Chapter 14 : Chapter Fourteen
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I stood in front of the mirror, my skin was paler than it was yesterday, a lot paler. My eyes didn’t sparkle like they used to, they looked weak and tired. The usual pretty pink of my lips had faded so they looked dull. I didn’t look like Aspen anymore.
Even the gorgeous white dress I had on looked out of place on my body. I hated this so much. Not looking pretty, I was fine with that. For me, looks didn’t matter that much. But not feeling like myself, not feeling like Aspen September Isabella Anneliese Madeline Powells, that’s what I despised.
James wrapped his muscular arms around my waist, and rested his head on the top of my own. “You look beautiful, love.” He told me.
I sighed, “Don’t lie. I look like a corpse.”
“Never.” He kissed my cheek, “Are you ready?”
“Lighten up, A, it’s the New Years Eve ball, one we can finally go too.”
“My treatment for the cancer that has a 99.5 percent chance of killing me starts in two days, so sorry if I don’t feel like ‘lightning up’.” I spat angrily.
“Right, of course, I’m sorry, love.” He said quickly.
I put my hang against his rock hard chest, “No. Don’t be sorry. I’m just...I only found out yesterday and its kind of a lot too take in. The thing is...I’m just not ready to leave yet this world yet.”
“Don’t.” He took my hands into his. “Don’t talk like that. Because you are not going to leave this world. This world is not ready for you to leave. Aspen, I’m not ready for you to leave me.” I nodded slowly.
“Then I guess we’ll just have to make sure I never have too.” He grinned down at me.
“That’s more like it. Come on, let’s go.” James took my hand and we walked out of my room and down the stairs of the house. I saw Dom and Ally in their own ball gowns they had bought at Gabrielle’s store, I was using an old gown of my mother’s after I had ruined the first one during my breakdown.
My mum was wearing a navy blue gown and my father was in a suit while my bothers were in tuxes. They were all smiling up at me, like I was an angel floating down from heaven. “You look beautiful, honey.” My dad told me.
“Thank you, daddy.”
“We better leave now, the party started ten minutes ago.” My mum said. We all headed out the front door in our coats, trudging the long ten meters to the Potter’s.
There was a man at the door checking people’s names off a list. “The Powells and James Potter.” James told him, he checked the list over and let us in the front door. James led us through the hallway and into what was usually the living room. Although, for the party it had been transformed into a giant ballroom.
“Dude, you’re family is rich.” Matt said after my parents went to talk to Dom’s parents.
“Matt!” I exclaimed.
“What?” He asked.
I rolled my eyes at his stupidity, “It’s okay, A.” James told me, putting his hand lightly on my arm. “We’re not rich as much as we are wizards.” Matt nodded at this.
“ASPEN!” A shrill voice called, I spun around too see Roxy and Megan running towards me in their ball gowns. Roxy was wearing a coral dress, while Megan was wearing a purple dress, and they both looked amazing.
“Hi.” Was all I managed to say before they hugged me tightly and started talking about their transfer. “I need to tell you something really important, too things actually.”
“Yeah, sorry, go ahead.” Roxy said, gesturing to me to talk.
“Well, good news first. James proposed! And I said yes!” I gushed and held up my left hand. The girls’ jaws dropped.
“Are you fucking serious?” Roxy questioned me.
“Yes.” I said nervously. I needed them to be okay with this.
“Congrats!” Megan exclaimed and wrapped me in a bear hug.
“Yeah, congrats. I’m sorry, I’m just kind of...”
“Stunned?” I offered.
She nodded, “That’s the word. I mean, we all knew this was going to happen eventually, but I just thought it would be in a few years or something. But don’t get me wrong, I’m really happy for you.”
“Thank you Roxy.” James told her, putting an arm around me. “It means a lot.”
“Wait, what was your other news?” Megan asked. I grew quiet, way to ruin the moment Megs.
“Um, well, after I woke up from the coma, Vic ran some tests. She sent them to St. Mungo’s, and they just got them back yesterday.” I sighed, trying to find the words to tell some of my best friends that my cancer had come back.
“Aspen, please tell me that you’re not about to say what I think your going to say.” Roxy pleaded.
“Depends, do you think I’m about to tell you that my cancer is back? Because if you are thinking that, you’re right.”
Roxy and Megan gasped, “Aspen.” Megan said, tears streaming down her face. “Oh, Aspen.”
“I can’t believe this!” Roxy cried, “Well, Megan, we can’t just leave now.”
“No.” I said firmly, “You are not going to stay here for me. You’re going to America, you are going to an all-girls school and you are going to only come back if my cancer gets really terrible and I’m on my death bed. Okay?”
“Aspen, we can’t just leave-”
“Of course you can. I’ll be fine. I have Dom, Ally, James, Freddie, Louis, Danny and Bradley. The eight of us belong here. But you two belong in America right now.”
They nodded a little bit, “I’m gonna miss you so much, A!” Megan said, wiping the tears out of her eyes.
“I’ll miss you too. But, let’s not think about that right now. Let’s just have fun tonight, okay?” Everyone nodded and we began talking about other things. After a while, I told everyone I was going to get a drink.
“I can get it for you.” James volunteered quickly.
“James, I’m perfectly able to go and get some punch on my own.” I told him before walking off to the refreshments table. Al was leaning against the table and sipping a soda. “Hey, Al.”
“Hey, I heard about the cancer, I’m sorry.”
I shrugged, “It’s okay. Things happen for a reason, even if we don’t know why.”
“Thanks, I’ve been working on that one for a while now.” He cracked a small smile.
The evening was pretty uneventful, people kept coming up too me and saying how sorry they were, which was nice but a little bit annoying. Soon, I was looking for James with one minute to go until the New Year. 2030. Finally, I found him by his Uncle Charlie. “Hey.” I greeted him as he kissed me on the cheek. “Hi, Charlie.”
“Hello Aspen. How’s your night going?”
“TEN...NINE...EIGHT...SEVEN...” Everyone started counting down. I watched a hug screen at the front of the room as fireworks were set of on the London eye as clock struck midnight.
I turned around and kissed James softly. Even if I had a rough year ahead of me, I thought it was good to start it on a good note. “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” The crowd chorused.
“Happy New Year indeed.” James whispered into my ear. The night seemed to have gone by much to quickly. Before I knew it, my parents were thanking the Potters for having us and we were trudging through the snow again. Roxy and Megan were going to see us off on the train tomorrow with everyone else before catching a port key to America. I was so exhausted that the second my head hit the bed I fell asleep.
“ASPEN SEPTEMBER ISABELLA ANNELIESE MADELINE POWELLS, COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!” A voice screamed. Why, merlin, why? “I’M AM SO CROSS WITH YOU RIGHT NOW THAT IF YOU DON’T COME DOWN HERE I WILL COME UP THERE AND KICK YOUR ARSE! AND I REALLY DON’T FEEL LIKE WALKING UP THREE FLIGHTS OF STAIRS!” I groaned and sat up in bed. Then I realized something. There was only two people I knew that could yell so loudly that it seemed loud even three stories above them. My mother and....
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed and jumped out off bed, running down the stairs in a light tank top and cotton pajama shorts. I screamed as I saw who was waiting for me at the bottom of the staircase. “NOVEMBER ALEXANDRA DEVON BELL!” She grinned up at me.
“Do you want to explain to me why you didn’t contact me the second you heard it came back?” She questioned me, putting her hands on her hips. Her straight dark red hair was so long it was brushing the tops of her hands.
I bit my lip a little. November was the only person I knew that knows what I want through. She had gone through cancer at the same time as me. I know that I said I was the only witch or wizard to ever have cancer, and that’s true. November is a squib.
We hadn’t seen each other since the day before I left for Hogwarts again. “November, I’m so sorry. I totally forgot. I only found out two days ago, and I was kind of caught up with everyone else.”
She shrugged, “I get it. Remember? I’m the only one who get’s it. Just like you’re the only one who get’s it to me.”
“I remember, Nov. Do you want to have some hot chocolate and to sit around and talk like we did back in St. Mungo’s.”
November smiled at me, “Hell yes.”
“Good, it’s eight am so Ally and Dom shouldn’t be up for at least about five more hours, and my brothers and dad are going for their annual New Years Day golf session, and mum is out playing bridge with her friends, so it’s just us.”
“Great, I’ll get the mugs and you get the other stuff.” I grinned and nodded and we walked into the kitchen. Ten minutes later, we were both sitting in chairs, our legs hugged to our chest covered in blankets and sipping hot chocolate.
“How low are your chances?” She asked, blowing on the hot mug.
I looked down into my cup, the hot chocolate went almost to the brim. One sudden move, and it would spill, and I loved it like that. “Only a point five percent of survival.”
“You survived a five percent chance, A, if anyone can survive a point five percent chance, it is you.”
“My odds have decreased by ninety percent, Nov.”
“Aspen, you know you can’t go into treatment with a crappy attitude. Head in the game, girl.”
I rolled my eyes, “Nov, remember what we said? The healers just said that because they were on crack.”
She laughed. “We did used to say that, didn’t we? Speaking of treatment, when are you starting?”
“Tomorrow night.” I nodded a little to myself, I still couldn’t believe that I was about to start yet another treatment.
“But I thought tomorrow was the ‘going back to Hogwarts’ day.”
“It is.” I confirmed.
“Aspen, where are you having your treatment?”
I sighed, I knew that this questions was unavoidable. November had most likely thought that I was going to have it here at St.Mungo’s, and she was happy about that. I know that she didn’t have a load of friends since she was a squib.
“I’m going back to Hogwarts for it, Nov.”
“Oh,” She nodded, “Of course you are. That’s where all you friends are.”
“Shut up, Nov. You know that your my friend. One of my best friends, and it freaking sucks that I have to leave you here in London. But...I’ll see you at Easter.”
“What are you talking about? You always go visit your grandmother in Wales during easter break.”
“Not this year. Because...” I held up my left hand.
November gasped and started jumping up and down in her seat. “Oh my god! Who too?”
“James Potter.” I grinned and showed her my ring closer.
“Damn girl, you scored. He’s fit!”
I laughed, “Yeah, yeah I did.”
“So are you nervous, for it to start again?”
“Hell yes, but you and I both know that I can’t do a single damn thing about it.”
November nodded but didn’t speak. We both knew how it felt to not be in control of own life, how our body acted, how long we had to live. It was so hard, but we fought for it. We would do anything just to stay alive.
“So, am I going to get an invite to your wedding soon?” She broke the silence.
“My mum and I are going shopping for them tomorrow. Where having it on Friday the sixth of April. Two days before Easter.”
“Well I’ll totally going to be there.”
Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out of her phone. “Shit, I’ve got to go. I’m really sorry.”
“It’s fine.” I stood up and hugged her tightly, “Love ya, I’ll see you at break.”
“Love you too, A.” With that, she stepped into the fireplace and shouted her house address.
Five hours later my mum, Dom, Ally, and I were sitting in the ice cream parlor in Diagon Alley after having picked out an invitation for the wedding in London. “So Roxy told me that two girls are coming from Salem in place of her and Megan.”
“Really?” I asked. She nodded. “I wonder if they’ll be Gryffindors.”
“I hope not.” Dom told us, “We need more closet space.”
“And by ‘we’ do you mean you?”
“Well I think it would be great for you girls to get some new friends. Don’t get me wrong, I love that all five of you girls are so close. Although I just think that it wouldn’t hurt for you girls to get some more friends.”
“As long as the girl is a good room mate and doesn’t leave her stuff all over the place, I wouldn’t mind another Gryffindor girl. Besides, it will be weird with just the three of us.”
The next morning I woke up to my mum knocking on the door. “Five more minutes!” I called.
“You said that twenty minutes ago, Aspen!” She yelled through the closed door.
“WHAT?!” I bolted up right in bed to see Dom straightening her hair and Ally packing a few last things in her suitcase. “Why didn’t anyone wake me up?”
“We tried, sorry.”
“Breakfast is in ten minutes girls!” My mum called before leaving us.
Quickly, I brushed my hair and teeth and rushed down stairs. My brothers had said goodbye to me last night since they were out really late last night with some of their friends from high school.
Ally was eating a black pancake, and Dom was sitting in front of a huge bowl of chocolate cereal. “Hey, sweetheart, do you want a pancake?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you cook, daddy?” I grew up with my mum cooking everything, my dad had good hands for surgery, not for cooking.
“Your mum is trying to teach me.” I tried not to laugh, my mum was an awesome cook but a terrible teacher. That’s proabley why I could smell the burning all the way up in my room.
“Um, I’m good dad, I’ll just get some toast.”
He grinned as I put two pieces of bread in the toaster, “You and your toast.” I smiled and nodded.
After breakfast my dad piled all of our trunks in the car and drove us to King’s Cross. “Are you girls excited to be going back to Hogwarts?”
“Totally.” Ally said, Dom and I nodded.
“Good, well me and Rachel loved having you girls over, feel free to come back whenever.”
“Thank you so much Mr. Powells.” Dom told him as we pulled into the parking lot.
“Honey, do you mind if I say good bye to you here? It’s
just I have a surgery soon.” He said, and I could tell he was sorry. He was always sorry about this stuff, but it had been going since before I was born. It was hard enough to be a surgeon with a child, but with seven it had to be really tough.
“Yeah, that’s fine.” My dad wrapped his huge arms around me, I only came up to his lower chest since he was six feet and four inches tall, while I was still only five feet.
“I love you so much, sweetheart. And I’m so so sorry that all this bad stuff is happening to you. But it’s going to be fine, okay? I’ll see you for Easter break, and I’ll walk you down the ail.”
“Thank you daddy, I love you too.” He kissed the top of my head gently, and gave me one final squeeze before letting me go.
“Goodbye girls. Study hard, but not too hard. And Aspen make sure not to forget to go to the hospital wing, and don’t listen to anyone making fun of you. You’re amazing, sweetheart, and-”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Powells. We’ll take care of her.” Dom smiled, putting an arm around my shoulder. I nodded.
“Okay, have fun. Love you!” He called after us as we walked through the parking lot.
“Your dad is so sweet.” Ally told me as we entered the train station.
Before I had the chance to speak, someone screamed, “ALLY! DOM! ASPEN!” We looked up to see Roxy and Megan running towards us, nearly running over a group of little kids.
“Hey!” I grinned as they practically tackled me. “Nice to see you too. You guys do realize that we saw you yesterday.”
“Yes, but this is the last time we are going to see each other until April!” Roxy cried as we began walking through the station together.
“I know.” I nodded slowly as we walked onto platform too. I reconzied a bunch of people trying to casually lean against the barrier. Honestly, how to muggles not notice that teenagers are disspearing through a wall?
“It totally sucks that you won’t be coming back to Hogwarts.” Ally said.
“Wait, did you say ‘Hogwarts’?” A girl asked us in an american accent. She had long golden brown straight hair and wore a pair of ripped jeans and a sweater that was only covering one of shoulders, her shoes were a pair of worn light brown boots.
“Oh thank merlin, are you students there?” We nodded, “Great! I’m one of the exchange students who came from Salem in America. One of the teachers came by my house over vacation and sorted me into a dorm and gave me instructions, but didn’t tell me how to get into the platform! Oh and I’m Athena Singleton by the way!”
I honestly don’t what it was, Athena seemed nice enough, but I didn’t like her. She annoyed me. Plus, she seemed to talk a lot and I hated people who wouldn’t let you get a word in. I mean a converstation needed at least two people!
“I’m Ally, this is Dominique or Dom, and Aspen, and Roxy, and Megan. But Roxy and Megan are the two from Hogwarts that are going to Salem, and they’re just here to see us off.”
“Oh! Well you’ll both love it there, it’s really fun in America and the people are really nice.”
“What house are you in?” Ally asked. Please not Gryffindor! Please not Gryffindor! I swear Merlin, if you make sure she isn’t in Gryffindor I will do anything you want! I’ll be nicer, I’ll study harder, I won’t be a bitch all the time! Just make sure this ugly cow of an american isn’t in Gryffindor. I can’t take it if she invades not only my school, but my house.
“Gryffindor.” Fuck you Merlin.
“Oh! That’s brilliant, so are we!” No Ally! Not brilliant! This is the oppisite of brilliant! This is totally not brilliant.
“Awesome!” Stupid american and her stupid phrases.
“Great, come on guys, we need to get through the barrier, it’s ten till eleven.” We all began to causally lean against the barriar, slowly we fell through and ended up in front of the beautiful scarlet steam engine.
“Wow.” Athena breathed. “It’s amazing.”
“A little bit better than America, isn’t it?” I couldn’t help but ask. What? Britain was fifteen thousand times better than America. I mean, they don’t even play real quidditch there! And any country that doesn’t like the coolest sport in the world is terrible in my eyes.
Ally smacked me on the arm, “Aspen!”
“No.” Athena stopped her, “It’s fine. I get it, I can tell that you don’t exactly want me here. I’m just the stupid american cow that suddenly came and your expected to just live with me when you would rather eat bat shit. Is that about it?”
When I didn’t say anything, Ally took the reins for me. “That’s not it at all. This is just going to be a really hard day for Aspen, there are things that are going to happen that I believe only Aspen should tell you.”
“Today, I start my second cancer treatment for a diease that has a pretty damn good shot at killing me. Happy?” She didn’t speak, “I’m off to find James, I’ll see you guys later.”
I boarded the train and found James in his favorite compartment with the guys. “Hey Aspen.” Fred smiled up at me.
“Hi.” I spat icily, sitting in James’s lap.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, wrapping his huge muscular arms around my torso.
“I met the new american girl, she’s a complete cow. Plus, she just had to be in Gryffindor!”
He hugged me tight, “How is she a cow?”
“She just is!” I snapped at him.
“Relax A, I’m sure she is.” I rolled my eyes, I could tell that he was lying. James wasn’t exactly the best liar in the world. Expect for when he’s trying to hide the fact that he likes me.
“I’m going to go find the girls. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He kissed me softly. “Play nice!” He shouted after me.
“Don’t count on it!” I smiled to myself. I knew that I had been harsh on Athena, and that she wasn’t that bad, she was actually pretty nice. But could you blame me with what was about to happen to me?
I just hope I can get through it, and be able to keep my friends along the way.
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