This chapter is dedicated to Kelsie, who has given some good advice and ideas, thanks
Hey! sorry i havent uploaded in a while, it kept being rejected :/ anyway here is chapter 5 of My life, MY story.
By the way, this chapter's Rose Weasley's POV.
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I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, trying to catch up with all the ancient runes homework I had been set, when a doe patronus had bounded in . It stared at me, with Keeley’s eyes, I noticed they were full of tears.
I had never realised that a patronus has the same eyes as the caster!
The doe lolloped forward, then paused and turned round to look at me. As if it wanted me to follow.
“Fine!” I told it, gathering up all my work with a simple spell then throwing my bag over my shoulder.
I took a step forward, then thought I’d better be prepared for whatever Keeley had in store. So I ran up the stairs two at a time, grabbed a couple of chocolate frogs, which I hastily threw in my bag, and Keeley’s cat Charles off her bed, whom I slung over my shoulder, even though I’m allergic to cats.
Back in the common room, the doe was waiting, tapping one of its cloven hooves impatiently. When it saw me, it took off out of the portrait hole.
Lugging my bag and Charles out of the room, I began to run, trying to keep the doe within my sight.
It led me down corridors, up staircases, down staircases, I thought it was trying to take me on a guided tour of the school! Finally it disappeared into thin air about ten meters in front of me. It upset me for a moment that it had gone, but the graceful way the doe had had broken up into lots of small silvery dots, which floated away, then disappeared was beautiful. Kind of like butterflies heading towards the sun.
I slowed down to a walk and hesitantly walked forward.
Then I saw Keeley. She was sat hunched up, by the stained glass window of a knight being killed by a wizard,
I dropped my bag and Charles, then crouched down so I was at the same level.
“Keeley?” I asked
She looked up at me then began to cry more.
“hey, hey, don’t cry. My face isn’t that disgusting!” I joked trying to make her smile
It worked. She gave a pathetic chuckle, which resulted in violent hiccups.
Remembering that I had brought chocolate, I accio-ed the chocolate frogs, then unwrapped one.
I handed it to Keeley but she shook her head.
“I‘m not asking you to eat it… I‘m TELLING you to eat it.” I told her forcefully.
Rolling her puffy eyes at me, she took the frog, then ate it. Once it was gone, the crying had stopped.
“Ok, so explain, because you look terrible!” I said, handing her Charles. I had to admit, she didn’t look her best. Her normally clear complexion was blotchy and her eyes were puffy and blood shot. Something was defiantly wrong.
“I went back to Al‘s room….because I was fixing him up; Carna had broken loads of his teeth when she punched him. And he…..he kissed me.” She paused.
“He kissed you ?!” I whispered in a happy shock.
“yes and everything was going really well…”
“what do you mean really well?” I interrupted, determined to be told everything.
Keeley blushed “well we were kind of… embracing on his bed.”
Embracing? Since when does anyone use the word embracing I thought. “Ok. continue” I instructed calmly.
“And…..and then Scorpius walked in on us and said something like ‘oh well done, I see the knight in shining amour finally gets his prize’” Keeley mimicked Scopius her voice taking on an idiotic tone.
“right…” I prompted
She looked at me like I was missing something important. “He thought I was repaying Al by sleeping with him! And then when I asked Al if he thought that too he didn’t even deny it!” Her voice rose several octaves towards the end of what she was saying.
“oh” I managed to say, thinking everything over as quickly as I could.
Tears refilled Keeley’s eyes and I shoved the other chocolate frog into her mouth. Whole. She gave me a death stare then began to eat the chocolate, giving me time to think.
“um….I think….we ought to….just ignore Al for the moment.” It was the best I could come up with.
She sighed but agreed. I stood up then helped Keeley up. I grabbed my bag and we walked back to the Gryffindor common room, with Charles in tow.
I then wondered if Keeley had purposely chosen to sit under that window. If not, it was ironic, because the knight in the glass had black raven hair.
That night after I was positive Keeley was asleep, I went to the Slytherin dorms.
Nobody should be able to get into other house’s dorms, but thanks to Al telling the password to Keeley, which she let slip, I got in easily.
It was horrible. There were skulls lining the walls and a eerie green light which filtered in from behind them. From the damp chill of the place, I assumed I was under the black lake. And for once I was extremely glad I wasn’t in Slytherin.
Then all the nastiness dissolved into the normal feel of a common room. I looked around and it wasn’t dissimilar to Gryffindor’s room. There were black leather chairs, with green and silver drapes, chess boards, bookcases, the lot. The only difference was the decoration and colour.
It was then, when I realised the major flaw in my plan. I didn’t know where the boys dorm was. I looked around hopefully for a sign. But found none.
I then noticed what could be two possible entrances to the Slytherin’s rooms. One of the possibilities was a glass tank which contained a small metal door and algae filled water. To anyone else it would probably just look like a very neglected tank, which once had contained fish, but they had died when the neglect got worse. But I could tell it was a portal to somewhere.
The second option was a bookcase which had a hidden leaver. This option was slightly more likely as the first possibility had a creepy air to it.
Just as I took off towards the bookcase, it opened and the very boy I had come to see walked out and into the room.
He saw me and opened his mouth in shock. I returned his shock, completely in awe that I was so lucky.
Then I remembered the reason I was there.
I stormed forward, the anger building up in me and brought my hand across his face as a slap. He stumbled back in shock holding his face.
I looked at him and whispered furiously “How DARE you hurt her like you did.”
He knew who ‘her’ was, because some shame clouded over his expression.
“I didn’t mean to” He explained lamely, sounding a little depressed.
“DIDN’T MEAN TO?! She’s broken!” I spat venomously, grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him forward.
I pulled out the locket on a chain from around my neck and made the chain longer with a spell, then threw it over Albus. He looked like he was going to complain, but with my wand, I tightened the chain so that his arms were pinned to his sides. He looked panicked.
I pulled a memory out of my head then placed it in my open locket.
I had magically transformed my locket into a small pensieve, so when you placed a memory in it, it would allow anyone within the chain to view that memory as if they had gone back in time and experienced it themselves.
The locket snapped shut and began to whistle and vibrate. Then there was a pop and a burst of bright light exploded out of the locket, covering the Slytherin dorm in, what looked like, silver paint. The paint ran down the walls and began creeping along the carpet towards us. Once the paint covered everything, the room began to spin around us, as if we were at the centre.
Albus sent me a panic-stricken look but I stared back calmly. Everything was going as planned.
The spinning slowed down and we were no longer in the dorm, but in one of the many corridors in Hogwarts castle. Details began to appear from the smog swirling around in front of us. Once the mist had disappeared, I removed the chain from around Al and took in the scene.
A silver patronus doe was running towards us. It dissolved, and it wasn’t any less fascinating than the last time I had seen it. I spun around and saw my best friend curled up against the window. Al turned around slowly to see Keeley, in tears, on the floor. He knelt down and tried to remove the hair obscuring her face.
His hand went straight through her, but his eyes widened in shock. He yanked his hand away and faced me, shaking.
“what?” I asked him slightly annoyed he wasn’t crying for Keeley to forgive him.
“I…..I can hear what she’s thinking and……and I felt, what she was feeling” He stuttered.
I looked at him, confused. I never thought this could happen. From what I had read, Dumbledore’s pensive didn’t do anything like that.
For proof I put my hand on Keeley’s arm. It went through, and I could feel her pain, and it sent tears to my eyes. I was about to remove my hand, but I could hear something in my head.
Why? Why doesn’t he like me? How can I keep up with all my work? Where is my mum? Will my dad every wake up?
At that moment I really felt for Keeley. She had so many unanswered questions. I took my hand back and shook my head trying to dislodge the tears from my eyes.
Albus yanked me up, looking slightly deranged. “How long has her dad been……in St Mungo‘s?” He blurted.
His question took me off guard. “erm…. It has to coming close to 3 months now.” I admitted truthfully, shocked that he didn’t know.
He took in the information then screwed up his face in concentration, calculating something.
“I want to go back. Now” Albus said in a deadly monotoned voice.
Agreeing I put the chain back over him and removed the memory.
The locket started humming again and everything that had happened before, happened again- but in reverse.
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