A/N: Alright this is to keep you in suspense, so you have to read all this,
unless of course you don't read it, and in that case you would go straight
to the story, which would offend me greatly since I took a great amount of
time typing up this useless bit that hopefully you will read without
thinking that I'm really dumb. Well, no more holding the suspense over you
heads anymore, although you've probably scrolled down already, so well,
read on!
*~+~*
"Do you reckon I should ask her now?" Harry whispered to Ron.
"Well, why don't you find out for yourself?" he retorted, annoyed that his best friend was girl-crazy.
"Come on! Some advice here!" Harry whined, his eyes never leaving the back of a black-haired girl.
"Well, you can either have her, or go alone. I'm taking Hermione." Ron said, still very annoyed.
"Alright! Alright! We'll do it your way!" Harry said, making to step out to talk to Felicity.
Just as he was about to stride purposely towards Felicity, he saw Hermione walk towards him. She was clearly annoyed, and Harry knew that she didn't like Felicity so he made out that he was looking for some books on his potions essay.
"Found anything?" Hermione asked in a dangerously quiet voice.
"No. Have you Ron? Ron? Ron!" Harry called out to Ron who had followed Harry's lead and immediately began searching the books in front of him.
"No. I haven't found a thing!" he called back.
Hermione glared at them reproachfully. "Well maybe, just maybe, you were looking in the wrong section? The potions section is two rows down!" Hermione said through gritted teeth.
Harry took one frightened look at Hermione's face and headed off to look for information. When he saw Hermione look away, he chanced a glance to where Felicity was sitting, but she was no longer there.
*~+~*
Felicity walked through the empty corridor, her booted feet making not a sound on the cold stone floor. Suddenly she heard a tapping noise come from a window. Looking out, she saw an owl perched on the ledge waiting to be let in. Felicity deftly undid the latch and let the owl soar in.
It dropped a letter into her hands and soared out again. Felicity's hands shook with fear and confusion. The letter was addressed to her from her late father. Baffled beyond belief, she opened the letter and began to read:
My dearest Felicity, If you are reading this and I am gone, then I am most grateful to whoever disposed of me. I had a dark secret that would've haunted you if I were alive. I hope you are doing well at Hogwarts and that you've made friends and are happier there than at Beauxbaton. Really dear, I sometimes wonder why you didn't tell us you were unhappy earlier. Then we could've exchanged you! Now I must tell you my secret, for if they were to hurt you, I would never forgive myself. Felicity. . .
Felicity's heart stopped. Her eyes widened in horror as she read. After several seconds of disbelief, she wiped all emotions off her face and folded the letter up in a composed manner.
She headed up to Animagi Tower and went straight to her dorm, thankful for once that the dorm was empty.
Felicity then collapsed onto the couch, and began to shake violently. She couldn't stop the tears flowing down her face as she remembered what her father had written. How could he have done such a thing? How could he have been such a thing? How could her loving father been that?
Questions whirled through her head and they only stopped as she heard the door open.
Felicity wiped away her tears and turned to look to see who it was. Her heart sank as she saw Draco staring at her. He opened his mouth as if to speak then thought better of it and sat down beside her.
"Mudblood! What's wrong now? Felicity, come on! Talk to me!" Draco commanded, tilting her head so he could see her face. He was astonished to find tears running down her face.
The instant Draco had touched Felicity, she had jerked backwards, flinching. She didn't need sympathy from a pig-headed moron, but in that moment she had held eye contact with him, she saw a shadow of something stir behind his eyes, but couldn't work out what it was.
Felicity had just entered a whole new game, and she wasn't keen on finding out what was going to happen.
Draco saw Felicity flinch at his touch, and mistaking it for a sign of embarrassment, he took out his wand and locked the door with several charms.
"Felicity! Tell me what's wrong! It'll ease the pain. I know," Draco stared at Felicity with his cold, pale gray eyes, smirking slightly.
Felicity collapsed into Draco's arms and started to sob uncontrollably. Lifting her head slightly, she calmed herself and prepared to tell her archenemy and tormentor the worst secret of her father's life.
*~+~* (A/N: hahahahahahahaha!)
Parvati looked around in desperation. Where could she possibly be? She had checked the dorm, and she wasn't there, she had checked the library and she wasn't there, she had checked the common room and she wasn't there.
Parvati groaned in frustration. Felicity had disappeared! Planning to check the greenhouses and classrooms, Parvati set off again.
By the time Parvati had finished checking everywhere that was possible, she gave up and thought to herself that she would tell Felicity her great idea tomorrow during class.
Sighing resignedly, she headed off to Animagi Tower. It was nearly 5 o'clock and an hour and a half till dinner, and she had to get changed into clean robes.
On the way to her tower, she ran into Draco, who rolled his eyes at the sight of Parvati, but instead of scowling he said something that made Parvati assume that Malfoy was on some sort of drug or poison.
"Parvati, your friend could use a little cheering up. She's crying all over the place, and I don't think it's healthy for our room." Draco said, a sneer playing around his lips, as always.
Parvati took one horrified look at Malfoy and ran off at top speed to look for Felicity.
*~+~*
Felicity gulped and tried to make her mouth form the words.
"My. . . my father. . ." she grounded to a halt.
Draco looked at Felicity, hard and cold as always, but compassion in his eyes. "Go on!" he urged.
"My father was. . . my father was a. . . a. . ." Felicity couldn't say it. Saying it would make it real. If she didn't say it then she wouldn't have to believe the words that had slashed through her heart 2 hours ago.
"My father was. . ." Felicity gave up. "I can't tell you Draco. I can't tell anyone. It would bring shame upon the family, shame upon me, and if my mother knew she would completely freak, although she's dead. . ." Felicity started to shake again.
Draco pulled her closer. "It's ok. Take your time Felicity. We have all night to talk." Malfoy muttered in Felicity's ear.
Sighing and wondering what she was doing, Felicity gathered closer to Draco and tried to explain what her father had written.
"You see, my father, he was killed by the. . . the. . . The Dark Lord. (Felicity gulped) I never knew why Lord. . . Lord. . . Lord Vold. . .emort wanted to kill my father. Apparently my father wrote down why and such petty details to give to me when he was killed. . ." Felicity choked.
"Go on." Draco said encouragingly, wondering what the hell he was doing with this mudblood in his lap who was pouring out her life's story.
"He knew he was going to die. . . Draco can you believe that he knew he was going to get killed? By Lord Vol. . . Voldemort of all people! Well, anyway, he wrote this letter to me." Felicity pulled out a crumpled letter from her pocket.
"He wrote to me in this letter about his sins and mistakes. Oh Draco! My father he. . . I can't say it. I'll just read it to you in his words." Felicity gulped and began to read the sentence that had sliced her heart in two.
*~+~*
A/N: Alright, I know I waffle a bit but I can't help it! Besides, it gets you all worked up and then it turns out that you don't hear it anyway. It is a good way of getting cliffhangers! Well dangle away! I am going to leave the next chapter for a few days. Leave you to stew a bit then pour the veggies in! It's going to get hot pretty quickly! :-)
*~+~*
"Do you reckon I should ask her now?" Harry whispered to Ron.
"Well, why don't you find out for yourself?" he retorted, annoyed that his best friend was girl-crazy.
"Come on! Some advice here!" Harry whined, his eyes never leaving the back of a black-haired girl.
"Well, you can either have her, or go alone. I'm taking Hermione." Ron said, still very annoyed.
"Alright! Alright! We'll do it your way!" Harry said, making to step out to talk to Felicity.
Just as he was about to stride purposely towards Felicity, he saw Hermione walk towards him. She was clearly annoyed, and Harry knew that she didn't like Felicity so he made out that he was looking for some books on his potions essay.
"Found anything?" Hermione asked in a dangerously quiet voice.
"No. Have you Ron? Ron? Ron!" Harry called out to Ron who had followed Harry's lead and immediately began searching the books in front of him.
"No. I haven't found a thing!" he called back.
Hermione glared at them reproachfully. "Well maybe, just maybe, you were looking in the wrong section? The potions section is two rows down!" Hermione said through gritted teeth.
Harry took one frightened look at Hermione's face and headed off to look for information. When he saw Hermione look away, he chanced a glance to where Felicity was sitting, but she was no longer there.
*~+~*
Felicity walked through the empty corridor, her booted feet making not a sound on the cold stone floor. Suddenly she heard a tapping noise come from a window. Looking out, she saw an owl perched on the ledge waiting to be let in. Felicity deftly undid the latch and let the owl soar in.
It dropped a letter into her hands and soared out again. Felicity's hands shook with fear and confusion. The letter was addressed to her from her late father. Baffled beyond belief, she opened the letter and began to read:
My dearest Felicity, If you are reading this and I am gone, then I am most grateful to whoever disposed of me. I had a dark secret that would've haunted you if I were alive. I hope you are doing well at Hogwarts and that you've made friends and are happier there than at Beauxbaton. Really dear, I sometimes wonder why you didn't tell us you were unhappy earlier. Then we could've exchanged you! Now I must tell you my secret, for if they were to hurt you, I would never forgive myself. Felicity. . .
Felicity's heart stopped. Her eyes widened in horror as she read. After several seconds of disbelief, she wiped all emotions off her face and folded the letter up in a composed manner.
She headed up to Animagi Tower and went straight to her dorm, thankful for once that the dorm was empty.
Felicity then collapsed onto the couch, and began to shake violently. She couldn't stop the tears flowing down her face as she remembered what her father had written. How could he have done such a thing? How could he have been such a thing? How could her loving father been that?
Questions whirled through her head and they only stopped as she heard the door open.
Felicity wiped away her tears and turned to look to see who it was. Her heart sank as she saw Draco staring at her. He opened his mouth as if to speak then thought better of it and sat down beside her.
"Mudblood! What's wrong now? Felicity, come on! Talk to me!" Draco commanded, tilting her head so he could see her face. He was astonished to find tears running down her face.
The instant Draco had touched Felicity, she had jerked backwards, flinching. She didn't need sympathy from a pig-headed moron, but in that moment she had held eye contact with him, she saw a shadow of something stir behind his eyes, but couldn't work out what it was.
Felicity had just entered a whole new game, and she wasn't keen on finding out what was going to happen.
Draco saw Felicity flinch at his touch, and mistaking it for a sign of embarrassment, he took out his wand and locked the door with several charms.
"Felicity! Tell me what's wrong! It'll ease the pain. I know," Draco stared at Felicity with his cold, pale gray eyes, smirking slightly.
Felicity collapsed into Draco's arms and started to sob uncontrollably. Lifting her head slightly, she calmed herself and prepared to tell her archenemy and tormentor the worst secret of her father's life.
*~+~* (A/N: hahahahahahahaha!)
Parvati looked around in desperation. Where could she possibly be? She had checked the dorm, and she wasn't there, she had checked the library and she wasn't there, she had checked the common room and she wasn't there.
Parvati groaned in frustration. Felicity had disappeared! Planning to check the greenhouses and classrooms, Parvati set off again.
By the time Parvati had finished checking everywhere that was possible, she gave up and thought to herself that she would tell Felicity her great idea tomorrow during class.
Sighing resignedly, she headed off to Animagi Tower. It was nearly 5 o'clock and an hour and a half till dinner, and she had to get changed into clean robes.
On the way to her tower, she ran into Draco, who rolled his eyes at the sight of Parvati, but instead of scowling he said something that made Parvati assume that Malfoy was on some sort of drug or poison.
"Parvati, your friend could use a little cheering up. She's crying all over the place, and I don't think it's healthy for our room." Draco said, a sneer playing around his lips, as always.
Parvati took one horrified look at Malfoy and ran off at top speed to look for Felicity.
*~+~*
Felicity gulped and tried to make her mouth form the words.
"My. . . my father. . ." she grounded to a halt.
Draco looked at Felicity, hard and cold as always, but compassion in his eyes. "Go on!" he urged.
"My father was. . . my father was a. . . a. . ." Felicity couldn't say it. Saying it would make it real. If she didn't say it then she wouldn't have to believe the words that had slashed through her heart 2 hours ago.
"My father was. . ." Felicity gave up. "I can't tell you Draco. I can't tell anyone. It would bring shame upon the family, shame upon me, and if my mother knew she would completely freak, although she's dead. . ." Felicity started to shake again.
Draco pulled her closer. "It's ok. Take your time Felicity. We have all night to talk." Malfoy muttered in Felicity's ear.
Sighing and wondering what she was doing, Felicity gathered closer to Draco and tried to explain what her father had written.
"You see, my father, he was killed by the. . . the. . . The Dark Lord. (Felicity gulped) I never knew why Lord. . . Lord. . . Lord Vold. . .emort wanted to kill my father. Apparently my father wrote down why and such petty details to give to me when he was killed. . ." Felicity choked.
"Go on." Draco said encouragingly, wondering what the hell he was doing with this mudblood in his lap who was pouring out her life's story.
"He knew he was going to die. . . Draco can you believe that he knew he was going to get killed? By Lord Vol. . . Voldemort of all people! Well, anyway, he wrote this letter to me." Felicity pulled out a crumpled letter from her pocket.
"He wrote to me in this letter about his sins and mistakes. Oh Draco! My father he. . . I can't say it. I'll just read it to you in his words." Felicity gulped and began to read the sentence that had sliced her heart in two.
*~+~*
A/N: Alright, I know I waffle a bit but I can't help it! Besides, it gets you all worked up and then it turns out that you don't hear it anyway. It is a good way of getting cliffhangers! Well dangle away! I am going to leave the next chapter for a few days. Leave you to stew a bit then pour the veggies in! It's going to get hot pretty quickly! :-)