ubMy Father Is My Savior Chapter Nine
Telling The Truth/u/b
The next morning was a hard one, as I had stayed up until one in the morning. Slowly I showered, dressed, and joined Melinda walking down to the Great Hall. When we sat at the table, we sadly had to sit near Malfoy and his cronies. I heard Pansy Parkinson crackle with laughter, and they all stared at me.
"Hmmm, I wonder what there talking about, don't you?" I said sarcastically to Melinda.
She gave a short laugh reaching for the pumpkin juice. "Definitely not about you," she replied smiling.
I laughed too, and reached for toast. I stared across the hall and at the Gryffindor table. Last night I had realized how close Harry Potter was to Sirius, and I wondered if there was any way of me saying something to him.
"What are you staring at?" Melinda asked looking behind her. "Not that Potter boy, I hope."
I shook my head, and looked at my plate. "I was just staring off into space."
She smirked slightly. "I never noticed, but Muggles really do have weird things to say." Melinda mumbled, and when she looked at her food I stole another glance at Harry Potter who sat talking to his friends.
Melinda and I walked slowly to Care ff Magical creature's finding it a very boring class. "I don't want to see what he has in store for us this year, compared to the last." Melinda grumbled.
I shrugged. "I saw him dragging out large wooden crates this morning, if that's any guess." I told her.
She rolled her eyes. "Well obliviously it's something dangerous, knowing Professor Hagrid." She commented when we joined the group of Slytherins and Gryffindor's who were all fighting to see what was inside the crates.
"…I thought we'd make a bit of a project out of it!" Hagrid said.
"Why would we want to raise them?" Drawled Malfoy coming through the middle of the crowd.
Professor Hagrid stared at Malfoy as though he were asking a stupid question, and Malfoy continued.
"I mean what do they do?" he asked. "What's the point of them?"
I glared at Malfoy's back annoyed that he would be so cruel. As much as I disliked the class, I hated watching him make a joke at the teacher's expense. His arrogance annoyed me to no end.
"That's next lesson, Malfoy. You're just feeding them today. Now, you'll want to try them on a few different things –I've never had them before, not sure what they'll go for –I got ant eggs and frog livers and a bit of grass-snake –just try them out with a bit of each." Professor Hagrid explained.
Melinda and I shared an annoyed look, not wanting to even go near the foods he had chosen, and joined the hesitant group and taking our crates.
"What are they even called?" Melinda asked looking down at one dropping some of the grass-snake into the container.
"Beats me, we were late." I said, and looked around. Many people were dropping the various foods into the crates, and watched a Gryffindor boy yell out when one the creature's end blew up.
I looked at ours, and threw a handful of gross frog liver. This definitely not my idea of fun, and I wished the class would go by quickly. I ignored Malfoy's comments on the animals, and silently wished that one of them would blow up in his face, and be sent to the Hospital wing. When the bell finally went in the distance, Melinda and I happily walked away from class, and walked back to the school.
"Is he insane? Why would you get those things? There not even cool looking," Melinda exclaimed when we sat down for lunch. I shrugged, not feeling really talkative.
"He's always had a weird idea about fun, I guess." I said. I couldn't really think. I was hoping to see some sign of my father anywhere, and yet there was none. I wished he would write to me, but I didn't know if he would or not.
Melinda looked at me worried. "Is something wrong?" she asked concerned. She really wasn't like most Slytherins. Then again, neither was I.
I shook my head. "I'm just thinking." I said and started to eat.
Melinda continued to look at me. "About what?" she asked.
I shook my head. "Nothing important, leave me alone." I said softly, and she gave up and started to eat also.
I stared through the high glass windows, seeing the mountains in the distanced made no comfort to me. It just made me want to be there even more, even with Melinda's new found 'friendship'. I barely ate, and when the bell went for us to start going to class, I followed her in a daze.
