Chapter 4
Once the news had been thrown into the open, and I had been released from my place at the front of everyone, I was told that I can roam the houses as I liked, and was not obligated to any of them. But since I did not know anyone from the school, I simply sat with Harry, and ate with him and his new friend. Once dinner was finished, I was led by Harry to the Gryffindor dorms, and I was brought in with everyone. The sixth year showed us around, finding every excuse to help me along the way, like holding open a door for me, or taking my arm to lead me away from a chair I could have stubbed my toe on, or answered my questions immediately when I asked them. It was rather awkward, but I smiled at every sweet thing he did, making him blush a bright red. "Where shall I be staying?" I asked, and he replied "I do not know. But you can stay in the Gryffindor girl's dorms if you like." Inclining my head at him, I followed the other girls up the stairs. I unpacked my few things, and went back downstairs again. Looking around, I searched for Harry, wanting to sing him to sleep. Following the voices, I went up the stairs again, and went towards the boy's dorm. Finally hearing his familiar voice, I knocked on the door, and waited for a response.
Quickly the door opened, and Harry stood there, with a smile on his face. "Melody!" he said, and opened the door wider for me to enter. I stepped inside, and smiled at Ron, who was sitting on what I assumed, was his bed. "Get comfortable." I instructed them, and when they were, I began. The words slid easily from my mouth, in a soft and comforting way, lulling those listening asleep. I could see Harry's and Ron's eyes start to droop, and soon they were snoring peacefully. Getting up quietly, I tip-toed out of the room, closing the door behind me softly. Turning around, I nearly screamed when I saw someone behind me. "Headmaster!" I exclaimed softly, "You scared me!" raising a large bushy white eyebrow, he asked "And what may I ask are you doing in the boys dorms?" blushing a bit, I said "I was looking for Harry, to sing him to sleep as usual. Where we were before, I used to do that every night. But I promise I'll stop coming here if it is too inappropriate. I apologise." Smiling softly, the ancient, but wise headmaster said "Its fine. It gets the more rowdy boys to sleep much faster thanks to you." I laughed, and curtsying, I said "thank you. I have to keep an eye on Harry all day tomorrow, so I better go to bed. Good night."
"Good night." The headmaster responded, and I walked off to the girls dorms. Lying on my back, I stared up at the ceiling, and closed my eyes. I had my own room to myself, but was kind of lonely. You get used to having other people with you after two years of sharing a bed with someone else. I woke up rather early the next day, and I got ready quickly. Having a shower, I got dressed in a nice dress in my usual colour, black, and brushed my hair that reached the small of my back. As soon as I got all the tangles out, I put the brush down, and tip-toed downstairs. In the common room, no-one was awake yet, so I made my way outside. Breathing in the fresh air, it was still slightly chilly, but it was summer, so I could survive without a cloak. Walking around for a little bit, I saw a patch of flowers, and rushed over to them. Gently lifting one of the bright yellow petals, I plucked a banquet of them, and went back inside. It was so nice out, and I couldn't resist the cliché urge to sing. Opening my mouth, I let out one high, pure note, and held it. Then I continued with a happy cheerful tune, while walking towards the door.
When I reached the series of halls that led to the dining room, I kept singing. I curtsied to the different ghosts that passed by me, and opened the door to the dining room. When I entered, I blushed at all the people staring at me. Making my way around the people passing by me, I saw two familiar red heads sitting at the Gryffindor table. Walking over to them, I leaned over in between them, and smiled. "Fred and George correct?" I said, and they responded "Yeah." "May I sit here?" they nodded, and I sat between them. People around us started talking excitedly, and whispering, but I ignored them. "Thank you, by the way." I said quietly to them. "For, you know, helping me with those boys." I brushed my hair back from my face, and Fred noticed my arm. Taking it gently, he brushed his fingers over the large bruise that had formed there. "That guy sure had a grip. Are you okay?" he asked, and blushing, I said "Yes." I wasn't used to someone being worried about me. It was usually me doing the worrying. Gracefully reaching forward, I put some food onto my plate, and started to eat daintily. The twins told me some jokes, and explained how some things at Hogwarts worked.
They made me laugh a lot, and I really liked them because of that. The place Harry and I were at before never made me happy, and I never laughed, only occasionally with Harry. When we were finished eating, I stood up, and kissing both their cheeks, I said "Thanks." Before walking off. I knew that they didn't have any clue to what they did to deserve this reward, but they were both blushing bright red, and were soon surrounded by plenty of Gryffindor boys. "Blimey! How did you manage to get Melody to talk to you? She's only been here for a day, and she's the most sought after female in this school!" Fred and George explained how they met her at the train station, and helped her out with a group of boys that were hurting her. They also told them about the bruise on her arm. Several of the boys listening got angry once they heard of the muggle boys trying to get attention from me. "That's why I dislike Muggles sometimes." One boy said. I was already out of hearing range from them, and making my way towards the spot that Harry and Ron, as well as the girl they had met on the train sat, I hugged Harry from behind.
He stiffened, not knowing who it was, but relaxed when he saw my face, with my head rested on his shoulder. "What classes do you have first?" I asked, and he responded "Potions." I raised an eyebrow, and said "I'll be joining you. I have been led to believe that you do not need wizardry to mix up different ingredients?" Harry nodded slowly, not sure. Shrugging my shoulders, I said "Even if I do need some magic, I can always ask my partner." Hermione nodded at that, and I stood up. "I would prefer to wait as long as possible. I heard he is the meanest teacher in the school!" Ron pointed out, but I ignored this. "Well, let's get going! We're going to be late!" Harry reached out to stop me. "But Melody! We still have ten minutes until we have to leave!" bouncing up and down, I said "But I'm excited! Making potions will be great fun! Remember how I would make up recipes at home? It's basically cooking, only in a cauldron! And with different ingredients." And with that, I brushed my skirt off, and skipped down towards the dining hall doors. But before I could reach them, a boy, who was the same height as Harry, with slicked back blonde hair stood in front of me. Not wanting to be rude, I said "Hello." He smirked at me, and taking my hand, he kissed it. "I am Draco Malfoy, my beautiful lady. And what is the name of the lovely being in front of me?" blushing, I responded "Melody. Just Melody. It was a pleasure meeting you, but I really must be going." Curtsying, I removed my hand from his grip, and continued on towards the doors.
"She so wants me." I heard him say to his goons when I was walking away. Going out into the hallway, I looked around, and realized, I had no way of knowing where to go. Sighing, I looked to my left, and noticed a person walking briskly away from the dining hall. He was tall, and dressed all in black. Going up to him, I said "Excuse me." softly. He turned around, and I looked up into a stern, but Handsome face. "I was wondering how to get to the potions class. Would you be as kind as to direct me the correct way?" I asked in a polite tone. He looked down at me, and said "ah. The Siren girl. I am Severus Snape, the potions teacher. I will lead you to the class. But are you not a bit early? As well as too old?" I smiled up at him, and said "personally, I am excited for this class, seeing as doing any other classes will be near impossible considering I have no wizarding ability's. The only magic I have in me is to sing my enemies away." I laughed slightly.
NO-ONES P.O.V
He was looking at her with astonishment, and slight approval at her quit nature, but it looked like she could be upbeat and outgoing when she wanted to be. Now coming to a stop in front of the Potions class doors, she smiled at him again, and giving a small curtsy, entered the class with a quick thank you. She sat down at a desk in the middle of the classroom, and once sitting, smoothed out her skirt. It wasn't long until other students filled the room. Once the male portion of the class saw that melody was going to be there, their little faces lit up, and they rushed over to sit near her, and they knew they would get to brag about it later to older male students. But before they could, the object of their affections stood up, and said "Hermione?" the bushy haired girl stepped forward, and smiling, Melody held out her hand, and taking Hermione's, she led the girl to sit beside her. Once sitting down, she clasped her hands together, and placed it on her lap.
Sitting straight and facing forward, she was enraptured completely by the teacher talking. He was, indeed talking right now, but not everyone was so interested. About half-way through his beginning speech, Professor Snape cut off, and frowning, said "I believe the headmaster was awaiting some papers that I have not delivered yet." Shooting her hand up ten times faster than anyone else, for almost everyone wanted to do it, to get out of class, he called on her, and she stood up. Walking past the people in her row, she reached out her hand to retrieve the papers. But as soon as her fingers brushed against the skin of Severus's fingertips, she gasped, and dropping all the papers, she went limp and fell sideways. Everyone went into a panic, and was asking a million questions at once. Severus had managed to catch her before she smashed her brains out on the stone floor. Shaking her shoulders, he tried to wake the unconscious girl, but she was unresponsive. Harry was just about to die from a heart attack, when they heard their professor suck in a breath.
Still limp in his arms, Melody's eyes were open, but they were not normal. Not at all. They were glowing a bright white, and had a magical aura around her. Suddenly straightening, she put herself back onto her own feet, and walked in almost a sleepwalking way towards the door, mouths open, but too scared that disturbing her would do something horrible, they followed her, and walked a small distance behind the girl. She walked straight outside, not crashing into anything as she navigated herself through the halls with unnatural direction. Finally reaching the front doors, she pushed through them with no hesitation. They started getting worried though when she kept going for the lake. Some, aka Harry, Ron, and Hermione, tried to run forward and stop her, but the professor blocked their way. "Do not disturb this process." He told them. She kept going, and finally stopped at the edge of a little hill over-looking the lake. Turning back to them, they saw her eyes were still glowing. But a few students were ready to faint when she let herself fall backwards into the water. Everyone heard the splash, and rushed over to the water's edge.
They searched in vain for something resembling a body, but there was nothing. The usually clear water of the lake was too murky to see into. A sudden burst of life made everyone fall backwards, and a splash to their far left, a bit further down the lake, made them whip their heads in that direction. Running over there, they saw the body of an extremely beautiful woman of about eighteen, or nineteen wash ashore. She was face down, and a mess of black hair that reached just under her butt covered her face. Turning her over, Harry let out a squeak of surprise at the familiar face. "Melody?" he asked. But, she was too old to be Melody! How could someone possibly age four years in a minute? This wasn't normal. And Harry had a feeling something horrible was going to happen soon.