Innocent Words
Author: Captain Cornflake
Chapter Thirteen: Confession....
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~*DISCLAIMER*~
I do NOT own Harry Potter, all credit goes J.K Rowling and thanks to PuddlemereChaser for letting me steal your ideas (j/k). PS I own Emilia.
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Down in the common room, Fred heard a very dull thud.
"Did you guys hear that?"
"Hear what?" mumbled Angelina.
"I heard a noise upstairs, I think someone had better go check on Em..."
"The group sat and stared at each other for a few minutes, before Alicia sighed loudly and got up, saying:
"Oh I'll go check on her..."
She walked the six flights of stairs, grumbling for the first three about how someone else could have gone.
When she reached the door, she stopped and listened for any sound of movement, there wasn't any.
Pushing the door open slowly, Alicia peered inside to see if Em was still asleep. She surveyed the room a couple of times, before venturing inside and whispering:
"Em? You in here?"
When there was no reply, she went in further, and when she reached Em's bed, she nearly fainted in shock, instead she screamed.
~*Out-of-body experience*~ Em's POV ~*
Floating, it's wild, it's an incredible feeling, surrounded by a bright light, it's white, pure, almost blinding, now i can see a shadow, but only very faintly.
It's coming closer now, It's a person, but I can't see their face, it's vague, clouded almost.
I can see a mouth now, a nose, two perfect grey, piercing eyes and a shock of dark hair...
"Cedric?"
"Yes, it's me..."
"Am I dead?"
"No, you're not dead, not yet..."
"But I...but"
"Ssh" he stopped me speaking with a fingertip.
I looked at him confused...
"Come on, come with me"
He pulled me away...
"Why'd you do it?"
"I wanted to see you again, and that was the only way, I thought you still needed me?"
"I do, but there's someone else who needs you more than I do..."
I could feel my eyes filling up with tears, which threatened to marr my angelic vision.
"Come on, I'll show you..."
Suddenly, it felt like we were flying, but not for long, we stopped over what looked like a cloudy version of the hospital wing.
And there I was, frail, weak, pale, looking almost dead.
"Just look at the chair next to you....go on"
I looked at the chair next to me, and there was Oliver, elbows on my bedside, head in his hands.
"He's been there for three straight days now, he's hardly left your side..."
I'm looking at Oliver, long and hard, it's heartbreaking...
"Go, he needs you more than I do"
I realise what he is saying, and pull him very close to me, His embrace feels so real, so loving.
"Bye" he whispered, smiling slightly at me as I begin to fall...
Falling, falling, always falling...
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Oliver sat at his beloved's bedside, willing her to wake up.
He put his head in his hands and sighed, he had no slept in three days. Slowly, he began to doze, and then he fell into an exhaustion induced sleep.
His head rested only inched away from her hand, her long, pale fingers.
Em's dark eyelashes fluttered against each other before her eyes began to open very slowly... She glanced weakly at her fiance's sleeping form, and a wave of guilt washed over her. She let him sleep for a while, subconciously stroking his hair.
He woke up with a jolt, disorientated and tired, after feeling someone touching his head. He blinked a few times, stretched and lay back in his chair.
Em sighed and whispered:
"Hey..."
Oliver sat foward, and grasped her hands tightly...
"Ol, I'm sorry, I-I don't know what I was thinking..."
"Ssh, calm down, It's alright, I understand"
"You do?"
"Yeah, you lost a close friend, you were upset..."
She gave him a thankful look, and then her expression changed to contemplation. At that moment thought, they were interrupted by Professor McGonagall...
"Ah, Miss Stewart, you're awake.."
She acknowledged the teacher with a nod.
"You're probably going to want to know why you're not dead..."
"Yes...I was beginning to wonder..."
"You see, it has never been documented, but it has been proven, that the killing curse does not work on oneself, it merely renders the person unconcious for a few days."
"I see" mumbled Oliver
Emilia's eyes were filled with guilty tears.
"I'll leave you two alone" smiled the head, and left...
"Look, there's something I need to tell you..."
"What is it?" asked Oliver, know rather confused.
"That night that we uh, you know..."
"Yeah"
"I-I wasn't a virgin that night"
"Oh, well, if it makes you feel any better, neither was I"
"You weren't? Oh, well, I- I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier"
Even though it sounded like he'd accepted what she had just told him, he still looked a little hurt, as if part of his ego had just been stripped away...
"Oliver, I..." started Em.
"One question, who was it?"
She hesitated to say anything, before Wood's piercing gaze pushed her to tell him.
"It was- It was Cedric, but I swear to god it was before I met you, it was before I even knew you existed..."
"Shit" he stood up, "You pick your times to tell me something like this..."
"Look, it was something that juat happened, what's done is done, you can't change the past. So I lost my virginity to someone else, what does it matter? i mean, was it such a big ego boost to you or something?" she stopped, realising how stupid and pathetic her words sounded.
"What are you talking about? Yes, I did think that that night was your first time, and I'll admit it did make me feel good about myself..."
Oliver, realising how selfish he was sounding, sat back down, and sighed heavily.
"Em, I'm sorry, I'm just thinking of myself ..."
"Ssh...c'mere" she said, gesturing to the edge of the bed.
He got up, and then sat down facing her. She sat up, and pulled him in for an embrace that lasted a long, long time.
"I'm sorry for being an egotistical git..."
"I'm sorry for even thinking of leaving you..."
They left their arms around each others shoulders for a long time, or at least until Katie, Alicia and Angelina appeared.
"Em, you had us so worried" exclaimed Alicia
"I'm dead sorry you guys, I feel do bad. I can't imagine what you've been through..."
"Shut up, Em, you're alright, thats the main thing, now go to sleep..." ordered Oliver.
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She did just that, she slept off all the effects of the curse, and a few days later found herself invited to Cedric's funeral.
It was the day she got out of the Hospital Wing. It turned out to be a much more painful experience than she thought, not only because she was saying her final goodbye to her first love, but because of the circumstances of his death.
Professor Sprout said a few, having been Cedric's head of house, as did McGonagall, as the headmistress.
Besides the pain the event caused, it was a lovely day, sunshine, a slight summer breeze. A single lily lay accross his coffin, beautiful, solitary, but meaningful.
Em sobbed heavily into Oliver's strong arms, as the priest said his words. He was being an absolute pillar of strength these past few days, and she was thankful that he was there for her...
After the ceremony, Emilia exchanged a few words with Cedric's parents, and then was escorted back to the squad house, where the other guys were waiting to give her a cuppa(tea), and a hug...
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A/N: Crap eh?
Author: Captain Cornflake
Chapter Thirteen: Confession....
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~*DISCLAIMER*~
I do NOT own Harry Potter, all credit goes J.K Rowling and thanks to PuddlemereChaser for letting me steal your ideas (j/k). PS I own Emilia.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Down in the common room, Fred heard a very dull thud.
"Did you guys hear that?"
"Hear what?" mumbled Angelina.
"I heard a noise upstairs, I think someone had better go check on Em..."
"The group sat and stared at each other for a few minutes, before Alicia sighed loudly and got up, saying:
"Oh I'll go check on her..."
She walked the six flights of stairs, grumbling for the first three about how someone else could have gone.
When she reached the door, she stopped and listened for any sound of movement, there wasn't any.
Pushing the door open slowly, Alicia peered inside to see if Em was still asleep. She surveyed the room a couple of times, before venturing inside and whispering:
"Em? You in here?"
When there was no reply, she went in further, and when she reached Em's bed, she nearly fainted in shock, instead she screamed.
~*Out-of-body experience*~ Em's POV ~*
Floating, it's wild, it's an incredible feeling, surrounded by a bright light, it's white, pure, almost blinding, now i can see a shadow, but only very faintly.
It's coming closer now, It's a person, but I can't see their face, it's vague, clouded almost.
I can see a mouth now, a nose, two perfect grey, piercing eyes and a shock of dark hair...
"Cedric?"
"Yes, it's me..."
"Am I dead?"
"No, you're not dead, not yet..."
"But I...but"
"Ssh" he stopped me speaking with a fingertip.
I looked at him confused...
"Come on, come with me"
He pulled me away...
"Why'd you do it?"
"I wanted to see you again, and that was the only way, I thought you still needed me?"
"I do, but there's someone else who needs you more than I do..."
I could feel my eyes filling up with tears, which threatened to marr my angelic vision.
"Come on, I'll show you..."
Suddenly, it felt like we were flying, but not for long, we stopped over what looked like a cloudy version of the hospital wing.
And there I was, frail, weak, pale, looking almost dead.
"Just look at the chair next to you....go on"
I looked at the chair next to me, and there was Oliver, elbows on my bedside, head in his hands.
"He's been there for three straight days now, he's hardly left your side..."
I'm looking at Oliver, long and hard, it's heartbreaking...
"Go, he needs you more than I do"
I realise what he is saying, and pull him very close to me, His embrace feels so real, so loving.
"Bye" he whispered, smiling slightly at me as I begin to fall...
Falling, falling, always falling...
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Oliver sat at his beloved's bedside, willing her to wake up.
He put his head in his hands and sighed, he had no slept in three days. Slowly, he began to doze, and then he fell into an exhaustion induced sleep.
His head rested only inched away from her hand, her long, pale fingers.
Em's dark eyelashes fluttered against each other before her eyes began to open very slowly... She glanced weakly at her fiance's sleeping form, and a wave of guilt washed over her. She let him sleep for a while, subconciously stroking his hair.
He woke up with a jolt, disorientated and tired, after feeling someone touching his head. He blinked a few times, stretched and lay back in his chair.
Em sighed and whispered:
"Hey..."
Oliver sat foward, and grasped her hands tightly...
"Ol, I'm sorry, I-I don't know what I was thinking..."
"Ssh, calm down, It's alright, I understand"
"You do?"
"Yeah, you lost a close friend, you were upset..."
She gave him a thankful look, and then her expression changed to contemplation. At that moment thought, they were interrupted by Professor McGonagall...
"Ah, Miss Stewart, you're awake.."
She acknowledged the teacher with a nod.
"You're probably going to want to know why you're not dead..."
"Yes...I was beginning to wonder..."
"You see, it has never been documented, but it has been proven, that the killing curse does not work on oneself, it merely renders the person unconcious for a few days."
"I see" mumbled Oliver
Emilia's eyes were filled with guilty tears.
"I'll leave you two alone" smiled the head, and left...
"Look, there's something I need to tell you..."
"What is it?" asked Oliver, know rather confused.
"That night that we uh, you know..."
"Yeah"
"I-I wasn't a virgin that night"
"Oh, well, if it makes you feel any better, neither was I"
"You weren't? Oh, well, I- I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier"
Even though it sounded like he'd accepted what she had just told him, he still looked a little hurt, as if part of his ego had just been stripped away...
"Oliver, I..." started Em.
"One question, who was it?"
She hesitated to say anything, before Wood's piercing gaze pushed her to tell him.
"It was- It was Cedric, but I swear to god it was before I met you, it was before I even knew you existed..."
"Shit" he stood up, "You pick your times to tell me something like this..."
"Look, it was something that juat happened, what's done is done, you can't change the past. So I lost my virginity to someone else, what does it matter? i mean, was it such a big ego boost to you or something?" she stopped, realising how stupid and pathetic her words sounded.
"What are you talking about? Yes, I did think that that night was your first time, and I'll admit it did make me feel good about myself..."
Oliver, realising how selfish he was sounding, sat back down, and sighed heavily.
"Em, I'm sorry, I'm just thinking of myself ..."
"Ssh...c'mere" she said, gesturing to the edge of the bed.
He got up, and then sat down facing her. She sat up, and pulled him in for an embrace that lasted a long, long time.
"I'm sorry for being an egotistical git..."
"I'm sorry for even thinking of leaving you..."
They left their arms around each others shoulders for a long time, or at least until Katie, Alicia and Angelina appeared.
"Em, you had us so worried" exclaimed Alicia
"I'm dead sorry you guys, I feel do bad. I can't imagine what you've been through..."
"Shut up, Em, you're alright, thats the main thing, now go to sleep..." ordered Oliver.
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She did just that, she slept off all the effects of the curse, and a few days later found herself invited to Cedric's funeral.
It was the day she got out of the Hospital Wing. It turned out to be a much more painful experience than she thought, not only because she was saying her final goodbye to her first love, but because of the circumstances of his death.
Professor Sprout said a few, having been Cedric's head of house, as did McGonagall, as the headmistress.
Besides the pain the event caused, it was a lovely day, sunshine, a slight summer breeze. A single lily lay accross his coffin, beautiful, solitary, but meaningful.
Em sobbed heavily into Oliver's strong arms, as the priest said his words. He was being an absolute pillar of strength these past few days, and she was thankful that he was there for her...
After the ceremony, Emilia exchanged a few words with Cedric's parents, and then was escorted back to the squad house, where the other guys were waiting to give her a cuppa(tea), and a hug...
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A/N: Crap eh?