"You Are the Moon"
Chapter Five: What happens in the Hallways, doesn't necessarily stay in the Hallways.
You've applied the pressure
To have me crystalized
And you've got the faith
That I could bring paradise
I'll forgive and forget
Before I'm paralyzed
Do I have to keep up the pace
To keep you satisfied
Things have gotten closer to the sun
And I've done things in small doses
So don't think that I'm pushing you away
When you're the one that I've kept closest
You don't move slow
Taking steps in my directions
The sound resounds, echo
Does it lesson your affection
No
You say I'm foolish
For pushing this aside
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Glaciers have melted to the sea
I wish the tide would take me over
I've been down on my knees
And you just keep on getting closer
XX, Crystallized
It had been weeks since the that night when I was supposed to get my answers. I didn't get my answers though and when I realized I wasn't going to I pushed both issues to the back of my mind for the time being.
There were more pressing matters to worry about. Like late at night when I'd wake up in a cold sweat from nightmares I couldn't even remember and how my dark mark had been burning terribly, Draco was right about it hurting most when it moved. I had also quite seriously began to regret receiving the mark, though I would never admit it to anyone.
To top things off, Gryffindor had beaten us in Quiddage tonight. All thanks to to that daft Ronald Weasley. I was walking to the astronomy tower when a hushed sniffling sound interrupted the click clack of my stilettos. I stopped and listened for a moment before continuing.
"Please Harry, go back to the common room and enjoy the celebrations. I'm fine really. Besides I just really want to be alone." So it was Granger who was crying.
"Okay Hermione, but if you need me you know where I'll be." said Potter with a caring and sincere voice. "Thank you Harry. For everything." Granger said to him as I heard his squeaky sneakers make their way down the opposite hall. "Of course Hermione." and then he was gone.
I smirked, this would be fun.
The click clack of my heels resumed and I walked to where Granger sat staring out of the window at the stars. She had charmed birds flying around her.
"What's the matter Granger get a lower grade than Longbottom?" I asked her mockingly. Her head whipped around and she stood to face me.
"NO! Sabralyn I did not! I actually just got my heart stomped on! Though it's none of your stupid blond headed business! Just leave m..." She began in a shout then faltered to a whisper as she fell onto her knees.
I stared at her for a moment and my heart squirmed a bit. What was wrong with me? I felt bad for a mud blood? No I would not let myself act kindly to a mud blood!
I turned to walk away but as I did I looked over my shoulder at her and I was about to say something cruel to reassure myself that I hadn't gone soft when two other people entered the space we occupied.
It was the weasel and that Brown girl. Lavender I believe was her name. She giggled and clutched onto Weasley arm. He looked down at her and gave her a big smooch right in front me! Ew! He looked passed me and made a face. Oh right Granger was behind me. I turned and looked at her as well. She now stood with a look of anger and hurt scribbled all over her face.
"Looks like this room's taken Won Won." Said Brown. Won Won, really? Yuck. She tried to pull him away but he waved slightly at Granger "Hey" he tried.
"Go Away!" she spat and the charmed birds flew at him with impressive speed he barley dodged them when they crashed into the wall right beside his head. He looked at her like she was crazy and then ran from the room after Brown.
I looked incredulously at Granger. She looked at me with wide eyes almost pleading with me to leave her alone and then tears spilled from her like a fountain.
Without realizing what I was doing I quickly walked over to her and grabbed her head and held it to my chest. Her arms automatically encircled my waist. She bawled into my shirt shirt hysterically as if me hugging her had caused her to cry even harder. I gently played with her mane of hair, it was softer then I had expected.
I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was angry at myself for a split second before I decided that tonight I wouldn't be the Princess of Slytherin, tonight I would be an understanding classmate.
She cried for about five minuted strait. When she finally looked up at me she sort of backed away in fear, then looked at the floor in embarrassment.
"Please don't go blabbing to your Slytherin friends about this..." She started but I reached out and placed my hand on her cheek and shook my head at her.
"I won't." I assured her and then turned to leave but she grabbed my wrist. "Thank you Sabralyn. But why?" she asked me.
"Granger I may be cruel but I know when someone needs a friend. Besides I know you don't have any girl friends, even if you did you have too much pride to go to one. Secretly that's something I've always admired about you, you're pride. It equals a Slytherin's. And it's Sabra, you don't need to use my full name." I told her surprising myself, but not as much as I surprised her.
She let go of my wrist and stood there dumbfounded. It was not a common look for her. "Goodnight Granger." I said over my should and I started around the bend in the hallway.
"Please, Hermione. Call me Hermione." She whispered as her composer rejoined her. I stopped mid-step. "Goodnight, Hermione" I said and without giving her another look I click clacked down the hall but before for I was out of earshot she called "Sweet Dreams Sabra."
The next morning I sat in a circle with my friends in the common room. They were all talking smack on random victims in all four houses like I usually would be but this morning I just sat cozied into Draco's side, zoning out.
Until I heard Madelin say "And what about that fifthly mud blood Granger! Her and her big mess of greasy coiled up hair. She walks around likes she owns the place!" There was a murmur of agreement. "Shut your fat mouth Madelin. You're only jealous because she's more intelligent than you could ever dream of being!" I spat venomously. Where did that come from! I asked my self.
There was silence for a few seconds and she stared at me like I had shaved my head. Then Draco stood and Madelin forced an unsure half laugh "Funny, Sabes." I stood as well and grabbed hold tightly of my boyfriends hand. "It was no joke Madelin. Do not speak illly of her in my presence. You've been warned." I heard some gasps and a few whispers as we left the room.
Draco stopped when we emerged from the cold hallways of the dungeons. "Babe?" he asked the unspoken question. I took my hand away from his and lifted myself onto my toes and pecked his cheek. "You never answered my question. Why should I answer yours." when I said it I immediately regretted it because he got a hurt expression. He shook his head and then scowled down at me. I tried to say something but before I got the chance he spun on his heel and proceed to breakfast without me.
I stood there for a long moment. Fuck! I was so confused! I brought my hands up to my unstyled hair and brushed my longs bangs behind my ears. I was about to just skip breakfast and return to my room since it was Saturday and I had no classes scheduled when I heard voices at the top of the stairs I looked up to see Potter and Gra-Hermione walking down. He was cheery looking and saying something along the lines of "what a day great it's going to be", she was nodding obviously not paying any attention, with a casual look on her face trying not to let the fact she'd been crying so hard last night show through.
Then she caught me staring. Great. She gave me a slight smile and I returned it with one of my own and a wave. When they reached the bottom of the stairs she stood there for a second looking at me. Potter kept walking, when he realized Hermione wasn't in stride with him he turned to see her walking right up to me.
"What are you doing?" I asked her a little surprised. She kind of smiled "I know when someone needs a friend." She informed me. We looked a each other awkwardly and then both started to laugh.
We settled down and I smiled at her at which time Potter took it upon himself to interrupt. "Hermione, what are you doing?" He demanded.
"It's alright Harry." She looked at me questioningly before continuing. "Sabra's my friend." She finished causing Potter's eye to pop.
"What? When? How? Why?" He stuttered. Before she could answer him Madelin appeared in the archway of the dungeons with Lacey and Pansy, the three of them laughing about something. They stopped immediately when they saw us.
Madelin's eyes flared. "Sabra have you gone mad? First defending that mud blood blood now associating with her? Her and Potter no less? What's next brunch with the Weasleys?" She said in an outraged tone. I slapped her across her face. Pansy and Lacey gasped.
"I warned you earlier Madelin to keep your mouth shut about Hermione. Do not forget who I am and the status I hold you dumb whore. I know it was you who served as a fuck toy for my bother this summer and I am sure your father would love to hear about how you moan his name every night in your dreams because of it." I warned her.
"You bitch! You're just jealous because you secretly want your own brother! I know how close the two of you are, it's not normal. It's incestuous!" She fired back just as Augie entered into the archway. She lifted her hand to strike me and Augie grabbed her by the hair and wretched her head back to look at him. He towered over her by a good several inches and sneered at her. She got a fearful look on her face and whimpered "Let go..." He leaned down and looked her in the eye.
"Madelin you are a cow of a girl. Not even worth a good fuck and I come up hear to find you insulting my sister and implying things that could ruin her reputation. How dare you. I think the Cruciatus curse should put you in your place" he said in the scariest voice I had ever heard pass through his lips.
What was happening?
"Augie NO!" I said loudly as he pulled his wand from his robes. He looked at me and when he saw my expression he let Madelin go and she and Lacey ran back into the dungeons. The blues of his eyes brightened back to normal and he whispered "I'm sorry Sabra darling." He said using my childhood pet name. Then shook his head and looked from me to Potter and Hermione who's jaws were slack. "What are..Never mind" he said with a curious look in his eyes.
"Parkinson" he held out his arm for Pansy to take and she did. "Later" he questioned. I nodded and they walked passed us without another word.
When had they made up?
"Fairchild, I don't know what is going on here, but thank you for defending Hermione." Potter said to me. "If you'll excuse me." He nodded to Hermione and me and then walked back the grand staircase and began to climb it.
I let out a breath that I hadn't been aware I was holding.
Hermione grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze. "Come on. I want to show you something." She told me before leading me to the double doors leading to the courtyard.
I may have been confused about a lot at the moment but one thing I knew for certain. Hermione was right I did need a friend, and I had a feeling she was just the girl for the job.