Truth be told
Later that night Cloey had asked Damon about accompanying her to the party. He agreed to go.
The rest of the week Cloey focused on her classes. She didn't feel that much stress, in tell Friday. Every bone in her body was telling her that Saturday night is not going to go good. Which made her on edge the whole day, plus half of Saturday.
Pansy and Blaise confirmed that Draco was acting strange. They confronted Cloey with an odd story. "Cloey you got to do something." "It's happened before." "Draco is going to flip soon." "There might not be anything we can do." "Professor Snape barley got him to calm down and forget about it." "It was horrible." "He's going to tell him how he really feels." "Cloey you've got to do something."
The problem was, Cloey didn't know what she was suppose to prevent. Blaise and Pansy wouldn't tell her anything else. Whenever she'd ask, all they would tell her was that it is going to be bad. After that though they never bothered Cloey with it again so she just put it to the back of her head.
Severus seemed stressed out and passing out more detentions and taking away more points from houses then usual. Cloey didn't notice, but just about every student's did.
Soon Saturday came and Cloey was still on edge.
There were no classes that seemed to make it worse.
Cloey sat at the head table for breakfast. Not tutching her food and eyes shut tight. Severus was eating and writing something of a potion.
"Cloey." Dumbledore's voice came to Cloey.
Cloey jumped.
"Oh, hello headmaster." Cloey said.
"Hello. The party is today, is not?" Dumbledore asked.
There was snap. Severus broke his quill.
"Yes sir." Cloey said.
"Who are we taking then?"
"Damon Seth."
"Ah, a fine young fellow."
Cloey remembered something Severus said when he stopped into talk to her.
"Dumbledore is going to be a bit upset about you taking Seth. He won't show it. He will stick up for him." Severus said.
"Why?" Cloey asked.
"Because Seth has had a dangerous past. Everyone holds it agenst him, that know about it. But like always Dumbledore took him in with worm welcome. Even he looks at Seth like everyone else. Deep down he fears the worst."
"You don't treat him that way and neither dose Lucifer and I know he knows. What dose Dumbledore fear?"
"I can't tell you. I do treat Seth like everyone else, but more as a student."
Cloey was wondering what it could be so dangerous, but notice the look in Dumbledore's eyes that told her that he did not like the idea of Cloey taking Damon. But like Severus said he was sticking up with for him.
"Well I hope you two have a lovely time." Dumbledore said walking away.
"Thank you sir." Cloey said.
After breakfast Cloey spent the day by the lake resting agenst a tree. She was still paranoid, but she could feel herself calming down, in tell someone came.
Luna and Neville took seat on both sides of Cloey.
"Sense when do you two hang around each other?" Cloey asked.
"Sense Luna helped me with plant and then forced me to come down here. I don't mind though." Neville said.
"Cloey this boy here is extremely nice. You should see him with plants, he's amazing." Luna said.
Neville went red as can be.
"Well anyways Neville tells me your going to a party." Luna said.
"Yes I am." Cloey said.
"Oh parties are wonderful. I suspect it's a casual party. Especially sense it's held by the ministry." Luna said.
Cloey didn't say anything.
"You know Nargles love parties? They love to try and ruin it." Luna said.
"Nargles do?" Cloey asked.
"Oh yes. One minute everything can be going fine, but don't ever turn your back on one, they'll completely ruin it." Luna said.
Cloey looked confused.
"Don't take it the wrong way. It's rare for them to ever actually ruin a party."
"A lot of things are rare for me Luna."
"Yes you are the special one no doubt. You know though there's always good in everything. Even You-Know-Who. Something can go completely wrong, but there can also be good out of it."
Luna looked out at the water to let the words sink in.
"There's no good in me." Neville said.
"What are you talking about, Neville?" Cloey asked.
"I always end up doing something wrong." Neville said.
"Yes, but that what makes you, you." Cloey reassured.
"I have total bad luck. My own Grandmother doesn't even want me."
"Neville I stand by what I said. There's good every one. You'll find what special about you some day." Luna said.
"I already know one thing. He has a heart of gold." Cloey said with a smile.
Neville went slightly pink.
"Yes that is true." Luna said.
Later at lunch, Cloey felt better then she had all day. She was starting to see how frustrated Severus was. At lunch he wasn't eating, he was reading the book Cloey gave him for Christmas.
"Severus." Cloey said.
Severus didn't answer.
"Hey Severus talk too me." Cloey damned.
Severus apparently wasn't listening.
Cloey took the book right out of his hands and got up.
"Hey Cloey give it back." Severus said standing up as well.
Cloey started walking away.
"Cloey." Severus said.
Cloey wasn't listening she was reading.
Age 16 girls normally have their mind set on boys. They have it sense the age of 15 to the age 17. That's one of there biggest worries. Other things they are worried about is how they come out to others. They may look like there caught up in studies, but they don't, they seem to have it all figured out and try and impress boys that they find attractive.
Cloey skipped down.
16-year-old girls hormones level.
"Cloey please give me back my book." Severus said.
Cloey didn't seem to hear him. Severus tried taking the book, but every time he tried, Cloey moved to the side. Neither of the two realized that the entire great hall was watching.
"Cloey please don't make me use magic on you." Severus pleaded. "And you know you can't use it."
Cloey said nothing. Just moved along.
"Damnit Cloey that's my book. Why do you want to read it anyways? All it has in there is how kids ages 11 to 18 think and there…" Severus was cut off.
Cloey had one hand on Severus's mouth.
"You really want people to know what's in this book?" Cloey asked.
Cloey removed her hand.
"What dose it matter. It's not like it's going to hurt?
"Severus the kids will wonder why you are reading it and you know perfectly well it has to with them. I'm sure you don't want them to know why." Cloey said.
"Okay I don't, now can I have my book back?" Severus asked.
Cloey just started walking and reading.
Damn, what's she playing at? The page I was reading, could she figure out why I was reading it? Damn it. Severus thought.
Then Severus thought of something.
"Miss Lovegood would you come here?" Severus asked.
Luna did as she was told.
Severus knew that no matter how low they talked, Cloey would hear them.
"Find out why Cloey wont give me my book." Severus whispered.
"Okay." Luna said. Luna walked over to Cloey.
"Hi Cloey." Luna said.
"Hello Luna." Cloey said.
They were talking loud enough so that the people around could hear.
"Do you know the entire great hall is watching yours and Professor Snape's fight?" Luna asked.
"It's not a fight. I'm trying to get Severus upset enough to tell me what's wrong." Cloey said.
"Well it looks like it's going good. Professor Snape is getting more frustrated, then normal. Especially after this week." Luna said.
"What do you mean?" Cloey asked.
"Well Thursday morning is when I first noticed it. He's been acting very frustrated." Luna said.
"I wonder why." Cloey said.
"I'm not sure. Maybe you should ask him." Luna said.
"Like he'll answer." Cloey said.
Cloey bent down and whispered in Luna's ear. "This book tells about kids ages 11-18's mind. What they think, what their hormone level is, and other secret stuff like that."
"Why would he want to read it?" Luna asked.
"To figure out what's going through your kids heads. It's like he wasn't even one." Cloey whispered. She saw Luna's smile grow bigger.
"Well he was more a child then I am." Cloey said.
"But no matter what you are still a kid." Luna said.
"Your right. Are you done eating?"
"No."
"Well you should finish."
"Okay, good luck."
"Thanks."
Cloey started walking and reading again.
Severus moaned.
"Miss Lovegood what did she say?" Severus asked.
"You mean you weren't listening?" Luna asked.
"No."
"Oh well we were talking pretty loud."
"Just tell me what she said."
"She wants to know why you're so frustrated."
"Why doesn't she just ask?"
"If she asked would you tell her the full and honest truth?"
"Um…"
"That's why."
Severus moaned again and chased after Cloey.
"Cloey please give me back my book." Severus pleaded.
Cloey said nothing.
"Look I'm worried okay." Severus lied.
"About what?" Cloey asked not looking up from the book.
"A…" Severus took Cloey and whispered in her ear. "About you going to the party with Seth." lied again.
"Really?" Cloey asked.
"Well yeah partly. I told you that I treat him like everyone else. I know he will never hurt you, but that doesn't stop me from being worried." Severus said.
Cloey smiled, "Okay you can have your book back, but when I talk to you, listen to me." Cloey said.
"Yeah, yea." Severus said reading again.
Cloey shook her head.
The rest of the day went by smoothly.
Time for the party approached.
Cloey sat on the step of the great hall cursing.
Stupid bet. This could go a whole lot easier if it wasn't for that bet. Cloey thought.
"Stupid bet." Cloey said.
"What bet?" Damon asked coming out of nowhere.
"Just a bet I got into. We have to take the night bus. I can't use magic in less it's necessary." Cloey said.
"Isn't this necessary?"
"No, Severus said it isn't. Come on we better get out there and wait. I can't sense when they're coming with out magic."
"Okay."
They walked down to gates.
"So is this party for anything special?" Damon asked.
"No, not that I know of at least." Cloey said.
Just as they reached the gate, the night bus appeared.
Stan stepped out.
"Welc…" Stan was cut off.
"Wow quick timing, Stan." Cloey said.
"Yes, well, in you go." Stan said.
They were there in no time flat.
They walked in.
"Oh Lucifer was wondering were everyone is tonight?" Damon asked.
"At one of Harry's meeting." Cloey said.
"Wow, that's a popular club."
"Tell me about it." Cloey tried not to groan.
"Cloey." said a voice. Cloey and Damon turned around to see Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.
"Lucius, Narcissa." Cloey said smiling.
But the two weren't looking at Cloey anymore, they were looking at Damon.
"Mr. Damon Seth, I presume." Narcissa said.
"Yes." Damon said.
"Friend in school, Cloey." Lucius asked not taking his eyes off Damon.
"Yeah. He's in Slytherin with Draco." Cloey said.
"Wouldn't expect anything less." Narcissa said.
"Cloey." Lucius said now taking his full attention to Cloey. "Later I need to speak to you."
"Okay."
Narcissa and Lucius left.
Just as they left there Cloey felt a tap on her shoulder. Both teens turned to see Arthur and Molly Weasley.
"Mr. And Mrs. Weasley." Cloey greeted.
"Hello Cloey. Yes the Minister mentioned you might be here." Arthur said.
"Cloey how have you been?" Molly asked.
"Fine, thank you." Cloey said.
"Good." Molly said.
"How are the kids doing? Staying out of trouble?" Arthur asked.
Cloey bit back on her lip.
"As we suspected."
"There not in too much trouble are they dear?" Molly asked.
Cloey shook her head.
"Good. Now who is this fine young gentleman?"
"Damon Seth, am I right?" Arthur asked.
"Yes sir." Damon said.
Neither Weasley's spoke, just looked at Damon.
Cloey was getting a bit irritated; she wanted to know what the big secret was.
"Cloey I presume you know what you are doing?" Arthur asked.
"Yes." Cloey said unsure of herself.
"Good. We will be seeing you." Arthur said.
"Bye Cloey, see you at Christmas holidays, tell the kids we says hi." Molly said leaving.
"I'll do that Molly." Cloey said.
People around them were staring just as the people who had greeted Cloey and Damon.
"Cloey you made it and who have you br…" the minister stopped dead.
Deloris Umberage was beside the minister.
"You brought Damon Seth." Umberage said, farcically.
What the heck is the dang problem? Cloey thought.
"Yes. He's a good friend of mine."
"Cloey do you know who he is?" The minister asked.
"Yes."
"So you know his past and crewel he was."
Cloey was confused, but that was the later thought.
"Damon I hate to leave you, but I really have to use the bathroom." Cloey said.
"What are you still doing here then?" Damon asked.
"But."
"Go."
Cloey did as she was told.
She came back feeling better.
There was a crowd of people now. Nope that wasn't the case. Aurors were together and it look like they were arresting someone.
Cloey came over to see, too much of her surprise, it was Damon.
"What the hell is going on here?" Cloey asked.
"Cloey." The minister said.
Everyone froze.
"Kingsley what is going on here?" Cloey asked.
"The Minister has order us to take this boy away." Kingsley said.
"Exactly. Now why would you do that Minister?"
"Cloey you know his past, it is for the best."
"Okay maybe I don't exactly know his past. Someone kindly fill me in?" Cloey asked.
At that Cloey was pulled into the crowd. Lucius Malfoy was holding her close to him.
"Cloey before he got his Hagworts letter his father killed his mother." Lucius whispered in Cloey's ear.
"I know that."
"But what I'm guessing what you don't know is before his father killed her, Damon used the cruciatus curse on his mother." Cloey's eyes were wide. "His father was demanding for the last time to get his wife to join Voldamort. Once she wouldn't and still under the torture curse, he used the killing curse on her."
Cloey took a moment to let the information she was giving to register in her brain.
Then everything starter making sense to her.
"Okay so now I know, that still doesn't explain why they're taking him away."
Lucius let go of Cloey and shrugged.
The Aurors were leaving with Damon.
"Hey where do you think your going?"
The Aurors stopped and faced a mad Cloey.
"Cloey let them be." The minister said.
"Yes Cloey he deserves to be punished." Umberage said.
Cloey's mind was racing.
"He's a kid."
"He used an unforgivable."
"Yeah like five years ago. Why the change now?"
"We were wrongly informed then. We know the truth. We were told that his mother was a death eater and was forcing his father to be one as well and Damon was protecting his father by using the torture curse on his mother and his father killed her. We didn't think it was right to send a boy to Azkaban and for protecting his father. That is not what happened though. His father was the death eater and was trying to get his mother to join. The child is a death eater." Umberage explained.
"No he's not."
"And how do you know this?"
"Well for starters I hang around Voldamort and know some of his presses secrets."
"You couldn't have, you were two years old when he died." The minister said.
"Even then I was with him, or at least I was. And well you know what forget you don't believe he's back so why am I explaining it to you."
"Lets say he is back." an Auror said. "Why do you hang around with him and know so many secrets?"
"Because I have two close friends that are death eaters. The secrets are because I hold to my word. Now lets get back to this. He is a kid, now let him go."
"I don't think so Cloey. See while you are the special one. What make you think you have power over us?" Umberage asked. "Even ask the minister. He will not stand for you taking charge. Right Cornelius?"
"Sorry my dear, but she is the special one. Cloey I'm sorry we can't let him go."
At that moment Damon got lose from the Aurors.
This time Dementors came and surrounded Damon. Damon could feel the sadness already. Cloey even felt some of it. Cloey's first thought came to Barty. That was it. The minister had no right with Barty and has no right with Damon.
Sorry Severus. Cloey thought taking out her wings.
Cloey stepped between the Dementors and stood in front of Damon.
"I think your best off going back to Azkaban." Cloey said.
The Dementors obeyed.
"What? Where are you going?" Umberage asked.
"Deloris my dear, Cloey is special one. It is a trait that she can control Dementors most better than anyone." The minister said.
"Damon." Cloey said.
Damon collapsed and Cloey caught him, gently making him sit on the floor.
"Don't worry were leaving." Cloey whispered.
Cloey then stood up.
"Minister I have let it slide that you were responsible for my husbands death, something I should have never done. Then you do what ever the heck you are doing to Dumbledore and Harry. In the end you do this. He's a fifteen-year-old kid. I'm threw with you." Cloey said.
"No wait Cloey I can explain." The minister pleaded.
"Don't bother." Cloey said leaning down and putting her hands on Damon and apperating.
