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Chapter 8: Fifty for a Twenty
The first day of classes back, for me however, arrived more quickly then ever. I still had no idea what my new "gift" is, but I wasn't exactly jumping for joy to find out. I stopped outside the class, taking a deep breath. I was already five minutes late, Pompfrey holding me back longer than I anticpated. I secretly think, she likes torturing kids, and after what everyone saw when I was taken from the common room, this is just the cherry on top.
Brushing my hair away from my face, I held my head up high. At least I have some pride and diginity left, right? Sort of... a small fraction. With a push of the door, I stepped inside, walking briskly through the potions class, to sit beside my potions partner Sirius Black.
"Ahh, Miss Meadows, glad to have you back." I nodded briefly to Professor Slughorn, before copying down the notes written on the board. "They finally let you out?" Black whispered, glancing over at me with his eyebrows raised. "You say it like I'm diseased or something." He frowned, the look of discomfort obvious among his facial features.
"You know thats not what I meant." He shifted in his seat, before looking back towards the front of the room. "You were just really sick, you had as all worried." I had to snort with laughter at that point. "You worried? Please, don't make me laugh." I said through my teeth, trying to contain that laughter that wanted to escape so badly.
His eyes narrowed as he glared at me, "You don't have to be a bitch about it." With that said, he got up from his seat, and grabbed a hall pass from the Professors desk. I sighed, and hung my head. Maybe I shouldn't have been so cold hearted towards him, he did visit me in the hospital, he even gave me a birthday gift (which still sat unwrapped in my trunk).
I got up myself, before taking the last hall pass and disappearing out the door. I wonder where he could have went...
- - -
He never came back, but his stuff was retrieved by a foul looking James. I couldn't even look at him, as I gathered my own stuff, and walked out of the classroom. I didn't need him to remind me of the guilt that had already sunk deep. As I made my way to Charms, praying to god maybe he forgot I sat behind him.
Like that will happen.
I reminded myself, as I entered the half full classroom. I took the seat, I remembered as my own, and let my head fall down onto the desk in front. I listened to the chatter of the students, the footsteps of the new arrivals, and the scratching of quills, as they scrambled across the page to finish their homework in time.
I took notes, I tried to pay attention, and in the end I felt as dead as I had arrived. No pun intended either. Lunch had arrived, but I didn't bother to go down with the rest of my classmates. Instead I made my way back to the Gryffindor common room, walking as fast as I could, but not fast enough to grab the attention of the surrounding.
As I passed Sky in the hallway, I managed to grab her hand, and drag her towards the common room. With a quick squeak of the password, I dragged her through the room, and up the staircase. Not even noticing the questioning, yet hateful glare of the person who had caused this to form.
"Harmony Meadows, you tell me this instance what this is about." I stopped, and began to thoroughly examine the room for any potential listeners. When decided there was none, I stopped short, and let myself relax.
"Sky.. I'm not sure what to do.."
I could tell by the condused look on her face, she wasn't quite sure what to do either. "I hate him, I always did... but why does he have to be so nice to me now? Does he feel obligated or something, now that he knows? I don't get it, we get along, and then we don't. And everytime I say something, he seems to take it deeper than what I meant.. he always is walking away. I just don't understand whats going on. Why can't I just go back to hating him?"
"Maybe you like him more than you think." I scowled at her, my eyes flickering unconciously. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I growled out. She rolled her eyes and patted my head lightly, "Down kitty, and just think about it. If you truly hated him, it wouldn't bother you so much, and make you feel so guilty."
I sighed, and took a deep breath. I hate it when Sky made good points. "Maybe you should just give Sirius a chance."
And I hate it how your best friends know everything without words spoken.
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The rest of the day just dragged on. I could hardly even think, let alone pay attention to class. And the thoughts that entered my mind, were the unwanted bunch, I thought I had pushed aside. I mentally slapped the mere thought, of me even caring about what he thinks. Who cares if he showed some type of humanity, but who doesn't when the other person is ill?
You wouldn't hex a person who's already coughing up blood, now would you?
Thats what I thought.
I chewed lightly on my lip, not hard enough to break the skin, as I walked into the common room. The only weird thing was, it was almost oddly silent. Sure, it was quite populated, but a certain loud group, and a certain loud person, was missing.
Confusion etched my facial features, as I moved around the amount of people towards the girls staircase. Maybe Sky is up here, I told myself as my feet carried my body up the stairs. After soon discovering, most to my disappointment, that Skylar hadn't migrated to our room, I made my way back down the spiral stairs, and fought my way out of the Gryffindor household.
With little thought, I made my way towards the Great Hall to check their first. If not theres always the Divination classroom. But instead of what I wanted to find, I found the next best thing.
"Harmony? I haven't seen you in so long." Angie gasped, her arm looping with mine. She steered me off in the opposite direction, heading towards the library. "Yeah, its been like a century." I never believed us as close, and it was normal for Angie to be with her Hufflepuff friends during the school year. "You look different, your more slim. And your cheekbones... wow. What spell did you use? You must tell me."
I rolled my eyes, and pulled to a stop, unhooking my arm from hers. "One, I haven't changed, I'm still the same. Its just been a while, giving you the illusion that I look different. And two, if I knew a spell for beauty that you didn't ... It would be the apocolypse. Fifty for a twenty, sort of like." I probably should've realised she wouldn't understand what I meant, even if it slapped her across the face.
"I never understood your.. metaphors or whatever. I was wondering if you had seen Sirius. I was going to go look for him myself, but instead I came across you, and I was thinking. 'Hey, theres Harmony, she'll know where he is!' But by the look on your face, I'm guessing you have no idea. And you were looking for him yourself?"
"I was looking for Sky actually-" She waved her hand in dismay. "I saw her with Lupin, they were heading towards dinner. Are you sure you haven't?" I shook my head. "Hmm. Hes a hard one to track down, I wanted to confirm this weekend with him. We're supposed to go on a 'date'," By her giggle at this word, I could tell it meant something a bit more than a standard date.
But I could also feel something twinge in me, a small shiver running down my spine. My fingers twitched, drumming lightly against my leg.
"I have to go."
Authors Note: Numero eight, mon amies. Sorry about the wait. Forgive me? And tell me what you think? Thanks babes x3