Death By Chocolate


Sometimes is never quite enough
If you're flawless, Then you'll win my love
Don't forget to win first place
Don't forget to keep that smile on you face


I board the train, going through the motions. I smile all the way, no one notices the way I clutch my book with white knuckles. No one sees it, good.

I turn; Ron, Harry, and Ginny are all running up to me. I try to make my smile bigger, it's painful. I wrap my arms around the closest one, and then in turn give each a hug.

I missed you guys,I say trying to sound happy. It wasn't a lie, but I felt guilt flush over me. If I had gotten higher on the finals-

Why couldn't you come an visit us this summer? Ginny asks, looking very glad to see me.

I wave it off, and get a look of tolerance, Mum and dad thought I might be in danger there...Ha! Completely ridiculous. It was a good lie, I had thought it carefully while was being punished.

Be a good girl
You've gotta try a little harder
That simply wasn't good enough
To make us proud

I had come in second on the finals in one of my classes. Second. Mum and Dad weren't happy. To say the least.

So what did you do this summer?

I shrug, Oh you know the usual. A lot of studying.

Ron rolls his eyes and looks at me with mock disgust, and Harry smiles. H
e has changed since last year, since Cedric.

What about you guys? I hope you at least opened your Arithmancy books, it's mandatory for you this year. I chirp, the slight hysterical note in my voice is lost in my bossy tones.

Of course they didn't. They went to visit the Muggle village and stayed out all night long, Mum had their hides. Ginny's eyes dance with amusement.

We board the train, I look about me. It feels eerie- I notice the look of uneasiness on some peoples faces and pure unadultered fear on others. The only blissully ignorant are the muggle first years. The train starts off towards Hogwarts.

Neville comes into our compartment, They're missing. His face is white, whiter than marble or ice or iocane powder.

Asks Harry looking alarmed.

The Abbots. Hannah, her brother Thomas, both the parents. He sits down.

Hannah-she's in OUR year, Neville says like he can't believe it could happen to somebody he knows. That it could happen at all.

What happened to them? Ginny asks, not really needing to ask.

The killing curse on the children. The parents were tortured first, then...He didn't need to say anymore. It was obviously taking everything he had just to get that out.

Harry's face contorts, anger- no, rage appears in every fiber of his being. He looks like a silent tempest green eyes flashing, hands clenched. His hate for Voldemort surrounds him.

I feel nothing. I am sickened by myself for that. I am dead inside. I'm crying, but not for them- I'm a selfish selfish bitch.

Where is your Heart?
Where has it run to?

A/n: More later if anyone reviews....