Alright, I know that the last chapter was extremely "lovey dovey" and all, but I promise to make the next chapters both funny and dramatic without all the "I love you's" and the kisses.
Ok, now down to business.
Robyn sat on the couch with her boyfriend, Ron, as all of her friends around were talking and laughing together. It was October 31st and she still hadn't forgotten the thing Trelawny predicted. As she stared into the fireplace, watching the flames dance, she went over everything that has happened in her mind. Laura was still her best friend. She was caught in the broom shed with him, making out, by Snape only one month into the relationship. Of course, Snape owled Draco's father and Draco was never allowed to see her again.
"Robyn!" Ron practically shouted.
"Huh?" Robyn tore her eyes away from the fire to Ron's soft brown eyes.
"I said your name like 6 times!" Ron said, "Are you ok?" He looked at her worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine... just thinking," Robyn said, smiling to stop Ron from worrying.
"We were just talking about how nice it's been with you here," Ron said in a caring way.
"Oh... thanks guys!" Robyn said to everyone, turning pink.
There was a baby crying somewhere.
"Who is this?" a cold drawl said.
"I don't know... maybe we should just leave her here," a deep and dumb-sounding voice replied.
"But why didn't Voldemort kill this one? Why is she here?"
"Well, you can just kill her now," the deep voice suggested.
"Don't be stupid! The ministry can find out if I've done an Unforgivable Curse," the cold drawl snapped.
An image came into view.
It looked like a baby's room, except it was burned with ash all over and a wall had collapsed.
"Well... what do we do with her?" the deep voice belonged to a very large man with gorilla arms and short brown hair.
"Let me take care of that... and you go find Voldemort. Tell him I'm dealing with... unfinished business," the cold voice belonged to a very tall man with long, silvery-blonde hair.
"Alright, Malfoy... but be careful... she might be dangerous like the other one," the large man said, then disappeared.
Robyn awoke with sweat all over her face and sat up quickly. Suddenly everything made sense.
She rushed down the Girl's Dorm steps and was half-way up the Boy's steps when suddenly she fell. It turned into a ramp!
She grabbed her tawny owl, Athena.
"Alright, Athena. Please go into the Boy's Dorm and peck on Harry's head for me and wake him up? Make him follow you down here, too," Robyn instructed her beautiful brown owl.
"Where the hell are you-" Harry was stumbling down the staircase in only pajama bottoms, rubbing his head. He stopped suddenly and saw Robyn standing there in her night robe, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh my gosh," Harry gasped, not caring that she saw him half-naked and ran over to her.
"You may want to sit down for this," Robyn said, taking a seat next to Harry as he slowly sat on the leather sofa.
"And then the large man disappeared," Robyn finished telling Harry her dream.
"So that means... you're not related to the Malfoys at all. You're my sister.. that's great!" Harry exclaimed.
"No, it's not," Robyn said, getting a little angry now, "It means that the night Voldemort attacked us, Lily only tried to protect you... not me! If Voldemort had checked up the stairs to our bedroom, I'd be dead right now." She choked out the last bit.
"Oh, Robyn... I'm sorry-" Harry started.
"Save it!" Robyn yelled. She darted out the common room.
"What's going on?" Ron appeared behind the sofa, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"It's Robyn... she's not related to the Malfoys," Harry said, it all sinking in, "She's my sister." He suddenly felt a stab of guilt.
"What d'you mean?" Ron asked, sitting in an armchair.
Harry told Ron what Robyn told him.
"Well, where is she?" Ron asked, looking around the common room.
"She... she ran off," Harry said, angrily whiping away forming tears. And he thought he had it bad.
"Well let's go after her then!" Ron screamed.
They suddenly ran out of the common room and looked wildly around. Just as they were beginning to lose hope, a blood-curling scream came from outside.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and gulped in fear.
"Robyn!" they both exclaimed.
And so they raced out of the castle and ran for the forest.
Ok, now down to business.
Robyn sat on the couch with her boyfriend, Ron, as all of her friends around were talking and laughing together. It was October 31st and she still hadn't forgotten the thing Trelawny predicted. As she stared into the fireplace, watching the flames dance, she went over everything that has happened in her mind. Laura was still her best friend. She was caught in the broom shed with him, making out, by Snape only one month into the relationship. Of course, Snape owled Draco's father and Draco was never allowed to see her again.
"Robyn!" Ron practically shouted.
"Huh?" Robyn tore her eyes away from the fire to Ron's soft brown eyes.
"I said your name like 6 times!" Ron said, "Are you ok?" He looked at her worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine... just thinking," Robyn said, smiling to stop Ron from worrying.
"We were just talking about how nice it's been with you here," Ron said in a caring way.
"Oh... thanks guys!" Robyn said to everyone, turning pink.
There was a baby crying somewhere.
"Who is this?" a cold drawl said.
"I don't know... maybe we should just leave her here," a deep and dumb-sounding voice replied.
"But why didn't Voldemort kill this one? Why is she here?"
"Well, you can just kill her now," the deep voice suggested.
"Don't be stupid! The ministry can find out if I've done an Unforgivable Curse," the cold drawl snapped.
An image came into view.
It looked like a baby's room, except it was burned with ash all over and a wall had collapsed.
"Well... what do we do with her?" the deep voice belonged to a very large man with gorilla arms and short brown hair.
"Let me take care of that... and you go find Voldemort. Tell him I'm dealing with... unfinished business," the cold voice belonged to a very tall man with long, silvery-blonde hair.
"Alright, Malfoy... but be careful... she might be dangerous like the other one," the large man said, then disappeared.
Robyn awoke with sweat all over her face and sat up quickly. Suddenly everything made sense.
She rushed down the Girl's Dorm steps and was half-way up the Boy's steps when suddenly she fell. It turned into a ramp!
She grabbed her tawny owl, Athena.
"Alright, Athena. Please go into the Boy's Dorm and peck on Harry's head for me and wake him up? Make him follow you down here, too," Robyn instructed her beautiful brown owl.
"Where the hell are you-" Harry was stumbling down the staircase in only pajama bottoms, rubbing his head. He stopped suddenly and saw Robyn standing there in her night robe, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh my gosh," Harry gasped, not caring that she saw him half-naked and ran over to her.
"You may want to sit down for this," Robyn said, taking a seat next to Harry as he slowly sat on the leather sofa.
"And then the large man disappeared," Robyn finished telling Harry her dream.
"So that means... you're not related to the Malfoys at all. You're my sister.. that's great!" Harry exclaimed.
"No, it's not," Robyn said, getting a little angry now, "It means that the night Voldemort attacked us, Lily only tried to protect you... not me! If Voldemort had checked up the stairs to our bedroom, I'd be dead right now." She choked out the last bit.
"Oh, Robyn... I'm sorry-" Harry started.
"Save it!" Robyn yelled. She darted out the common room.
"What's going on?" Ron appeared behind the sofa, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"It's Robyn... she's not related to the Malfoys," Harry said, it all sinking in, "She's my sister." He suddenly felt a stab of guilt.
"What d'you mean?" Ron asked, sitting in an armchair.
Harry told Ron what Robyn told him.
"Well, where is she?" Ron asked, looking around the common room.
"She... she ran off," Harry said, angrily whiping away forming tears. And he thought he had it bad.
"Well let's go after her then!" Ron screamed.
They suddenly ran out of the common room and looked wildly around. Just as they were beginning to lose hope, a blood-curling scream came from outside.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and gulped in fear.
"Robyn!" they both exclaimed.
And so they raced out of the castle and ran for the forest.