"Why did I even bother? I mean it's not like they would accept me after realizing what I am...what was I thinking? I thought people change...
But I guess I was wrong again...There is no place for me in the world of humans. I don't belong in here. At least he treated me normally...but then again...he wasn't normal himself...Soon the battle will begin.... and we shall see who is on which side. All the secrets will be revealed. On the seventh day of the white falling star when the sun sets...they will come back to claim their victims...and allies..."
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Harry was walking down the corridor bumping into someone every two seconds, he felt terrible, not being able to put himself together after what happened in Dumbledores office...it felt unreal. He knew everything about her already but deep inside couldn't believe it and when it turned out to be truth he was in shock. It took him a long time to actually realize what's been said to him only few minutes ago. Call him dense but you don't come across a girl, which is actually a demon, Voldemorts right hand and best weapon, a traitor, murder and probably one of the most dangerous enemies possible.
Then again when you think about it why didn't she kill him when she had the chance to, it wouldn't be hard especially for such an evil, heartless creature-Harry narrowed his eyes imagining Calista as she joins Voldemort again. - Then again it wouldn't be wise to murder someone in front of Dumbledores nose. This had to be analyzed carefully and right now he couldn't gather his thoughts into one piece… and he was outside the Gryffindors common room.
"Wasp sting"-Harry muttered unconsciously to the portrait as it slowly opened with a crack. He realized there weren't many students left which was quite odd for him since the lessons finished maybe an hour ago… or so he thought.
Then he spotted Hermione and Ron sitting in front of the fireplace (which became their tradition since the first year), whispering.
"What's going on?" questioned the boy
"Harry! Where on earth have you been?!" uttered Ron in a harsh whisper
"I…I was in Dumbledores office?" Harry was thinking whether he should make up some lame story and pray they would take it or tell them the terrifying truth, but before he had the chance to continue Hermione took over
"Do you realize how much you've missed?!-Hermione was nearly burning in excitement-Calista stormed into the room. I don't know how that's possible but suddenly the room went dark and icy cold or maybe it was my imagination , anyway she run into the girls dormitory after a while she came out with a beautiful platinum sword with a perfectly shaped ruby handle. It looked really expensive ,but also she was wearing a gothic black cloak with a silver wizard sign on it…though it wasn't an ordinary sign…Oh Harry you should have seen her face! She looked as if she was about to turn this place into a slaughter house but she just went out without a word… freezing night…" Hermione shivered as she looked outside the window.
Harry decided…it was time to tell the truth…
Silence…tense ,uncomfortable silence filled the room as the Gryffindors best seeker finished his story. Ron was the first one to brake it.
"Y'know Harry ,you should write an autobiography called MY life- never ending fight for survival - he was trying to put on a smile put it only looked like he was going to throw up.
"That's so cheerful Ron! We have to discuss it before it's too late…Harry! What if she …"
" Don't forget what I've told you about her deal with Dumbledore" warned the third Gryffindor
"You're…you're actually sticking up for her?! Are you insane?!"
"Ron shut up! It's late!" hissed Hermione
silence again…the words they feared the most were hanging in the air like a pray…and was about to fall
"Well? What do we do now? Wait until she comes back with the whole army of death-eaters or you-know-who himself?"-Sarcasm…one of the best things Ron was good at.
But he asked the right question…the problem was they didn't know how to answer it…
They weren't even sure if Calista was their ally or an enemy. A bit of both really.
But I guess I was wrong again...There is no place for me in the world of humans. I don't belong in here. At least he treated me normally...but then again...he wasn't normal himself...Soon the battle will begin.... and we shall see who is on which side. All the secrets will be revealed. On the seventh day of the white falling star when the sun sets...they will come back to claim their victims...and allies..."
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Harry was walking down the corridor bumping into someone every two seconds, he felt terrible, not being able to put himself together after what happened in Dumbledores office...it felt unreal. He knew everything about her already but deep inside couldn't believe it and when it turned out to be truth he was in shock. It took him a long time to actually realize what's been said to him only few minutes ago. Call him dense but you don't come across a girl, which is actually a demon, Voldemorts right hand and best weapon, a traitor, murder and probably one of the most dangerous enemies possible.
Then again when you think about it why didn't she kill him when she had the chance to, it wouldn't be hard especially for such an evil, heartless creature-Harry narrowed his eyes imagining Calista as she joins Voldemort again. - Then again it wouldn't be wise to murder someone in front of Dumbledores nose. This had to be analyzed carefully and right now he couldn't gather his thoughts into one piece… and he was outside the Gryffindors common room.
"Wasp sting"-Harry muttered unconsciously to the portrait as it slowly opened with a crack. He realized there weren't many students left which was quite odd for him since the lessons finished maybe an hour ago… or so he thought.
Then he spotted Hermione and Ron sitting in front of the fireplace (which became their tradition since the first year), whispering.
"What's going on?" questioned the boy
"Harry! Where on earth have you been?!" uttered Ron in a harsh whisper
"I…I was in Dumbledores office?" Harry was thinking whether he should make up some lame story and pray they would take it or tell them the terrifying truth, but before he had the chance to continue Hermione took over
"Do you realize how much you've missed?!-Hermione was nearly burning in excitement-Calista stormed into the room. I don't know how that's possible but suddenly the room went dark and icy cold or maybe it was my imagination , anyway she run into the girls dormitory after a while she came out with a beautiful platinum sword with a perfectly shaped ruby handle. It looked really expensive ,but also she was wearing a gothic black cloak with a silver wizard sign on it…though it wasn't an ordinary sign…Oh Harry you should have seen her face! She looked as if she was about to turn this place into a slaughter house but she just went out without a word… freezing night…" Hermione shivered as she looked outside the window.
Harry decided…it was time to tell the truth…
Silence…tense ,uncomfortable silence filled the room as the Gryffindors best seeker finished his story. Ron was the first one to brake it.
"Y'know Harry ,you should write an autobiography called MY life- never ending fight for survival - he was trying to put on a smile put it only looked like he was going to throw up.
"That's so cheerful Ron! We have to discuss it before it's too late…Harry! What if she …"
" Don't forget what I've told you about her deal with Dumbledore" warned the third Gryffindor
"You're…you're actually sticking up for her?! Are you insane?!"
"Ron shut up! It's late!" hissed Hermione
silence again…the words they feared the most were hanging in the air like a pray…and was about to fall
"Well? What do we do now? Wait until she comes back with the whole army of death-eaters or you-know-who himself?"-Sarcasm…one of the best things Ron was good at.
But he asked the right question…the problem was they didn't know how to answer it…
They weren't even sure if Calista was their ally or an enemy. A bit of both really.