Disclaimer: Same as before.
A/N: Hey. looks like you are getting two chapters today! Just admit it, you love me! Hehehe
After talking to Dumbledore, he excused us from our classes. He said that we need to "relax, rest, think of nothing and prepare." Of course he dismissed us by telling us to head straight for bed. It was like he was a father telling his two year-old it was time to go to bed, and like that two year-old, we ignored him.
Instead, we sat in the common room and stared into the fire. Neither of us talked, nor offered the comfort we so badly needed. To me, it was concrete evidence that we didn't need to be tied to each other.
The silence of the common room was an excellent change, and I felt myself falling asleep. That was until everyone started to return from dinner. Hearing their happy chatter, I realized I hadn't had anything to eat today. I felt my first real smile of the day as I thought about the kitchen raid that I would do later tonight. That smile was ruined by the Gryffindor gossipers- Lavender and Parvati.
"It looks like Harry is in the dog house," Lavender said on a whisper loud enough for everyone to hear. My earlier not to self came back up, but I didn't go about it calmly.
"Bloody hell," I yelled. "Don't the two of you have anything better to do? It was just a trick. Do you think you can get that through your pea- sized brain? We did that just to get the busy-bodies, like y'all, to leave us alone. There are more important things going on right now, so I suggest you keep your bloody mouths SHUT!!!"
Everyone looked at me with shock. It was the day at the library all over again, but I didn't care. "All of you have no idea what is going on, none of you..." Harry came up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders. I just pushed him off. Instead of facing them anymore, I turned around and headed towards my dorm. I could here the gossipers tearing up. On some level it felt so good to have caused that, but I knew I would regret it tomorrow.
Michelle and Jessy followed me up. I sat down on the bed and curled up with my pillow. "I'm a terrible person," I whispered.
"No your not," Michelle said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "You just have a lot on your plate. Sometimes it's hard for you to remember you're only sixteen."
"You don't have to lie to me. I'm a horrible friend. When I first found out that y'all would be here with me, I got all excited and started making plans on all the things we would do. As it turns out, we did nothing, and it's all my fault."
"You're right," Jessy said, "it is all your fault. It's your fault that there was a prophesy written about you. It's you fault that Voldemort killed your mother. It's your fault that you've been working yourself to the bones in order to save the world."
I looked at her with defeat on my face. I knew that those things weren't me fault, but I didn't know what to do anymore. I was always so in control of my emotions, but now I jumped around as if I was bipolar*.
"What's really bothering you?" asked Michelle. "If I can ask, what's going on with Harry and you? Y'all use to talk and that seemed to help you control your emotions. Now you're flying everywhere."
"Nothing..."
"Come on Lorene, you can't lie to us," Jessy said. "We know you to well."
"I'm just afraid. I'm afraid of getting close to anyone else and then having to lose them. If just afraid..."
"Everything will be okay. Don't get worked up. You know what happens when you get stressed. Things don't go very smoothly." My friends continued to try and cheer me up. It helped, but not very much. I didn't think I'd feel any better until Voldemort was dead.
Harry's POV (A/N: I hate putting a/n in the middle of a story, but I felt I needed one here. I'm going to do a real quick Harry POV. Tina, don't expect to find out what Snape said! Back to the story!)
I sat there and watched her walk to her room. Why were things so complicated between us? One minute she was my best friend, almost better than Ron and Hermione, and then the next minute we weren't even talking. Everything also seemed to start a fight between us.
"Is everything okay mate?" Ron asked me as Hermione and him sat down next to me. They say close enough to each other to still be touching. They didn't think I knew that they had started dating, but I had noticed the little things. I was happy that they found happiness in this time of sadness and evilness.
/You would too if you just told her, / a voice that I had been arguing with said. I told it to shut up as usual. She didn't care for me, at least not that way. Why would she want me? I'm the son on the man who teased her uncle, not to mention the fact that she has to help me kill Voldemort. Her mother died because of me, he uncle is at risk and so is she.
What's going on in that brain of yours?" asked Hermione.
"I just wanted to say that I think it's a great idea that you are together. I couldn't be any happier." /Yes you could. Just tell Hermione to go upstairs and drag her down. /
"What caused her to attack that way and why have you stopped talking? I thought you two were really hitting it off. I mean, I thought it was good that you had found someone, especially after last year with Cho."
"It's just stress and all this waiting. I wish we could march out this door and Voldemort would be standing there. We could get everything over and done with. Plus, she doesn't think of me that way."
"That's not..." but she was cut off by Ron placing a hand over her mouth. "Look," I said, "I'm going to bed. I'll see you tomorrow morning..." /since that might be the last time I see you. /
A/N: *I mean no harm. Two of my closest friends are bipolar. Please take no offense to this!!!!*
Anyways, I hope you are enjoying this. I love it when I can easily write a chapter. Means that I can hear your comments that much sooner! Hehehe *hint hint* Getting the clue? Well, if not then push the little button that says Go! You know you want to. Hehehe!
A/N: Hey. looks like you are getting two chapters today! Just admit it, you love me! Hehehe
After talking to Dumbledore, he excused us from our classes. He said that we need to "relax, rest, think of nothing and prepare." Of course he dismissed us by telling us to head straight for bed. It was like he was a father telling his two year-old it was time to go to bed, and like that two year-old, we ignored him.
Instead, we sat in the common room and stared into the fire. Neither of us talked, nor offered the comfort we so badly needed. To me, it was concrete evidence that we didn't need to be tied to each other.
The silence of the common room was an excellent change, and I felt myself falling asleep. That was until everyone started to return from dinner. Hearing their happy chatter, I realized I hadn't had anything to eat today. I felt my first real smile of the day as I thought about the kitchen raid that I would do later tonight. That smile was ruined by the Gryffindor gossipers- Lavender and Parvati.
"It looks like Harry is in the dog house," Lavender said on a whisper loud enough for everyone to hear. My earlier not to self came back up, but I didn't go about it calmly.
"Bloody hell," I yelled. "Don't the two of you have anything better to do? It was just a trick. Do you think you can get that through your pea- sized brain? We did that just to get the busy-bodies, like y'all, to leave us alone. There are more important things going on right now, so I suggest you keep your bloody mouths SHUT!!!"
Everyone looked at me with shock. It was the day at the library all over again, but I didn't care. "All of you have no idea what is going on, none of you..." Harry came up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders. I just pushed him off. Instead of facing them anymore, I turned around and headed towards my dorm. I could here the gossipers tearing up. On some level it felt so good to have caused that, but I knew I would regret it tomorrow.
Michelle and Jessy followed me up. I sat down on the bed and curled up with my pillow. "I'm a terrible person," I whispered.
"No your not," Michelle said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "You just have a lot on your plate. Sometimes it's hard for you to remember you're only sixteen."
"You don't have to lie to me. I'm a horrible friend. When I first found out that y'all would be here with me, I got all excited and started making plans on all the things we would do. As it turns out, we did nothing, and it's all my fault."
"You're right," Jessy said, "it is all your fault. It's your fault that there was a prophesy written about you. It's you fault that Voldemort killed your mother. It's your fault that you've been working yourself to the bones in order to save the world."
I looked at her with defeat on my face. I knew that those things weren't me fault, but I didn't know what to do anymore. I was always so in control of my emotions, but now I jumped around as if I was bipolar*.
"What's really bothering you?" asked Michelle. "If I can ask, what's going on with Harry and you? Y'all use to talk and that seemed to help you control your emotions. Now you're flying everywhere."
"Nothing..."
"Come on Lorene, you can't lie to us," Jessy said. "We know you to well."
"I'm just afraid. I'm afraid of getting close to anyone else and then having to lose them. If just afraid..."
"Everything will be okay. Don't get worked up. You know what happens when you get stressed. Things don't go very smoothly." My friends continued to try and cheer me up. It helped, but not very much. I didn't think I'd feel any better until Voldemort was dead.
Harry's POV (A/N: I hate putting a/n in the middle of a story, but I felt I needed one here. I'm going to do a real quick Harry POV. Tina, don't expect to find out what Snape said! Back to the story!)
I sat there and watched her walk to her room. Why were things so complicated between us? One minute she was my best friend, almost better than Ron and Hermione, and then the next minute we weren't even talking. Everything also seemed to start a fight between us.
"Is everything okay mate?" Ron asked me as Hermione and him sat down next to me. They say close enough to each other to still be touching. They didn't think I knew that they had started dating, but I had noticed the little things. I was happy that they found happiness in this time of sadness and evilness.
/You would too if you just told her, / a voice that I had been arguing with said. I told it to shut up as usual. She didn't care for me, at least not that way. Why would she want me? I'm the son on the man who teased her uncle, not to mention the fact that she has to help me kill Voldemort. Her mother died because of me, he uncle is at risk and so is she.
What's going on in that brain of yours?" asked Hermione.
"I just wanted to say that I think it's a great idea that you are together. I couldn't be any happier." /Yes you could. Just tell Hermione to go upstairs and drag her down. /
"What caused her to attack that way and why have you stopped talking? I thought you two were really hitting it off. I mean, I thought it was good that you had found someone, especially after last year with Cho."
"It's just stress and all this waiting. I wish we could march out this door and Voldemort would be standing there. We could get everything over and done with. Plus, she doesn't think of me that way."
"That's not..." but she was cut off by Ron placing a hand over her mouth. "Look," I said, "I'm going to bed. I'll see you tomorrow morning..." /since that might be the last time I see you. /
A/N: *I mean no harm. Two of my closest friends are bipolar. Please take no offense to this!!!!*
Anyways, I hope you are enjoying this. I love it when I can easily write a chapter. Means that I can hear your comments that much sooner! Hehehe *hint hint* Getting the clue? Well, if not then push the little button that says Go! You know you want to. Hehehe!