A 6th Year Traitor-Sequel to A 7th Year Christmas
Chapter 2 The Beginning of a New Life and the Return of the Dream
"Hey, who are you taking to the dance?" Christine asked Seamus one night at Quidditch practice.
"Nobody. Why?"
"Oh, I was just wondering, because my good friend needed a date, and she really likes you," Christine said sheepishly.
"And who, may I ask, is this friend?"
"Michelle Piper," Christine said quietly.
"Michelle? Thanks, I think I may just ask her. I kind of wanted to, but.........."
"But what?"
"Well, after Ginny......" Seamus' voice trailed off.
"Oh." Christine turned and walked back to her sisters.
"What did he say, Chris?" Caroline asked in barely a whisper.
"Is he asking Shelly to the dance?" Katherine asked.
"Carrie, Kathie, you must be patient." Imitating Christine's act, they said "Chrissy, you just have to
tell us."
"Don't call me Chrissy!" she boomed.
"Fine, Christy."
"Ugh. How many times have I told you goobers to call me Chris or Christine?"
"Many."
"Almost as many as we've told you not to call us Carrie and Kathie."
"Okay, I get the point, Kat."
"Good."
"Very."
"So, what did Sir Seamus say?"
"None of your business."
"Please tell us."
"He said yes."
"YAY!"
~~~
"It worked," the girl whispered so as not to be heard.
"What worked?" the boy said loudly.
"Shut up! You don't want him to hear us, do you?" she hissed.
"Okay, but what worked?"
"The whole Ginny and Seamus thing. They split up, and we didn't even have to interfere."
"Much," the boy muttered darkly, "Dean wasn't going to enter the talent show, I talked him into it."
"I feel better now that we've saved them."
"We still die, and so does Michelle."
"There's no way around. Unless............"
~~~
Michelle Piper walked along the halls next to Erin Jennings. She was zoning out as Erin droned on and on about her boyfriend Tred. Michelle yawned just when Erin looked her way.
"Michelle, you should get more sleep, you never yawn."
"I do when I'm being bored to death............" her voice trailed off at the site of Ginny Weasley holding hands with Colin Creevey. They were walking into the Charms classroom, giggling and talking. Michelle's heart skipped a beat. If Ginny was with Colin, then that meant she and Seamus..........
Michelle jumped into the air. Someone had tapped her on the shoulder. She whirled around. There, standing in front of her, was Seamus Finnigan.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's my fault. I'm just kind of paranoid."
"I was wondering...... Do you want to go the dance with me this weekend?"
"Sure."
"Great. Thanks."
~~~
"He asked me! He really asked me!" Michelle squealed. Christine Luna was laying on her stomach on the grass outside the castle while Michelle stood on her feet, too excited and nervous to do anything but talk.
"That's great," Christine said distantly as she rolled over onto her back, pulling on sunglasses and closing her eyes.
"What do I wear?"
"Dress robes, duh. That's all we're allowed to wear."
"What about make-up?"
"Don't ask me, ask Erin."
"I wish Cho were here."
"I know you do."
"She was a makeup pro."
"Yep."
"Christine?"
"Yes?"
"Do you have a date?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"John Hughes."
"Jack and Jim's older brother? The cute Hufflepuff?"
"Yeah, that's him."
"What about the twins?"
"Caroline's going with Jim and Katherine's going with Jack." Michelle giggled slightly.
"Interesting."
"Yeah, whatever. Who's Padma going with?"
"I can't tell."
"Ugh, Parvati wouldn't tell me either!"
"Why does it matter?"
"I dunno."
"Are you nervous?"
"No, Michelle, that's just you. Maybe you should go see Gumtree and the baby, that always makes you feel better."
"Nah."
"Go practice for talent show. Without me."
"Yeah, I guess."
~~~
"It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to do........." Neville squeaked. Seamus sighed. So far, their talentshow act wasn't going well, but that wasn't his only problem. He didn't know what to do for the dance.
"Look, why don't we give up?" Dean roared, "It's obvious none of us can sing."
"Seamus hasn't sung yet," Neville said timidly.
"Seamus, sing, go on."
"It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to do................." Seamus sang.
"You can sing," Ron said in awe.
"We have a lead singer," Harry said.
"One thing, guys," Seamus said.
"Yeah?"
"We are not singing this."
"What do we sing, then?"
"'It's Gonna Be Me', or I'm out."
"Okay."
"Yeah."
"Whatever."
"Huh?" Neville said.
"Oh, Neville," Dean, Seamus, Ron and Harry said in unison.
~~~
"It worked!" the girl said, unable to hide the excitement in her voice.
"Huh?" the boy said.
"We're saved, you idiot."
"Oh. Oh, yeah."
"Now all we have to do is stand by while Voldemort kills Creevey and Weasley."
"You mean Ginny dies? I forgot."
"There's no way to save her and us, you weirdo."
"There isn't?"
"No, there isn't."
"One thing, Em: they all forgot about the dreams."
"Well, soon they'll be having them again, and it won't just be those three................"
~~~
In his dream, Harry was walking through the forest. He was in a pack, almost. He was surrounded by his friends. Michelle led the way into a clearing. A white shadow of vapor appeared out of the shadows. He had red eyes that scared the heck out of anyone. But the vapor......... It wasn't vapor, not like last time the two had met. He had gained strength since then. He was more terrible than ever before.......... Who were they to go after him? He had full strength now, this was stupid........ They were nothing more than a dozen or so 17 year old witches and wizards, along with two 15 year old and two 16 year olds. They didn't stand a chance; all their powers together barely rivaled his,this was just stupid, there was no chance...... Two had already died. Harry hadn't noticed them until now, but now he saw them, Voldemort's shadow no longer blocking them from view. Colin Creevey and Ginny Weasley were already dead. Harry grabbed Ron's hand; he was all white and clammy, frozen at the site of his dead sister. Voldemort let out a high laugh, but then, out of nowhere, a flash of light..........
Harry woke up sweating. It was back..............
A/N: Yay, I finally wrote part 2!