! He looked at his clock on the bedside table, and the clock struck 8 o'clock. He smiled to himself, and jumped out of bed excitedly. He chucked his cozy dressing-gown on, and stormed out of his bedroom and hurried down the staircase.

"Happy birthday Charlie!" Said his parents in unison.

Charlie couldn't suppress a "Thank you", as he had spotted a heap of extremely neatly wrapped presents. This is the day Charlie had been waiting for since he found out about wizardry. Charlie lunged at the presents in sheer excitement.

"Charlie, I er- I can't stay for your birthday, I am truly sorry bud" Explained Tim.

Charlie stopped in his tracks. His dad was a very busy man, he didn't get to spend much time with him, but he thought he'd at least get to see him for the duration of his birthday. Charlie got to his feet slowly. He could feel his eyes swelling up.

"NOT EVEN FOR TODAY? I NEVER GET TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU, EVEN ON MY BIRTHDAY! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Bellowed Charlie, with tears pouring down his face, whacking his dad.

Charlie chucked his shoes and coat on and ran out the front door. He was shivering all over, as he only had pajamas underneath his large coat. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't go back, so where could he go?

"Stupid Family" He whispered to himself.