Dolumuritz is back. Bum Bum BUM! Hope you like this chapter. I'll try to wrap this story up quickly. Tell me what you think!
"Why would they tell you before they told me?"
"Because I was walking by-" Justin dodged someone, trying to keep up with my furious pace. "-walking by when McGonagal was looking for you."
"I just don't believe it. They've been searching for him for years. Why would he just show up now?"
"I don't know. Ana slow down! You're practically throwing people out of your way."
"Seven years! I have been looking for this guy for seven years. And what do I get? Someone calmly walking in on me and saying 'Oh yeah. He's been caught. No hassle or anything.' I don't believe it. Not for a second."
We approached the Headmistress's office and I mentally prepared myself before throwing the door open and storming in. Professor McGonagal stood there looking flustered. Across the room from her was none other than Ron Weasley.
"Ana! Wonderful! I just wished to inform you-"
"Inform me?" I cut him off. "More like show me."
"I'm sorry, but I'm under strict orders that no one go see him. Especially not you."
"Why not? I need to know what happened I don't even know the half of it. Who is he working for? What's going on? How did he get caught?"
"You need to slow down-"
"Slow down? I have to know-"
"I can't tell-"
"But I'm your sister-"
"I'm well aware of that. If you want someone who might be willing to let you slide, I'll get Harry and you can talk to him-"
"I don't have time to talk to Harry! I need to go-"
"You are so much like Harry it's scary." Professor McGonagal cut in.
"So I've been told. What I haven't been told is what I need to hear. This is a full scale war going on and-"
"No it's not." I was surprised to here this from Justin. "You're over thinking this. It's not a war..."
"And it will never be."
"Justin, you always say-"
"I'm superstitious, but you're being crazy."
"Shouldn't I be? This man killed my parents!"
"There was never proof of that."
"Yes there was! He sent me a letter. Teddy saw it."
Everyone stopped and looked at me.
"You didn't-" McGonagal started.
"Tell you? And say what? You would know who I was."
"Anything else you kept from us?" Ron asked.
Is there? I couldn't help wondering.
"No." My voice shook, I knew there was something.
"I'll get Harry." Ron turned around to leave but I stopped him.
"No, don't get Harry." I said. "I don't think I'm mentally prepared for this."
"Prepared for seeing Dolumuritz?"
I began to pace. "I don't know… I don't know."
"You don't know what?" Ron asked, getting agitated.
"This is a lot to put on my shoulders. Seven years of fighting and we've almost won. But then we haven't. We don't know what kinds of plans he has. His boss has. What am I going to say to him? What would I do? I can't think."
"Well is a couple days enough time?"
"What?" I looked at him. I thought he made it clear I wasn't aloud to see him.
"I couldn't tell you through all the commotion, but his trial is on Saturday. You're required to be there."
"Why?"
"You probably know him better than anyone else. And you said you thought you could reason with him. You better be right."
"I'll be up bright and early on Saturday then." I knew I didn't look like I should. I should be excited, or prepared, or calm. But I was tired… and scared.
"Alright." Ron finished awkwardly. "Well then, I should go."
He left quickly and the room was silent.
"Well," McGonagal pipped up. "If that's all you need, I have some work to attend to."
Justin nodded solemnly. He walked over and grabbed my forearm and started to guide me out.
"Oh and Ana… Don't worry about your classes for the rest of the week. I'm sure this is very stressful, so I'll cover for you."
I nodded in thanks and followed Justin out the door.
We walked down the corridors in silence. He put an arm over my shoulders and guided me around, in my numb state.
We walked for what seemed hours. As we walked, the walls seemed seemed to collapse and the hall got longer.
I wondered what the other students thought, seeing their Head Girl walk down the hall looking like a mess.
The stairs were the hardest. I stared at them for a long time before Justin could get me to walk up them. Each step made me want to collapse. If it weren't for Justin, I probably would have. I would crawl onto the stairs and just lie there. I could probably stay like that for days before anyone got worried.
I didn't pay attention to where we went. I honestly didn't care. We could have walked to the edge of a cliff and I walk right off it.
When we reached the Library I looked at my feet. I knew what we were doing.
He pushed open the large doors and put his arm around my shoulders again. We didn't have to walk very long before I heard Wilbur say, "Hey guys. What-"
We stopped in front of a table. I continued to stare at my feet.
A tear. It ran down my cheek and hit the table. I took a long look at it. I wanted to go back to my room and curl into a tiny ball. Why did Justin have to bring me here?
A chair moved. I heard someone walk over. Suddenly there was a pair of black flats standing next to my sneakers.
This person put a hand on my shoulder and said, "It's gonna be alright," in Emily's voice.
I heard a couple of other movements. Emily pulled me into a hug. I didn't hug back.
Another tear.
Murmuring between boys.
Another tear.
"She has to confront Dolumuritz. Find out as much as she can all by herself. I don't know what made her so scared and upset, but she's not okay." Then I heard him whisper. "I don't know what to do. I don't know if she can recover from a blow that left her in this state."
And that's when I stopped counting my tears.
I began to sob.
