Chapter 13

Silje sat in motionless silence, running the riddle over and over in her head. But nothing seemed to fall into place.

"Maybe a suit of armour in the school?" Draco suggested, breaking the intense stillness.

"No all the suits armour in this school move." Silje pointed out "It's only muggle ones that don't."

"Well perhaps…. The next clue is a muggle house?" Draco recommended.

"I won't have thought so. The nearest muggle house is quite a distance." 

Yet again silence fell into the room, perching over their heads, making them fell uneasy.

"Say...um… Silje?" Draco began to ask.

"What?" She responded with a small voice.

"So do you think…you know…what I said early…that we could give us another chance?"

Silje just stared at him in disbelief. Here she was frantically trying to find her best friend. Who was in the hands of, heck knows who!? And her boyfriend who slept with her favourite companion is now asking her to get back together with him again!

"YOU'RE SUCH A SELFISH DIPSHIT!!" Silje screamed at Draco, as tears welled up in her eyes.

"But I thought you loved me!" He said back, currently standing up to come face to face with her.

"I did…once." Silje sniffed.

"I'm just saying, that I really just want too see you happy, and if you let me, I would like to be the person who makes you cheerful."

They stood there in looked gazes with each other. Soundless tears began to travel down Silje's pale cheeks.

"I just don't want to be hurt, again." She whispered, turning her head to the side.

"I'm really sorry about what I did." Draco said sincerely. "But that won't happen again. I was stupid and wasn't thinking, like most of the time. So what do you say?"

Silje turned back to face Draco and gazed into his iron cold eyes.

"No..." She whispered "I have more important things to do."

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Silje walked out of the room, with her arms wrapped around her stomach for support. She had left Draco in his room as she made her way to the Gryffindor common room. She felt it was the only place for help. Silje wanted to break down and cry till she fainted, But she wanted to show she was strong. Even though she could not stop the tears falling down her fair face.

Outside snow was falling delicately, covering the ground in a thin icy layer of white powder. The cold was frost casting sparkling coating over the windows, so it was almost impossible to see out of them. A lot of students were heaving their trunks down to the carriages for the Christmas holidays.

Silje finally arrived at the Gryffindor common room, after giving the password to the fat lady.

(A/N: How she remembers all the passwords? I shall never know!)

The Gryffindor common room was all decorated with red tinsel and fairy lights.

(A/N: Padfoot don't say anything!)

"Hello?" Silje said in a tiny voice "Is anyone here?"

Suddenly a tall red haired boy appeared at the top of the stairwell, which she straight away recognized as Ron Weasly.

"Oh God Ron I'm so glad to see you..." Silje sighed with relief "Where is everyone?"

"Most have gone for Christmas holidays." Ron stated not taking his eyes off Silje "It's just me, Ginny and some 2nd years. And we have the whole place to ourselves."

He strolled down the stairs slowly, taking one step at a time. Until he was at last opposite Silje.

"I got something for you" He said, as he reached into his robe pocket. Taking out a small piece of paper and handing it to Silje. "Errol, the flying wrecking ball, posted it to me this afternoon."

The first thing Silje noticed was the same green ribbon wrapped around the parchment; She ripped it off and unrolled the letter.

"To Miss Thorns.,

You take a dreadfully long time to figure out one simple riddle.

But you better figure it out quick.

Jenny is here as well, and is crying in front of me right now.

 You misses you a lot and that Potter boy.

I think I might play a little game.

It include you, me and of course your dear little Jennifer.

If you don't solve the riddle by midnight tonight,

Then Jenny shall have a new wound to lick. And every hour after midnight you fail to answer the riddle, Jenny as receive another.

So tick tock, your time is running out,

And so is Jenny's"

"Did you read this?" Silje asked Ron.

" 'Cause not!" Ron spluttered.

"Ok I need to find Drac…um Malfoy."

"Why?"

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me…" Silje sighed, turning around and heading out the portrait hole. She only had to midnight and it was already 10:15pm.