Why Hello
I'm Hollie, and this story is about my RP Character, Miles Parker, and what he got up to his first summer back from Hogwarts.
I hope you enjoy it, I love comments. So if you read please comment. I feel so loved once you do

1

Miles knew that this was going to be difficult. He had started third year a bit late ... right at the end of term. If only he had persuaded his dad earlier, if only his dad wasn't such an annoyance. Even though miles had only been at Hogwarts for a few weeks, he was going to miss it terribly, he was going to miss it this badly, because, where do you go when the term finishes? Home. And Miles was not looking forward to that.

He got on the Hogwarts express, which he had never been on before, since he arrived by floo, during the term. He loved the train, the compartments, the food trolley, the scenery outside, it was all great. He sat at the back of the train with Fallon, his best friend, as she had said. It was nice to have a best friend already, so he didn't complain. He had later on seen Vannie at the food trolley, yes, Vannie was his adorable Hufflepuff girlfriend whom he loved dearly, and had yet to tell her so. But when the train arrived at platform 9 ¾, he frowned and walked slowly to one of the exits.

He stepped off the train with his luggage, which was a rucksack and a much larger carrier bag, and looked around the place. All of the students were meeting family and saying goodbye to friends, where as he stood there looking like a noob. Father was bound to be at home, not bothering to meet his only son, and would rather care for his favourite child.
So, Miles walked to the Leaky Cauldron, his father had told him that there was a fireplace wich was free to use, he did so.

"The Parker's!" Miles yelled, but not too loudly, since the people in the Leaky Cauldron already looked annoyed, as if people had been flooing in and out all day. He arrived in the fireplace in the living room of his house. His father was sat in his armchair, with the newspaper to his face.
"You're home early," He heard his father say from behind the paper.
"You put me in Hogwarts at the end of term, remember?" Miles replied with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
"Right. Well, I wasn't at the train station."
"I noticed."
"Sorry," His father apologized, and put the paper down. Miles smiled slightly and started to walk out the door.
"Aren't you going to tell me about school?" Miles stopped and looked at him.
"Maybe Later."

Auntie has a FF!!

Sooo ... I agree with Maxie. The conversation between Miles and his Dad was interesting.

Post more soon.

Miles so Loves his dad

Very nice ghostie

To be honest I loved it. It's very well written and it's just uber good. So keep writing cause I want to know what happens next.

Miles has a story!

Nice start PAMS!

I loved it, Hollie... And I also think that the conversation between Miles and his father was rather interesting

PAMS!<3

Haha. Awesome
Thankyou Maxie x

WOO NEICEYY
Glad you liked it

LOL He does
Thanks Squashie <333

Yey! Thankyou

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Thanks for reading

He does
Thanks Lisseh

:O Thankyou Angiee. You did? Teehee

Ok, I'm post the next chapter now, yey!

2

Miles had been asleep for 3 hours. It was now 7:00. All his luggage was sprawled at the bottom of his bed on the floor. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, and took in what he saw. His room, he had only been gone for about 6 weeks, but it felt like years. Then he remembered.
He walked out of his room and downstairs, into the kitchen, dining room and living room. His dad was still there with the newspaper. Miles then knew where the person he was looking for was. He walked, fast paced, into the garden. Their garden was beautiful. It was a large square of lush, green grass, with millions of roses around the perimeter. And there she was.
She was drawing a picture, presumably a rose, with her back to Miles. He stood a fair bit away.
"Long time no see." He smirked and crouched down to her level. She had excellent hearing and turned around with a massive smile on her angelic face. She dropped her quill, stood up and ran towards him. She crashed into him and he nearly fell over.
"Hello Sylvia." He whispered, ruffling her long blonde hair. Sylvia was Miles' eight year old sister. She was the most quietest person Miles ever knew, yet she wasn't that shy. To Miles, she was his little porcelain doll which he looked after like she was the most important jewel in the world, and he would be in so much trouble if he dropped her. Sylvia never spoke, merely nodded, shook her head, smiled, pointed or frowned, or any other action which could mean emotion. She was a mysterious child, like she was hiding something from him. But Miles knew she wasn't hiding anything, she wouldn't, and if their was something so important she would talk, but very quietly.
He let her go and she ran back to her drawing, picked it up, and ran back to Miles. She gave him the drawing and he smiled.
"Lovely, Sylvie. True work of a becoming artist." He chuckled, and she grinned. "Shall we go see what's for dinner?" Sylvia nodded and grasped Miles' hand.

They walked into the living room, Miles noticed a note lying on the coffee table, and Sylvia let go of his hand and shuffled into the kitchen. He raised his eyebrows at her and his eyes followed her. "You OK?" She didn't turn around, but nodded, and continued walking to the kitchen. Miles shrugged and walked over to the note. It read:

Work needed me.
Chicken in the freezer.
Sorry, Dad.

"As always." Miles mumbled to himself and walked into the kitchen. He was about to go into the freezer when he saw that the chicken was already on the counter, defrosting. He also saw all the cutlery out on the table and Sylvia sitting in one of the chair's, staring up at him.
"Wow. You really surprise me sometimes Sylvie." He chuckled and ruffled her hair. She hadn't even read the note ...
Miles let this pass and began to prepare their meal.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!! Sylvia sounds like the cutest thing ever. :3

Very well written, Auntie.

Hehe when Slyvia meets the twins

Luff it ghosttie XD

Awwww... Sylvia seems to be so CUTE! And misterious

PAMS<33

Awww Sylvie is so adorable.

Thankyou guyyys
Haha, I thought you would all think that Sylvia ish cute. Teehee

3

Vannie was sat under the tree. Their tree. She was smiling at Miles, and calling his name. He was trying to walk, even run to her, but he stayed in the same spot. What was wrong with him? He wanted to be with her, but he couldn't. It was awful. She began to look more bored and annoyed. "Miles. Miles, come here." She kept saying, beckoning him to sit with her. But he didn't move.
She then started to laugh, it sounded like singing. Miles felt himself smile too. Her face lit up. She looked beautiful. How he wanted to be with her. But why was she smiling and laughing? Why had she stopped calling his name? Suddenly, a boy was standing next to him. He was much more handsome than he. More of an athletic build, glossier hair, sort of like a movie star. And he had the hufflepuff crest on his uniform. He walked over to Vannie and smiled at her. Miles could feel tears burning down his cheeks. Then they kissed.

Miles yelled loudly and sat up. He was in his room again. His face and hair were wet and he ached all over. He jumped when he saw a figure sat on his bed, staring at him. He quickly turned on his bedside lamp and the light lit up the room, yet some corners were still dark and it made his room look much smaller.
Sylvia was kneeling on the end of his bed, one hand holding a teddy bear, and the other gripping onto the bed covers. She had been crying.
"What's wrong love?" He asked quietly and beckoned her into a hug. Still kneeling, she moved closer to him and pushed her head to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Nightmare?" He said. She nodded into his shirt. "You can stay here if you like then." He smiled down at her and she smiled back. She was sniffing and making little crying noises, still calming down from her nightmare. Sylvia climbed into the covers next to him and gripped hold of her teddy bear.

The next morning, Miles woke up and rubbed his eyes. Last night wasn't a good night, he had kept waking up for no reason. The dream he had had was also stuck in his mind. It was cloudy outside, not like summer at all. Sylvia had already gotten up, her bear was still lying on the pillow. He picked it up and put it on Sylvia's bed in her room. Sylvia's room had roses painted on the walls. Their mother had it done for her by an artist. Miles' parents knew that she loved roses. When she was a baby she would crawl to them and try to pick them. But Mrs. Parker had to keep taking her away from them as they had thorns. That is where they got one of her middle name's from. Sylvia's full name was Sylvia Rose Ophelia Parker. Ophelia is their mother's name. Miles and Sylvia had not seen their mother in atleast 5 years. Their parents had had a big fight one night, the next morning she was gone, Miles was 8 and Sylvia was 3. Miles was always grateful that their father kept them and was still willing to look after them. Sort of.
Miles walked downstairs to find Sylvia sitting in Mr Parker's armchair, eating a piece of toast, and reading. Their dad, Vincent was writing, paperwork it looked like. Miles walked into the kitchen to get himself some breakfast.
Today he was going into the muggle village to get a summer job. Something to take his mind off Hogwarts. He tried to dress casually, but formal, to make a good impression. And left the house. He heard the door behind him open. Sylvia slipped through the door ad took his hand.
"You can't come with me." He said politely. She frowned and squeezed his hand. "OK fine." He sighed and they started walking. Sylvia felt smug.
Whilst walking through the village, Miles checked through shop windows to see any signs of posters looking for staff. None so far. Sylvia started dragging behind, Miles was nearly pulling her along.
"Sylvia Come on, I need a job remember?" He turned around. She was staring at the sweet shop that they had just passed. "Maybe later." He crouched down. "You wanted to come with me, which means walking around the village until we find a job for me." He said to her, holding her shoulders. "How about, if you help me find a job, we can go in the sweet shop kay?" Sylvia's angel face lit up, as usual and she nodded. "Good. Now come on." Miles stood up and continued walking. It changed around, it was like Sylvia was pulling him.
½ half an hour had past, and their was no job openings. Miles wasn't prepared to go to the muggle town, it was too busy. Plus, it was only a summer job. Suddenly, Sylvia stopped. She stated pointing at a young girl, around Miles' age, carrying some vegetables in a bag. "What's wrong?" But Sylvia continued to wiggle her finger at this girl across the road. "You want me to go up to her?" He asked, and Sylvia nodded and began dragging him towards her. Sylvia was being quite forceful today.

"Oh. Umm .. Hello." Said the girl.
"Sorry about this. But my little sister ..." Miles indicated Sylvia, who was smiling up at both of them.
"... was, well, pointing at you for some reason." The girl started giggling.
"Do you know why?"
"Nope. But normally when she does something like that, it means something."
"OK, well, why are you dressed so formally in the middle of Lacock?" She had just noticed what Miles was wearing.
"I want to look smart. I'm looking for a summer job, you know? More money."
The girl smiled. "Oh. Well, we're always looking for more staff in our cafe." She said.
"We?"
"Me and my mum. We own a cafe down the road." The girl pointed to her right. "You can come in and apply, my mum would be delighted."
"Oh .. Great, thanks." Miles smiled.
"I'm Cassie. By the way." She said, before walking off in the direction of the cafe, and told Miles to follow her. Miles looked down at Sylvia.
"Nice work." He smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Sylvia, as usual smiled back and they both started following Cassie.

Awwwsh *snuggles Miles*
Love it Ghosstie

Vannie: *glares at Cassie*

Holllian has a FF and me no no about it?

*Kills self*

...

*Revives self so she could comment*

Tis Brilliant Holllliiee Hollliiaaaaan. Me ish LOVING IT.
PAMS. PAMS. PAMS!

*Squeals* I love Vaniles TEH cutest Tis tres, tres awesooome sistah <33333


PAMS!

Thankyou guys for reading
Ok, so losing readers That scares me a bit. But here's the next chapter anyway

4

Miles had been working at Cassie and Louise's cafe for 2 weeks now. He loved it. Most of the chair's and tables were outside at the back of the cafe. Sylvia always came by to visit, there were flowers of all sorts in this garden. Mr Parker would drop her off on the way to work.
It had now been 4 weeks, and Sylvia seemed less and less happy than she used to be. She stopped drawing pictures, she stopped hugging Miles, and soon after, she stopped visiting him at the cafe.
Miles came home, it was Friday. He didn't have to work on weekends. "Sylvia?" His voice echoed in the hall. He walked into the garden, she wasn't there. Sylvia was normally the one who watered the flowers, but they were starting to go a funny brown colour, she had been neglecting them. Something was wrong.
"Sylvia!" Miles called again, no answer. He then heard something in his room. It couldn't of been Sylvia, she never went into his room if he wasn't in there. But she was, she was tying some parchment to the house owl, and let it fly.
"What was that?" He asked, walking up to her. She jumped and turned around. "Sylvia, what's wrong? You've been acting so weird lately. You can tell me?" Sylvia shook her head and walked downstairs. Miles walked to the window, he couldn't see the owl.

He heard Sylvia downstairs, she was locking the door. "What are you doing? Sylvia, tell me." But she wouldn't listen, she then walked into the living room and sat in her dad's armchair, and continued to read.
There was a knock at the door. Miles tried to ignore it to see what was wrong with his sister, but she was ignoring him completely. He gave up and walked to the door. "Who is it?"
"It's me, Cassie." Miles smiled and tried to open the door, he then remembered.
"Hold on a second!" He called from the other side of the door. "Sylvia." He stopped when Sylvia wasn't in the living room. "Sylvia? Have you got the key to the door?" He yelled in the hall. No answer.
"Cass, my sister has locked the door and I can't find her, I'll be there in a minute." He said, and walked into the dining room. There was a large window which Miles opened. He was about to climb out when something grabbed onto his leg.
"Sylvia, let me go." He said, trying not to raise his voice. Sylvia started sniffing and soon she would burst into tears. Miles climbed back in and gave her a hug, whilst doing so, he took the door key out of her little pocket. "Tell me, or show me what's wrong later. Kay?"
She shook her head and tightened her grip around him.
"Sylvia, I need to go see Cassie." He whispered quietly. He picked her up and sat her back in the living room. Miles then unlocked the door and opened it.
"Sorry about that, sister problems."
"It's OK" Cassie smiled. Cassie had never been to Miles' house before, and she was amazed at how they had no television, computer, or electricity apart from appliances for cooking.
"Wow. Your house is so eco-friendly." She nodded. Miles raised his eyebrow. Eco what? He let that pass and gestured her to come into the garden. Whilst walking there, he saw Sylvia in the living room, shaking her head at him. He didn't understand, what was wrong with her? He really wanted to help.
Miles and Cassie both sat in the middle of the garden.
"The reason I came here Miles, was .." Cassie trailed off, she saw Sylvia in the doorway, staring at both of them. Miles followed Cassie's gaze to the door, there was no one there.
"You were saying?" Miles said.
"Oh yes. Well, it's quite difficult to say actually. But .." She trailed off again. Cassie let out a sigh and looked away. "I really like you."
Miles stared at Cassie. "Oh." He said, and started to smile slightly. "That's very nice of you."