Chapter 3
"What do you mean you walked in on him and Zabini doing it?" Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. He and Ron thought that Hermione was going to the Library, but she really went to the dungeons and saw Draco doing what with whom?
"Well, Zabini had his... was on his..." Hermione stuttered, and blushed.
A small "Oh" was all Harry could say. He didn't want to break down and cry, but he felt so helpless; he just couldn't understand. He had just asked for some space, and now this.
"I am going to kick his arse!" Ron always made things seem so simple.
"No, I will deal with this." Harry got out of his armchair and left the common room. He walked through the portrait hole and down the steps. He just walked and walked and walked. He found himself outside of the forbidden forest. He went in without hesitation.
There was a small path that he decided to follow. He didn't know what possessed him to continue in, but the sorrow that was building on his shoulders clouded his judgment. As he walked he saw the moon weaving in and out of the treetops. How could things that seemed so beautiful be so dangerous?
He came to a clearing in the forest. He saw something shining. He thought it was so beautiful and utterly entrancing. He went closer toward it and saw that was a necklace. It seemed to draw Harry to it, like he couldn't control what he was doing. Against the little voice in his head, he put it on. As he fastened the clasp he felt something strange come into existence in his head. It felt like something was moving inside of him up there.
[Hello, Harry Potter]
He thought he heard something, but it didn't come from outside. It came from the inside of his head.
[Can you hear me, Harry?] The voice spoke again.
"Ughh, yea, I can hear you" Harry was very confused.
[Good. I am the Truth Necklace, they told me that I would find you, and I have. My destiny is to be with you, and here I am to help The Boy Who Lived.]
At this Harry was taken aback. What did Harry need with this stupid necklace, to make people tell him the truth, they usually did, well everyone except...
[I am here to unite you with your One and only love. I do more than make people tell the truth. I can show you why people do things and how they truly feel. But in the end your One must tell you everything because he wants to, and not because I force him to.]
Draco. It had to be him it was talking about. But why? Harry didn't want to admit to anyone what he really felt about Draco, although Hermione probably had already figured it out. Harry truly loved him. But he didn't think that their relationship would be able to stand the test of time, it couldn't even stand a little space!
[You have to make your One see.] It must have been reading Harry's thoughts.
"Umm ok," Harry felt awkward talking to a necklace but he had been in worse situations. (
[This is the last time I will talk to you Harry, you must make your One see, and you must show him the way.]
With that the Necklace stopped shining so brightly. It just looked like an ordinary chain to now.
'What the hell am I supposed to do now?' He didn't know whether to tell Ron and Hermione about it or not. His friends didn't seem to understand him as much anymore, but he needed help. How was he supposed to make Draco "see"? He wanted to but he didn't think that he could talk to him, he was still angry about the whole Blaise thing. What did a necklace know about him and Draco anyway? Maybe he should have listened to Ron and never trusted Draco in the first place.
"What do you mean you walked in on him and Zabini doing it?" Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. He and Ron thought that Hermione was going to the Library, but she really went to the dungeons and saw Draco doing what with whom?
"Well, Zabini had his... was on his..." Hermione stuttered, and blushed.
A small "Oh" was all Harry could say. He didn't want to break down and cry, but he felt so helpless; he just couldn't understand. He had just asked for some space, and now this.
"I am going to kick his arse!" Ron always made things seem so simple.
"No, I will deal with this." Harry got out of his armchair and left the common room. He walked through the portrait hole and down the steps. He just walked and walked and walked. He found himself outside of the forbidden forest. He went in without hesitation.
There was a small path that he decided to follow. He didn't know what possessed him to continue in, but the sorrow that was building on his shoulders clouded his judgment. As he walked he saw the moon weaving in and out of the treetops. How could things that seemed so beautiful be so dangerous?
He came to a clearing in the forest. He saw something shining. He thought it was so beautiful and utterly entrancing. He went closer toward it and saw that was a necklace. It seemed to draw Harry to it, like he couldn't control what he was doing. Against the little voice in his head, he put it on. As he fastened the clasp he felt something strange come into existence in his head. It felt like something was moving inside of him up there.
[Hello, Harry Potter]
He thought he heard something, but it didn't come from outside. It came from the inside of his head.
[Can you hear me, Harry?] The voice spoke again.
"Ughh, yea, I can hear you" Harry was very confused.
[Good. I am the Truth Necklace, they told me that I would find you, and I have. My destiny is to be with you, and here I am to help The Boy Who Lived.]
At this Harry was taken aback. What did Harry need with this stupid necklace, to make people tell him the truth, they usually did, well everyone except...
[I am here to unite you with your One and only love. I do more than make people tell the truth. I can show you why people do things and how they truly feel. But in the end your One must tell you everything because he wants to, and not because I force him to.]
Draco. It had to be him it was talking about. But why? Harry didn't want to admit to anyone what he really felt about Draco, although Hermione probably had already figured it out. Harry truly loved him. But he didn't think that their relationship would be able to stand the test of time, it couldn't even stand a little space!
[You have to make your One see.] It must have been reading Harry's thoughts.
"Umm ok," Harry felt awkward talking to a necklace but he had been in worse situations. (
[This is the last time I will talk to you Harry, you must make your One see, and you must show him the way.]
With that the Necklace stopped shining so brightly. It just looked like an ordinary chain to now.
'What the hell am I supposed to do now?' He didn't know whether to tell Ron and Hermione about it or not. His friends didn't seem to understand him as much anymore, but he needed help. How was he supposed to make Draco "see"? He wanted to but he didn't think that he could talk to him, he was still angry about the whole Blaise thing. What did a necklace know about him and Draco anyway? Maybe he should have listened to Ron and never trusted Draco in the first place.