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A/N: This is for you Tina!!! Yay, I finally got this updated!
Quietly, we walked through the hallways. Noise from the Great Hall could be heard, signaling the start of another day. "What if he's not there?" I asked. I felt like a little girl heading towards the principal's office because I did something wrong.
My uncle grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "He'll be there." At that point, he turned toward the stone gargoyle. "Lemon drops." The stairs appeared and we walked up. The door was open when we the office. I looked at my uncle with an unsure face. He grimly nodded and pushed me in. Sitting behind his desk, Dumbledore was staring out the window. It was like he was waiting for something.
I gently cleared my throat. "Professor Dumbledore?" Slowly, he came out of his trance. Upon first seeing me, he began to smile, but stopped when he saw my face.
"What's the matter?" he gently asked. He came out from behind the desk and helped me to a chair. I didn't really want kindness and began to cry again. Dumbledore waited until I was ready to talk again.
Wiping my face, I blurted it out. "She's dead! She didn't know anything and couldn't stand the torture. Why did this happen?!" Sobs echoed from my body. I could hear Dumbledore and Snape talking, but the words wouldn't sink in. I tuned back in at the end.
"I will send somebody over to The Leaky Cauldron. Beside that, there is nothing we could do but wait." My uncle nodded and we both rose from our chairs. Dumbledore stopped me before I left. "Things will get better, and don't isolate your self. Find someone to talk to." I barely nodded and left his office.
Snape was waiting for me downstairs. "Are you hungry? Do you want to go back to my office?"
On some level, I knew that Dumbledore was right, so I declined my uncle's offer. We walked to the Great Hall. Silence seemed to fill the room, but was soon covered up by excited whispers. Snape walked to the staff table and I joined my friends.
"What happened?" Michele and Jessy asked. Hermione, Ron and Harry leaned closer.
"Not here, not now," I pleaded. Thew five agreed and walked with me to the lake. My anger had been buildinh ever since I entered the Great Hall, and now I let it out. "He killed her!!!" I exclaimed. "The bloody jerk killed her!" I went on to explain what happened. Everyone did their best to comfort me, but I was still pissed and upset.
At that moment, students began filing out of the school on their way to their classes. Hermione looked a little torn. She wanted to stay and comfort me, but was worried about being late to class. I told her not to worry and told everyone else to go ahead and go. They got up and left, but Harry stayed behind.
"Things will get better," he whispered. I was kind of shocked to hear him speak. I turned to him with tears in my eyes. "I felt that my world had when Sirius died. He was the only person that I really cared for. He became my step-in father. But as time went on, I realized that he was still here with me, in spirit at least."
Tears fell from my eyes and I gave him a hug. "Thank you," I whispered.
"No problem," he said, "Now, relax and maybe this will all be over soon. Have you had any more dreams?"
I slowly shook my head. I started to feel like a failure. Maybe I was too wrapped up in myself. If something didn't happen soon, many more innocent people would be killed. Harry seemed to sense what I was thinking.
"Don't worry about it? Things will happen when they need to."
A/N: Soooooo? What do y'all think? Good? Bad? Go ahead, leave a review.
A/N: This is for you Tina!!! Yay, I finally got this updated!
Quietly, we walked through the hallways. Noise from the Great Hall could be heard, signaling the start of another day. "What if he's not there?" I asked. I felt like a little girl heading towards the principal's office because I did something wrong.
My uncle grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "He'll be there." At that point, he turned toward the stone gargoyle. "Lemon drops." The stairs appeared and we walked up. The door was open when we the office. I looked at my uncle with an unsure face. He grimly nodded and pushed me in. Sitting behind his desk, Dumbledore was staring out the window. It was like he was waiting for something.
I gently cleared my throat. "Professor Dumbledore?" Slowly, he came out of his trance. Upon first seeing me, he began to smile, but stopped when he saw my face.
"What's the matter?" he gently asked. He came out from behind the desk and helped me to a chair. I didn't really want kindness and began to cry again. Dumbledore waited until I was ready to talk again.
Wiping my face, I blurted it out. "She's dead! She didn't know anything and couldn't stand the torture. Why did this happen?!" Sobs echoed from my body. I could hear Dumbledore and Snape talking, but the words wouldn't sink in. I tuned back in at the end.
"I will send somebody over to The Leaky Cauldron. Beside that, there is nothing we could do but wait." My uncle nodded and we both rose from our chairs. Dumbledore stopped me before I left. "Things will get better, and don't isolate your self. Find someone to talk to." I barely nodded and left his office.
Snape was waiting for me downstairs. "Are you hungry? Do you want to go back to my office?"
On some level, I knew that Dumbledore was right, so I declined my uncle's offer. We walked to the Great Hall. Silence seemed to fill the room, but was soon covered up by excited whispers. Snape walked to the staff table and I joined my friends.
"What happened?" Michele and Jessy asked. Hermione, Ron and Harry leaned closer.
"Not here, not now," I pleaded. Thew five agreed and walked with me to the lake. My anger had been buildinh ever since I entered the Great Hall, and now I let it out. "He killed her!!!" I exclaimed. "The bloody jerk killed her!" I went on to explain what happened. Everyone did their best to comfort me, but I was still pissed and upset.
At that moment, students began filing out of the school on their way to their classes. Hermione looked a little torn. She wanted to stay and comfort me, but was worried about being late to class. I told her not to worry and told everyone else to go ahead and go. They got up and left, but Harry stayed behind.
"Things will get better," he whispered. I was kind of shocked to hear him speak. I turned to him with tears in my eyes. "I felt that my world had when Sirius died. He was the only person that I really cared for. He became my step-in father. But as time went on, I realized that he was still here with me, in spirit at least."
Tears fell from my eyes and I gave him a hug. "Thank you," I whispered.
"No problem," he said, "Now, relax and maybe this will all be over soon. Have you had any more dreams?"
I slowly shook my head. I started to feel like a failure. Maybe I was too wrapped up in myself. If something didn't happen soon, many more innocent people would be killed. Harry seemed to sense what I was thinking.
"Don't worry about it? Things will happen when they need to."
A/N: Soooooo? What do y'all think? Good? Bad? Go ahead, leave a review.