Well here is chapter 25. I am telling you now that there will be a sequel! I've already got it planned! The name will be : Universe of Lies, so if you liked this story I encourage you to read it. It will really throw your perceptions of good and evil off balance. Well enjoy this chapter!
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The day came and went and before any of the girls knew it they were standing in the court yard of Hogwarts in front of two dug graves with coffins on either side of them ready to be buried. Evelyn stood emotionless and empty looking.
-EVELYN'S POV-
Here I am attending a funeral not just for one person but two, both of whom were close to me. If I return... I'll have to face another funeral I'm sure. I haven't told the other girl's but my memories from home, from where we came from are back. I'm pretty sure it's because Tom Riddle's diary had my memories from the start before I managed to completely forget everything and when he died they were returned to me. The other two girls haven't said anything about their memories returning and by the way they are acting neither remembers the past. Kassi might have some inclination to go back but I know she won't. According to her memory she really has nothing to go back to. Even if she does know her family and old friends are there, to both of them there is more here for their futures.
This is one of the reasons I need to leave soon, if I don't... I might forget. It's time to stop running from my problems and face them this time, in my world. Everything that's happened here... I'll never be ready to face it, unfortunately for me I've made yet another mistake. I should have just kept my distance from them, like I usually do.
So now I have to leave, tomorrow is a probability. I can't stay a month for fear of losing my memories again, if I forget then I will never return home. It would be too easy to allow Fred to woo and charm me into content.
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Lulu and Kassi stood on either side of Evelyn knowing she'd rather not contend with anyone trying to comfort her. By the look in her eyes she was far off thinking about something. They knew she would return home, back to a place where they couldn't even remember but they would stay. Kassi had decided the night before that she would wait the month till Hermione's wedding and then if everything still wasn't well she would think about returning. Yet if everything did go well...then who was to say what happened after that?
"Family and friends we are here today to honor the lives of two young, gallant men who fought with their lives to protect those they loved. Without these two men we might not be here today." The celebrate started gazing emotionless over the crowd of people huddled in groups against the wind. If one were to be flying on a broom overhead they might describe the ceremony as a sea of black waves moving in the tide.
Continuing on without grief the celebrate, if you wanted to call this a celebration, from the ministry added, " If anyone would like to say a few words I ask them to step forward now, before I move on."
Evelyn's frown deepened as the last bit of attention she had on the funeral slipped away with the words of the ministry imbecile, as if he had something better to do then pray for the dead... for two dead boys who saved the world.
Lulu stepped forward with a smirk on her face and and an angry tinge of red spread across her cheeks. "I would like to convey a message I'm sure both Draco and Oliver would have agreed upon to you, oh Minister from the Ministry of dunderdom." With those brilliant words of irrefutabe disrespect Lulu gladly raised her hand and cleared her throat before a resounding snap rang through the grounds of Hogwarts. "You have somewhere to go I suggest you get before I put more then my hand to use in harming that despicable body of yours."
"I suggest you do what the lady says Mr, she's quiet the firey one." George added in coming up behind Lulu and looking down at the Minister who seemed to think his jaw was broken.
"You wench! You'll pay for hitting a Minister and threatening one!" The 'celebrate' shouted at Lulu who was standing looking very proud of herself at the moment.
"Oh and what will little 'ol you do? Hmmm Mr. Piggy?" Lulu said taunting him as she referred to his pig gut sticking out of his disgusting exterior.
"You little Sl-" The minister started but was stopped with a wand tucked sharply under his chin and a very angry looking George staring him straight in the face.
"You say one more word Mr, and I'll hex you into oblivion or worse... I'll let Hermione try out all the curses, hex's, spells, and potions she's ever learned on you." George said gritting his teeth as Hermione came to stand next to him.
"Right you are George, I've got quiet a few, one I found particularly interesting seemed to split a person in half, breaking their bones and regrowing them and breaking them again, until they went crazy from the pain... or maybe the one where your insides expand and contract at heightens sizes, or perhaps that one, you remember I told you about George, that made you slowly die from sweating blood, while your intestines exited through your-"
"OK! Ok enough! Keep the crazy witch away from me, you here! Your all crazy! I'll have this place...this place shut down! Doloras was right... kids...crazy..." The ministry official mumbled as he stood and walked off in a daze towards the closest apparation point.
"Well then, that took care of him, now it's time we did show our respects, and I did have something to say." Lulu spoke sternly though in the end you could hear it crack slightly. "I only knew Oliver for a short period of time, but in the end it felt as if I had known him for years, perhaps more. He was a determined young man with a gift and passion for quidditch but that wasn't the only thing." Lulu paused a moment before turning away from the crowds to deny them the show of her tears which only belonged to one person that day, and he was there in front of her in a coffin which was to be buried beneath the ground...
"No matter how many time's he was turned away or disheartened by a goal he kept at it, he was stubborn in a way, a good way... though always foolish and running in to things head first like he had to live up to his Gryffindor name." Lulu coughed lightly and shook her head continuing, "He...he is the only reason I'm alive today... he saved me, and if I hadn't of gushed out unushered feelings in the middle of a battle he would still be here! He-he would still be here." Lulu sobbed as she dropped to her knees one hand reaching up to touch the Oliver's coffin.
Kassi hurried over and placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder as a fresh burst of tears streamed down her friend's face. "Lulu we can go back to the castle if you want," she whispered so the other's could not hear.
"No... no I have to do this." Lulu whispered, " If only I were so brave as to attempt half of what Oliver did, then I would be a great women. Do not remember Oliver the moment he died, but remember every moment he lived, everything he did to help us, never forget, for I know I will never."
As Lulu finished her words George winched slightly saddened by his sudden realization of just how hard it would be for him to finally have the girl he cared for. Sighing defeated by a dead hero, George joined Kassi in helping Lulu to her feet.
Lulu turned to George and wrapped her arms loosely around his shoulders as she sobbed into his clean robes. "Oh George why...why did he have to die?" she whispered disheartened and suddenly exhausted from emotional efforts. Holding onto George for strength she found herself swung into his arms carried baby style.
Kassi stepped up as she regarded Evelyn, "Would anyone like to say another word, perhaps for Draco?" Kassi asked wanting to shake Evelyn out of her daydreaming. She needed to deal with her grief, even if it was just a little bit. Turning her attention from Evelyn to see if anyone else would like to speak she saw a crowd with eyes to the ground in shame. Most of these people had known the spoiled Draco, the Draco who had called them names and used his father's power as an excuse, and now in his death, in his heroism they had not a word to say. Turning her eyes back towards Evelyn she saw that the girl had awaken from her stupor but now was fifty feet away standing by the lack as the wind whipped both her short hair and her robes around her body.
Sighing in a defeated sort of way she turned her tired eyes back towards the crowd and saw that no one had the words to describe Draco and so it was left to her to do it now, and maybe Evelyn would later. "Draco was a... hidden hero among us, he was foul at times, greedy, selfish, and phony but aren't we all those sometimes? No one is perfect and in the end it only matters what's in our heart and I think in the end Draco had a very big heart with good deeds unable to be shared because he decided to save us lot. We might not have liked him, perhaps we even hated him, but we owe him our lives." Kassi finished her short speal as she laid a red rose atop his coffin.
"Lower the coffins," directed Sirius as four students took up straps and slowly lowered the coffins into the grave.
-Evelyn's POV-
Walking away from the funeral my feet directed me towards the lake away from the saddened words of death. Of course they would want to listen to me speal out some emotional speech on how great Draco was, and how he shouldn't have died... but it wasn't for them to hear, it was only for Draco's ears and I would not let those fools who didn't even bother to get to know him hear one word of what I felt... what I would always feel.
I know I shouldn't be so angry with them, but it isn't fair that he had to lose his life, in such a terrible way... an Avada Kedavra was better, even a cructio perhaps but not that... It should have been me not him. Live is so unfair, but when has it ever been fair? I have to leave, tonight, before Fred can stop me. If Fred even wants to stop me after I outright chose Draco over him in an indirect way... After all Fred's done to me, after the pain he's put me through I just don't think we can fix it this time. Sometimes it's not as easy as magic, sometimes it takes an out right miracle.
And miracles...well they don't exist, how could they? Draco is six feet cold under the ground. It's time I stopped imposing myself upon these people, all I've brought with me are problems and over emotional chaos. It's my heroic stupidity that got people killed. If I didn't touch the damned diary with my curiosity then none of this would have happened...Oliver would be alive and Draco would be making snide remarks at me.
No more emotional spills of stupidity it's time I faced up to my problems instead of skirting them. I have to awaken to reality. With my family in dire need of me and a life waiting for me back where I belong...I have to fix and accept my past before moving on. I need to complete myself this time and to do that I'll have to abandon the connections I've made here, besides the sun will rise and set without me here to bother them.
Tonight I go.
-End Evelyn's POV-
Fred watched Evelyn's figure from the headstones that were now in place, he knew she would be gone the next morning at latest. It hurt in a way that she was running from him, from them. He was sick of fighting for something he would never truly own completely, he was sick of her twisting his thoughts and feelings until he wasn't sure if he was more angry with her or himself. He had been so sure that day in the Great Hall, that day that the fight broke out, he had been sure he was going to lose her... that had broken him inside, killed him until all he had wanted to do was cry or that's what it felt like yet later Madame Pomfrey explained that it had been a spell put on him by Ella.
What was he feeling then? What did Evelyn mean to him? Was he to follow her to her world and leave all he ever had to try to make something work between them when the possibility that anything could was... well next to zero. Fred sighed in frustration as his eyes followed the movement of Evelyn's robes in the wind as she stood by the black lake overlooking it with a dead air about her. If Fred hadn't known any better then a muggle he would say she was a ghost lost to this world forever. It seemed to him she was bent on giving up, without a second thought to those who she had ensnared with her over reactions and emotional pull.
Turning his back on the funeral and Evelyn, Fred came to an important conclusion, if this was what love was... he didn't want it.
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Kassi sighed as she gathered her things that had been scattered through out her dorm. Kassi was never very organized but she needed something to do to keep her mind in order, to keep her from finally cracking like the rest of them. Evelyn was for once not the optimistic, smiley, insane girl that made funny comments every now and then to prod a smile out of you, no instead Kassi was left to deal with a depressed girl who was breaking herself away from her friends. Then there was Lulu who was pretending as if everything was alright, as if one of her close friends had not just died in her arms...the girl was keeping everything in and in place of a frown was an optimistic smile and a doey eyed grin if watching George Weasley.
Then there was her...Kassi the strong one, the one who was not going to crack up under this pressure...the one who hadn't had someone she had cared deeply for die. No instead she'd become sweet on a professor and now it was her fault they weren't talking because she wouldn't listen to him. Why wouldn't she listen? Maybe she didn't want to believe it was possible she'd found a man who finally peaked her interest in more ways then one.
Sirius Black, ex-murderer, hero, liar, professor...lover, could she really just turn her back when it came down to it and return to her own world without a word? Without seeing if maybe this relationship would work? She was always good at science and her teachers had told her that experiments must be done several times...Soooo her experiment with a teacher/student relationship should be done a few more times just to see if she would get the same ending results.
Well that made sense. That would be her scapegoat, when Sirius asked her why she wanted to try again? Why she wanted to follow him, she would simply answer, "It's all in the name of science."
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Lulu lay on her bed regarding the ceiling with extreme interest as a few droplets of water streamed over her cheeks and every few minutes a sniffle could be heard. Lulu knew she wouldn't leave, she couldn't. How could she return home to a happy family when she had Oliver's memory to conserve and a promise to keep. A silent promise made between her and the remaining entity of Oliver Wood before he joined those beyond her reach.
Bloody hell! Magic was supposed to be useful! It was supposed to help them better their world! What good was it when it couldn't even bring back someone you'd cared about?
"Life is so unfair."
"That's what they keep telling me." A voice floated in through the room as a tall, muscular red head walked in solemnly.
"George...I...I'm sorry about the funeral I just, well-" Lulu started as she slid into a sitting position. Picking at a loose thread on her robes she refused to look up at the young man she'd fallen into a deep crush with. She didn't know if it was really love but it was the closest she'd ever felt to it.
"I know, it's ok Lulu. Don't worry so much you'll die too soon." George said as he chuckled half heartedly, "Listen I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to accompany me to Ron's wedding, I mean I figured since you asked me to the ball it would be only right to ask you to the wedding..." George stumbled on over his words unsure if he was supposed to be condoling her over a lost love or flirting with her over a bright future.
"I'd love to go George but you don't have to ask me to go, I'm not some charity case you know. Just because I asked you to the ball or disaster you really don't have to return the favor." Lulu pointed out angrily.
George opened his mouth like a fufu fish as he closed it again.
"Now if you'd kindly leave I have things to pack." Lulu snapped.
"Lulu that's not what I meant, you know that. I care for you Lulu, very much but your mourning Oliver right now and I didn't want it to seem as if I was being an insensitive sod like Fred, by fliriting with you." George explained running a hand through his hair as he joined Lulu on the bed.
"You can't be serious? He tried to get with Evelyn?! This soon? Is he an idiot?" Lulu asked flabbergasted that Fred was such a hormonal jerk.
"Well you see he found a note...Evelyn's leaving tomorrow Lulu." George stated bluntly. Lulu listened to the news and nodded as if she'd known all along that this would happen, they had choices to make and Evelyn it seemed had made hers.
"I see," Lulu started, "Still that gives him no right... I'll talk to her if I can later on tonight."
Picking up a few things on the nightstand to put away in her trunk a wizards photo fell to the ground. It was a moving picture of Oliver swinging Lulu around in the Weasley's kitchen during their summer stay at the burrow. It seemed like so long ago now even if she had only seen Oliver a week ago...only felt his lips, his hands, his body heat...
With those thoughts fresh streams of tears rolls down Lulu's cheeks. Picking up the photo Lulu stared at it as George silently wrapped an arm around her in comfort. Lulu flung her arms around George's shoulder's as she sobbed into his shirt, gripping onto him for dear life. "George...never...leave...me" Lulu managed to sob in between her anguish.
"Never Lulu."
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OK then chapter 25 done... I think one more chapter is all for this story. I think... I can't really tell... Anyway I'll have plenty time to update soon!