Chapter 3: Nina out of her shell?
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The Gryffindors were at breakfast the next morning. Hermione looked
over at Harry. He had been very quiet since yesterday. After all, it was
Friday and they had lessons later on. He needed to eat. She nudged Ron. He
looked over at Harry too. Harry was pushing a piece of bacon around his
plate with his fork.
Ron sighed. He looked on Hermione's other side. Very strangely, Nina wasn't eating either. She who usually went back for seconds was pushing her untouched food around her plate to make the quantity look less. "Was it because of yesterday?" Ron wondered. *** *** *** Nina speared a sausage on her fork. She brought it to her mouth, and then gave up. The smell of food made her feel sick. She returned to pushing omlette bits around her plate. As she did so, she could feel Ron's eyes on her.
" Look away, look away . . ." Nina muttered under her breath. She badly wanted to talk to Harry but there was no way she was going to do so with Ron and Hermione around. Furthermore, she felt a bit doubtful. What if he didn't want to listen to her? Or what if he refused to help her? She sighed and stared at her food. Just the sight of the food was making her feel sick.
Nina quickly got up, pushed her chair back, grabbed her backpack and disappeared into the Entrance Hall. *** *** *** Harry watched as Nina disappeared into the Entrance Hall. He badly wanted to go after her and ask her what the matter was, what those eyes meant, but he restrained himself. He was sure Ron and Hermione would think he was . . . well . . . attracted to her or something.
*TIME PASSES*
Harry and Ron looked up at Professor Trelawney. "Can't she ever stop droning?" Ron said with a particularly obvious yawn. " Umhm . . ." was all Harry said. As usual the sickly perfume and heat from the fire was fogging up his brain . . .
Harry was standing at the door of a huge house. It was situated on a hill and the whole valley could be seen from up there. At the foot of the hill was a village. And a good distance away from the village was . . .a graveyard. A sudden sense of déjà vu washed over him.
As Harry stood and pondered, a bloodcurdling scream could be heard. Harry looked at the graveyard again. In the dim light of the setting sun, he could just about make out a tall, skeletal figure with a raised arm. The figure appeared to be laughing but the screaming drowned out the sound. Harry knew that figure . . . yes, he did. Suddenly, his scar seared with pain, the screaming was in his head . . .
Harry opened his eyes and saw a pair of blue eyes looking at him. He stared up into Nina's concerned face. The expressions in her eyes were clearer than ever. They were burning in her eyes. Beside Nina, Ron was bending over Harry looking rather troubled. Professor Trelawney was standing with the rest of the class, a little behind Ron. Harry had a feeling that Nina said something that kept Prof. Trelawney back.
Although Prof. Trelawney only wanted one person to go with Harry to the hospital wing, both Ron and Nina insisted on going with him.
" What difference is it going to make to you anyway Professor?" Nina asked in a cold voice. The class stared at her. They had never heard her talking confidently to anyone, let alone talking coldly to a teacher. However, Nina appeared not to care. Harry was extremely surprised. "What happened to the shy, I-won't-come-out-of-my-shell Nina?" he wondered.
What had happened to Nina?
Why the sudden change?
And what had Harry been dreaming about?
Find out as you read on.
PLS R&R. thanks so much.
Ron sighed. He looked on Hermione's other side. Very strangely, Nina wasn't eating either. She who usually went back for seconds was pushing her untouched food around her plate to make the quantity look less. "Was it because of yesterday?" Ron wondered. *** *** *** Nina speared a sausage on her fork. She brought it to her mouth, and then gave up. The smell of food made her feel sick. She returned to pushing omlette bits around her plate. As she did so, she could feel Ron's eyes on her.
" Look away, look away . . ." Nina muttered under her breath. She badly wanted to talk to Harry but there was no way she was going to do so with Ron and Hermione around. Furthermore, she felt a bit doubtful. What if he didn't want to listen to her? Or what if he refused to help her? She sighed and stared at her food. Just the sight of the food was making her feel sick.
Nina quickly got up, pushed her chair back, grabbed her backpack and disappeared into the Entrance Hall. *** *** *** Harry watched as Nina disappeared into the Entrance Hall. He badly wanted to go after her and ask her what the matter was, what those eyes meant, but he restrained himself. He was sure Ron and Hermione would think he was . . . well . . . attracted to her or something.
*TIME PASSES*
Harry and Ron looked up at Professor Trelawney. "Can't she ever stop droning?" Ron said with a particularly obvious yawn. " Umhm . . ." was all Harry said. As usual the sickly perfume and heat from the fire was fogging up his brain . . .
Harry was standing at the door of a huge house. It was situated on a hill and the whole valley could be seen from up there. At the foot of the hill was a village. And a good distance away from the village was . . .a graveyard. A sudden sense of déjà vu washed over him.
As Harry stood and pondered, a bloodcurdling scream could be heard. Harry looked at the graveyard again. In the dim light of the setting sun, he could just about make out a tall, skeletal figure with a raised arm. The figure appeared to be laughing but the screaming drowned out the sound. Harry knew that figure . . . yes, he did. Suddenly, his scar seared with pain, the screaming was in his head . . .
Harry opened his eyes and saw a pair of blue eyes looking at him. He stared up into Nina's concerned face. The expressions in her eyes were clearer than ever. They were burning in her eyes. Beside Nina, Ron was bending over Harry looking rather troubled. Professor Trelawney was standing with the rest of the class, a little behind Ron. Harry had a feeling that Nina said something that kept Prof. Trelawney back.
Although Prof. Trelawney only wanted one person to go with Harry to the hospital wing, both Ron and Nina insisted on going with him.
" What difference is it going to make to you anyway Professor?" Nina asked in a cold voice. The class stared at her. They had never heard her talking confidently to anyone, let alone talking coldly to a teacher. However, Nina appeared not to care. Harry was extremely surprised. "What happened to the shy, I-won't-come-out-of-my-shell Nina?" he wondered.
What had happened to Nina?
Why the sudden change?
And what had Harry been dreaming about?
Find out as you read on.
PLS R&R. thanks so much.