Chapter four
Disclaimer on opening note
Ruby's lunch was not setting well. Between blast ended skrewts and Bubotuber pus, she was very excited to have the afternoon off to due as she pleased.
"You know, Ruby," Hermione said, "You should take up another class, like runes, or Arithmacey."
"Why? I mean, I know pretty much that I want to be in potions. I'll have plenty to do when Mastery starts up tomorrow."
"But, potions are so,"
"Stop right there. I don't want to hear it."
"Wow," Ron said.
"Yeah, what's wrong," asked Harry.
Ruby sighed. "It just seems that everyone is on my case about wanting to do so much with potions."
"I'm sorry. You're right, just because I don't like the subject doesn't mean I should belittle it."
They parted ways, and Ruby made her way to the tower, and headed start for the bathroom where she had expelled her lunch. She washed her face as a single hot tear ran down her cheek. "I'm not a freak," she said aloud.
"I've always known that," said a voice all too familiar.
"So you are gaining power, are you?"
"You didn't really think you'd get rid of me that quickly did you? Don't you worry, dear. You have no reason to fear me. I have never showed you anything but affection."
"Oh yeah, the dreams you gave me last year where really affectionate. You are right there. I don't fear you at all," she said as she left to contemplate her future in potions.
Contemplating did not get the time it deserved, because Ginny had a break in her schedule. They went outside to a big shady tree and just talked about Ruby's favorite subject, nothing.
"Like this one time," Ruby said, "I was on this monstrous wave, and I was ripping it. I mean I truly owned the sea that day."
"You know I'd don't really have the slightest clue what you are talking about."
Ruby looked around her. "Well, for instance," she said grabbing Ginny's broom. She got on it then lifted off slightly above the ground. Then, carefully getting her balance, stood on top of it.
"What are you doing," Ginny asked.
"This is kinda how you ride a surf board. If it's a long board, you walk to the end and back," Ruby demonstrated on the broom, "while you are on a wave."
"So if I was standing and flying like that, about the same."
"Yeah, but surfing, to me at least, is way cooler."
"So have you had Defense yet," Ginny asked as Ruby got off the broom.
"Nope, you?"
"Yeah, he is an interesting man, Moody."
"You were scared to death, weren't you," Ruby asked, matter-a-factly.
"Oh yeah, like major," she laughed.
"It's going to be weird, cause I will actually have the class with the Gryffindor this year."
"That's cool. You should have been out of those class potions a long time ago."
Ruby smiled. Those were the first words of encouragement she had heard in a while.
*I like to have these little conversations. It makes the story a little more real, I think.
Ruby's lunch was not setting well. Between blast ended skrewts and Bubotuber pus, she was very excited to have the afternoon off to due as she pleased.
"You know, Ruby," Hermione said, "You should take up another class, like runes, or Arithmacey."
"Why? I mean, I know pretty much that I want to be in potions. I'll have plenty to do when Mastery starts up tomorrow."
"But, potions are so,"
"Stop right there. I don't want to hear it."
"Wow," Ron said.
"Yeah, what's wrong," asked Harry.
Ruby sighed. "It just seems that everyone is on my case about wanting to do so much with potions."
"I'm sorry. You're right, just because I don't like the subject doesn't mean I should belittle it."
They parted ways, and Ruby made her way to the tower, and headed start for the bathroom where she had expelled her lunch. She washed her face as a single hot tear ran down her cheek. "I'm not a freak," she said aloud.
"I've always known that," said a voice all too familiar.
"So you are gaining power, are you?"
"You didn't really think you'd get rid of me that quickly did you? Don't you worry, dear. You have no reason to fear me. I have never showed you anything but affection."
"Oh yeah, the dreams you gave me last year where really affectionate. You are right there. I don't fear you at all," she said as she left to contemplate her future in potions.
Contemplating did not get the time it deserved, because Ginny had a break in her schedule. They went outside to a big shady tree and just talked about Ruby's favorite subject, nothing.
"Like this one time," Ruby said, "I was on this monstrous wave, and I was ripping it. I mean I truly owned the sea that day."
"You know I'd don't really have the slightest clue what you are talking about."
Ruby looked around her. "Well, for instance," she said grabbing Ginny's broom. She got on it then lifted off slightly above the ground. Then, carefully getting her balance, stood on top of it.
"What are you doing," Ginny asked.
"This is kinda how you ride a surf board. If it's a long board, you walk to the end and back," Ruby demonstrated on the broom, "while you are on a wave."
"So if I was standing and flying like that, about the same."
"Yeah, but surfing, to me at least, is way cooler."
"So have you had Defense yet," Ginny asked as Ruby got off the broom.
"Nope, you?"
"Yeah, he is an interesting man, Moody."
"You were scared to death, weren't you," Ruby asked, matter-a-factly.
"Oh yeah, like major," she laughed.
"It's going to be weird, cause I will actually have the class with the Gryffindor this year."
"That's cool. You should have been out of those class potions a long time ago."
Ruby smiled. Those were the first words of encouragement she had heard in a while.
*I like to have these little conversations. It makes the story a little more real, I think.