I do not own Harry Potter. I only own Tiffani.
Traveling to London, a dream come true, something I had worked for years to be able to afford. Of course, when dreams come true there are also kinks in the plan. My big problem was that I had to bring someone of my family along with me. Or in other words, my aunt and cousin came along with my cousin's boyfriend, who was about to be drowned in the Thames River. I would happily be the one to drown him. Ever since we arrived in the country, he has been complaining about jet lag, he doesn't like the food, he's tired, he would have rather went to the beach that he always goes to every summer.
"Why did my family insist I not come alone on this trip?" I thought as I clenched my fists together so I wouldn't use my hands to strangle the life out of my cousin's boyfriend.
I had just turned twenty one but to my family I still looked sixteen so they insisted that I not go to London alone. They were always paranoid something would happen to me since I looked younger. My aunt and cousin had been quick to volunteer to go on the trip with me and pay their way, and next thing I know my cousin's boyfriend invites himself. Thankfully his parents paid his way to come, but I was really, really regretting him being here.
My aggravation towards the guy was getting worse after the day we had had so far. We all decided to go on tours today and waiting in lines, dealing with other tourists, and my cousin's boyfriend's whining was more than I could handle today.
"I'm getting a drink," I snapped when he decided to whine again after we just finished our last tour for the day.
"Tiffani," my aunt shouted when I started walking down the sidewalk away from them.
"I'll call you in a little while," I called back and sighed in relief when I disappeared down a side street and put distance between us. "Freedom," I thought and rubbed my temples since there was a wonderful headache forming in my temples. "Now where is the nearest pub?" I muttered as I started paying attention to where I was walking so I could find somewhere to get anything with alcohol in it. I pulled out my phone to google the closest pub and sighed when my phone battery decided to die. I had forgotten to charge it at the restaurant we were at for lunch earlier. "Great," I hissed and shoved my phone back in my pocket.
I noticed that I had walked into a small alley that led to another road. It was well lit so I didn't worry about anything. I walked further down the alley and someone else entered the alley on the other end. It was a well dressed woman who gave a nod and a smile to me as she walked closer. I wasn't going to bother her, but I really needed to know where a pub was.
"Excuse me," I said politely when we were about to walk past each other.
The woman stopped and looked at me with her head tilted to the side. "Yes," she asked when we had both stopped moving.
"Sorry to bother you, but do you know where the nearest pub is?" I questioned politely and rubbed the back of my neck a bit since my head was still killing me.
"Well there is one a few blocks away, but are you alright?" she asked as she stepped closer to me.
"Oh just a headache, that's all, so I just go which way?" I waved off her concern since my headache would eventually go away since I was by myself for a bit.
"You'll turn right, go down a few blocks and there should be a pub on your left," she replied and I thanked her before walking past to go where she said. I thought I heard her say something else to me, but before I could turn around I felt something weird hit my back. A strange tingle went through my back before a scream tore my throat because of the pain my body was experiencing. I felt like something was crushing all the bones in my body. My vision started turning black as I heard the woman curse behind me. I didn't know anything else after that because I passed out.