Chapter Fifty-nine
Lucky-Pants said:
Open quote'I WANT TO SHAKE YOU, THEN I WANT TO SLAP YOU, THEN I WANT TO POINT AND LAUGH AT YOU!
This is not that kind of fic...I don't think ffn lets people put X-rated stories on it.'Close quote
What the hell are you talking about? There is a sick and twisted mind in that little brain of yours! I meant that I wanted to shake some sense into you, slap you for being a fool and then laugh at you for now realising what a fool you are and for your very funny Parody/Mary Sue!
You can get X rating for violence. Cyber violence isn't nice.
Araminta and Pansy went back to Araminta's room, and Araminta let Pansy cry on her shoulder. Then they had some chocolate and girl talk before going down to dinner. All in all, it was a very enjoyable evening even though an air of worry hung about Pansy like a noxious cloud.
For the next two days, whenever she wasn't in class, Araminta dodged Hermione's dirty looks to search the library from top to bottom. She didn't find anything useful about time travel; the only thing she found was a book about Time-Turners, which only went backwards, and that there had once been a book published by the Ministry of Magic on the topic (but it was now missing from the library).
Araminta was feeling world-weary. All around her, shiny, happy people were scurrying back and forth through the halls in anticipation of the kickoff Quidditch Match and Ball, and You-Know-Who was far from anyone's mind. Yet, every day, Araminta felt less and less comfortable here. She knew that she needed to get back to her own time, to her own home. Her soulmate was here but her heart wasn't.
Once, she saw Snape take one look at his breakfast and bolt from the room. She wished there was something she could do to help, but the only thing she managed to do was put a hand on Pansy's sleeve to keep her from following and possibly giving their secret away. To top it off, Millicent was moodier than ever and picking fights with the both of them every chance she got. Araminta and Pansy tried to be the better people and not respond to the name-calling and demands.
Finally, just before sunset on Tuesday, the clouds broke and a gorgeous peach and gold sky was visible between clouds of scarlet and violet. Araminta sneaked away for a moment to herself, transformed into her unicorn Animagus form, and streaked across the outer portion of the grounds, reveling in the beauty of nature. Sometimes, she decided, you have to treat yourself.