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Chapter Twenty-Five: Alone
Arissa
The next morning, I woke up before everyone else. I glanced at my magic watch, 6:30. I needed to get away for a few minutes. I couldn't go to the library. I needed a place where no one would find me. I grabbed my cloak, and after I gave Midnight something to eat, went outside.
I don't know why I needed some time to myself. Probably because I needed time to really think about my situation. I'm only eleven, and I'm getting death omens. I have a twin sister and a baby brother on the way. I know this because Dad told me right before I came back to school.
Speaking of baby brothers, I want to name him Vincent Jonathan Xavier Malfoy, but Simone likes the name Matthew Joshua Dylan Malfoy. We'd better think of a name quickly.
I let my feet carry me out to the lake. The giant squid was still there, moving silently through the water. I found a spot to sit, hidden from the rest of the school. No one would find me here. I fell to the ground, crying. I'm all alone in this. Simone doesn't believe me. I know Dumbledore talked to her; otherwise, she'd still be ignoring me. No one else believes me either, except for Christina, but she's not my sister. It just shows me that I'm really alone. No one will ever believe me.
I know I can never talk to anyone about this ever again. I must not show them my weakness. I hear that I am weak in my nightmares. I hear it sometimes when other students pass me in the hallway, especially after the Slytherin game. Don't they know that those words hurt me more than the words Lucius throws at me?
I just buried my head in my hands and let my emotions flow out of me. I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I kept where I was, though. I couldn't go inside just yet, even though it was cold out here by the lake. I just sat there, rocking back and forth, trying to keep warm. I can't keep up this charade, making everyone think that I'm happy. God, I wish they all knew the truth about me! But they don't.
"Arissa, what are you doing out here?" a female voice asked.
I turned around to find my sister. "How did you find me?
"I don't know, exactly. You weren't in your bed, or in the library. Hell you weren't even in the Great Hall. What are you doing out here?" she repeated.
"I'm thinking."
She sat down next to me. "About what?"
I shrugged. "Does it matter anymore?" I asked coldly.
"Arissa!" she gasped, but I couldn't stand being around her. I turned and ran. I had no idea where to go, but I needed to be away from her.
I don't know exactly where I'm going. I can't go into the library. That's where everyone knows I would normaly go. I could go to Hagrid's, but he probably wouldn't believe me. I ran onto the Quidditch pitch, falling onto the grass. Everything went black.
I woke up, seeing a blonde head. What the hell was Simone doing on the pitch? But then I saw the scene behind her. I saw the white sheets, and the wizard portraits. I was in the bloody hospital wing!
"What in bloody hell happened?" I asked, sitting up.
Simone's sad gray eyes turned towards me. "You're awake! What happened?" She hugged me tightly.
I broke free from her embrace. "I just wanted to be alone! I'm sick of everyone thinking that I'm so weak! I was on the pitch before everything went black."
"You passed out on the pitch. You've been here for a few days."
"WHAT?"
"You got sick. You fainted. You've been here for two days."
"What the hell do you mean I'm sick?"
"Watch your language, Arissa," she warned. "You had a mild case of the flu. Madam Pomfrey says you'll be fine in a few days."
"What about my homework?"
She grinned. "I brought it with me. It's on your table."
I followed her gaze to my bedside table. She was right, my homework was there.
"Do Mum and Dad know about this?"
She nodded. "Madam Pomfrey sent them an owl the day you passed out. I've been sending owls to them since then. They were about to come to the school until I reminded them that Madam Pomfrey was here. Needless to say, it worked, but they're worried about you."
"What about Midnight?"
She smiled. "I'm taking care of him, but he misses you terribly."
I sighed. "Where are Jordan, Lisa, and Christina?"
"They're at dinner. Which is where I should be," she said, getting up. "I'll tell Madam Pomfrey you're awake. I'll be back before classes tomorrow."
She left to go to dinner, leaving me alone with my thoughts. What was I thinking, going outside in the cold? Why did I have to run onto the pitch? I felt so stupid. Madam Pomfrey came to my bed, giving me some Pepper-Up Potion and another potion for dreamless sleep. She stayed with me until I finished them.
My eyelids grew heavy. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
(A/N) Wow, I'm feeling sick just reading that. By the way, this has happened to me. The passing out and finding out it was the flu, so don't yell at me if it sounds fake! Anyway, you all know the drill! Review!
