Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the series.
A/N: A little more is discovered. Enjoy!
Forever Red
Chapter Four: Leaving
Harry pushed me down onto the hospital bed. I had passed out in the hallway, but Professor McGonnigal was there to help carry me. She said it was from lack of blood. "I don't understand," I said, letting my head fall onto the pillow.
Professor Snape walked in and looked down at me. "Is he okay?" he asked, with little to no concern in his voice.
"Fine," I muttered and crossed my arms.
The two teachers looked at one another. "I told Professor Snape about your sighting of Serena, Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonnigal said.
"I'm not lying Professor Snape!" I quickly said, doubting how much he trusted me. "I swear!"
"I know Mr. Weasley. Did you see her yesterday?" I asked.
I nodded. "Yes, sir," I said.
He frowned and rubbed his chin. "I'm afraid that I saw her as well," he said.
I grew frustrated. "Well then how come you're not in this damned bed as well?"
He rolled his eyes. "Because she didn't kiss me, you fool," his dark eyes glared through me. "Haven't you caught on yet?"
"No, no I haven't. I've been too busy passing out in hallways!" I mocked his steady glare.
He chuckled at my misery. "Ask her what she is. She isn't mortal that's for sure," he said. "I'll talk to you after something gets through that dense skull of yours."
With a swish of his black robes he left the infirmary as if he never wanted to be there in the first place. "He's rather rude," Hermione said.
Professor McGonnigal smiled. "He was rude to her as well," she laughed lightly. "Try to get your strength back, okay?"
I nodded as she handed me some juice. "Okay," I said and watched her leave.
"So, what'd she say this time?" Hermione eagerly asked.
"She didn't say much..." I trailed off. "She did say why she chose me."
"Well...?" Harry asked.
"Because I'm adorable, I'm her age and that she could spend forever with me."
Hermione crossed her arms. "Well, obviously you're not her age," she said.
"But I am adorable," I grinned.
My friends both responded with a large eye roll. "Why do you think Snape won't tell us about seeing her?" Harry asked.
I looked out the window at the star-covered sky. "It's his business," I said. "I don't know."
Selena looked in the window at me. Her pale smile appeared on her face as she waved lightly. "What're you looking at Harry?" Hermione asked.
I looked at her, "She's right there."
Her and I looked at the window, "She obviously doesn't like me," Hermione crossed her arms and sighed.
Any sign that Selena existed was gone. There were no red eyes watching me. Harry nudged me and winked. I didn't catch on. I threw the juice box into a trash reciprocal beside the bed. "We should let you relax," Harry said.
I grabbed his arm. "What if I get sick again?" I asked. "I don't want to... you know..." the thought of Selena's death shot through my mind.
"Hermione and I will take turns watching you, okay?" Harry looked at Hermione.
"Okay!" I grinned.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm not taking the first shift," Hermione glared.
"Fine," Harry glared at Hermione. "I'll watch my friend."
"Thank you!" I smiled, feeling protected by the great Harry Potter.
He shrugged and sat down in the chair beside me. I stretched back in my bed and closed my eyes. I turned over lightly, trying to ignore the fact that Harry was watching me. I heard something tap against the window. I turned to see Selena stuck outside. I sat up and rubbed my head lightly. A noise startled me, but sadly it was Harry who had fallen asleep. I got up and let my feet walk against the cold, bare floor. I opened the window and Selena floated in. Her dark brown hair was soaked sticking to her face lightly. "It's raining," she said.
"I noticed," I watched water drip off her face and hair.
I crossed out the chance of her being a ghost. I touched her soft face and pushed the hair away from her face. She smiled shyly and looked down. "Your friend," she looked at Harry. "Saw me. I'm afraid I'm not very good at this."
She moved my hands into hers. "What aren't you good at?" I asked.
"This," she said, showing some of her pearl-coloured teeth.
I rubbed her cold hands with my thumb. "I don't understand," I said. "Are... are you killing me?"
Her tongue ran against her pale lips seductively. "Only for a moment," she said. I felt as if she had put me into a trance, absorbed by her beauty. "Do I have permission?" she put her hands firmly on my thighs.
I forgot how to speak as her red eyes looked through me. She pushed her nose against my cheek. "What..." I felt my legs weaken in front of her. "What would you do to me?"
"That's not important," I felt her lips smile against my cheek. "It's what I'd do to you afterwards that matters."
I backed away from her, feeling the wall behind me. Another figure came through the window. "Dammit Selena, you're taking to damn long and I'm freezing," the soaked woman whined.
I observed her quickly, so that she wouldn't notice. She had long blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. Her clothes were tight and clung to her body since she was wet. She was well busted and wore a low-cut shirt as if to brag. She wore a long skirt, with a slit revealing part of her uncovered behind. Why wasn't she haunting me? "You were the one that told me to try this," Selena glared at the woman. "It's not even working. This is the last time I try one of your strategies."
I looked back to Selena. I could see why the other woman's strategy would have worked, if it was her using it. There was a lack of a figure to Selena, but her shy smile and mysterious eyes seemed to force me to be attracted to her. The woman's eyes looked to me. "This is your boy?" she asked, walking like she knew she was gorgeous. "He's cute, in the 'Would you like your bill?' sort of way."
She thinks I'm cute. I felt myself smile and blush. I could taste Selena's jealously in the air. "He's mine Sandra," she said. "You already have one."
Sandra squeezed the side of my stomach. "He's thin," she stepped closer to me. I tried to back up, but my back pushed against the wall. Selena stepped between us. "Oh look at you," Sandra said. "Jealous of me? I know he's yours. I thought maybe he'd be interested in someone else."
"What happened to yours?" Selena asked curiously.
Sandra crossed her arms, pushing her chest up as if it was unintentional. I looked away quickly, not letting her win. "He left me for a mere mortal. He'll be running back once she's underground," she said. From the corner of my eye I watched her notice that I wasn't looking. She looked at Harry sleeping in the chair. "Oh!" a smile stretched across Sandra's spotless face. "Who's he?"
She wandered over to him and admired him. "You don't want him," Selena said, walking close behind Sandra.
Sandra picked up Harry's glasses. "But I do," she put on his glasses and leaned over to touch his face.
I spoke up. "L-leave him alone!" I said, with less confidence than I hoped.
Selena and Sandra both looked at me. "And what're you going do if I don't, waiter boy," Sandra said, taking off his glasses.
Did I really look like a waiter? Selena grabbed the glasses from Sandra and moved them back down to the ground. "I wouldn't try anything," Selena said.
"He looks harmless," Sandra looked at the snoozing Harry.
"That's Harry Potter," Selena said.
Sandra's eyes widened and backed up slightly. "That's the great Harry Potter? He looks as harmless as a baby kitten," she said. "Is this the other character you've been keeping an eye on?"
"No, he's not," Selena crossed her arms. "Do I bother you when you're working?"
Sandra puckered her thick red lips into a victorious smile. "No, I'll look around the school then."
She started to leave with the wretched smile on her face. Selena grabbed her arm. "Fine," she said. "Stay."
Selena walked back to me. "I'm sorry about this Ron," she said and touched my hands. "If she would just wait for once."
"It's okay..." I said, watching Sandra lay down on one of the beds. "Can you tell me what you're doing to me?"
Selena's eyes filled with a rage I hope that she'd never have for me. "You ruined my fucking mood Sandra!" she screamed at the woman laying on the bed. "How do you expect me to do this now?"
How was Harry sleeping through this? "Make him fall in love with you," she replied, calmly.
"I'm right here," I said.
"I bet I could make him fall in love with me," Sandra said.
Selena bit her bottom lip. "Fuck it," she said and kissed me quickly on the lips. "I wish I had tried harder, Ron."
She looked into my eyes for a moment and then jumped out the window. Sandra smiled viciously. "It was nice meeting you," she said and quickly followed Selena.
I walked to the window and looked to the ground, but there was no sighting of either of them. I felt someone behind me. I turned quickly, hoping to lock eyes with Selena once more, but it was Harry. "So... they're not a figment of your imagination," he grabbed my shoulder and smiled.
I forced a smile back at him. "She's not coming back," I said.
He laughed lightly. "Who can resist your waiter charm? She'll be back," he said.
"I..." I looked down at the puddles of water across the floor. "I don't know if I want her back."
A/N: A little more is discovered. Enjoy!
Forever Red
Chapter Four: Leaving
Harry pushed me down onto the hospital bed. I had passed out in the hallway, but Professor McGonnigal was there to help carry me. She said it was from lack of blood. "I don't understand," I said, letting my head fall onto the pillow.
Professor Snape walked in and looked down at me. "Is he okay?" he asked, with little to no concern in his voice.
"Fine," I muttered and crossed my arms.
The two teachers looked at one another. "I told Professor Snape about your sighting of Serena, Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonnigal said.
"I'm not lying Professor Snape!" I quickly said, doubting how much he trusted me. "I swear!"
"I know Mr. Weasley. Did you see her yesterday?" I asked.
I nodded. "Yes, sir," I said.
He frowned and rubbed his chin. "I'm afraid that I saw her as well," he said.
I grew frustrated. "Well then how come you're not in this damned bed as well?"
He rolled his eyes. "Because she didn't kiss me, you fool," his dark eyes glared through me. "Haven't you caught on yet?"
"No, no I haven't. I've been too busy passing out in hallways!" I mocked his steady glare.
He chuckled at my misery. "Ask her what she is. She isn't mortal that's for sure," he said. "I'll talk to you after something gets through that dense skull of yours."
With a swish of his black robes he left the infirmary as if he never wanted to be there in the first place. "He's rather rude," Hermione said.
Professor McGonnigal smiled. "He was rude to her as well," she laughed lightly. "Try to get your strength back, okay?"
I nodded as she handed me some juice. "Okay," I said and watched her leave.
"So, what'd she say this time?" Hermione eagerly asked.
"She didn't say much..." I trailed off. "She did say why she chose me."
"Well...?" Harry asked.
"Because I'm adorable, I'm her age and that she could spend forever with me."
Hermione crossed her arms. "Well, obviously you're not her age," she said.
"But I am adorable," I grinned.
My friends both responded with a large eye roll. "Why do you think Snape won't tell us about seeing her?" Harry asked.
I looked out the window at the star-covered sky. "It's his business," I said. "I don't know."
Selena looked in the window at me. Her pale smile appeared on her face as she waved lightly. "What're you looking at Harry?" Hermione asked.
I looked at her, "She's right there."
Her and I looked at the window, "She obviously doesn't like me," Hermione crossed her arms and sighed.
Any sign that Selena existed was gone. There were no red eyes watching me. Harry nudged me and winked. I didn't catch on. I threw the juice box into a trash reciprocal beside the bed. "We should let you relax," Harry said.
I grabbed his arm. "What if I get sick again?" I asked. "I don't want to... you know..." the thought of Selena's death shot through my mind.
"Hermione and I will take turns watching you, okay?" Harry looked at Hermione.
"Okay!" I grinned.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm not taking the first shift," Hermione glared.
"Fine," Harry glared at Hermione. "I'll watch my friend."
"Thank you!" I smiled, feeling protected by the great Harry Potter.
He shrugged and sat down in the chair beside me. I stretched back in my bed and closed my eyes. I turned over lightly, trying to ignore the fact that Harry was watching me. I heard something tap against the window. I turned to see Selena stuck outside. I sat up and rubbed my head lightly. A noise startled me, but sadly it was Harry who had fallen asleep. I got up and let my feet walk against the cold, bare floor. I opened the window and Selena floated in. Her dark brown hair was soaked sticking to her face lightly. "It's raining," she said.
"I noticed," I watched water drip off her face and hair.
I crossed out the chance of her being a ghost. I touched her soft face and pushed the hair away from her face. She smiled shyly and looked down. "Your friend," she looked at Harry. "Saw me. I'm afraid I'm not very good at this."
She moved my hands into hers. "What aren't you good at?" I asked.
"This," she said, showing some of her pearl-coloured teeth.
I rubbed her cold hands with my thumb. "I don't understand," I said. "Are... are you killing me?"
Her tongue ran against her pale lips seductively. "Only for a moment," she said. I felt as if she had put me into a trance, absorbed by her beauty. "Do I have permission?" she put her hands firmly on my thighs.
I forgot how to speak as her red eyes looked through me. She pushed her nose against my cheek. "What..." I felt my legs weaken in front of her. "What would you do to me?"
"That's not important," I felt her lips smile against my cheek. "It's what I'd do to you afterwards that matters."
I backed away from her, feeling the wall behind me. Another figure came through the window. "Dammit Selena, you're taking to damn long and I'm freezing," the soaked woman whined.
I observed her quickly, so that she wouldn't notice. She had long blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. Her clothes were tight and clung to her body since she was wet. She was well busted and wore a low-cut shirt as if to brag. She wore a long skirt, with a slit revealing part of her uncovered behind. Why wasn't she haunting me? "You were the one that told me to try this," Selena glared at the woman. "It's not even working. This is the last time I try one of your strategies."
I looked back to Selena. I could see why the other woman's strategy would have worked, if it was her using it. There was a lack of a figure to Selena, but her shy smile and mysterious eyes seemed to force me to be attracted to her. The woman's eyes looked to me. "This is your boy?" she asked, walking like she knew she was gorgeous. "He's cute, in the 'Would you like your bill?' sort of way."
She thinks I'm cute. I felt myself smile and blush. I could taste Selena's jealously in the air. "He's mine Sandra," she said. "You already have one."
Sandra squeezed the side of my stomach. "He's thin," she stepped closer to me. I tried to back up, but my back pushed against the wall. Selena stepped between us. "Oh look at you," Sandra said. "Jealous of me? I know he's yours. I thought maybe he'd be interested in someone else."
"What happened to yours?" Selena asked curiously.
Sandra crossed her arms, pushing her chest up as if it was unintentional. I looked away quickly, not letting her win. "He left me for a mere mortal. He'll be running back once she's underground," she said. From the corner of my eye I watched her notice that I wasn't looking. She looked at Harry sleeping in the chair. "Oh!" a smile stretched across Sandra's spotless face. "Who's he?"
She wandered over to him and admired him. "You don't want him," Selena said, walking close behind Sandra.
Sandra picked up Harry's glasses. "But I do," she put on his glasses and leaned over to touch his face.
I spoke up. "L-leave him alone!" I said, with less confidence than I hoped.
Selena and Sandra both looked at me. "And what're you going do if I don't, waiter boy," Sandra said, taking off his glasses.
Did I really look like a waiter? Selena grabbed the glasses from Sandra and moved them back down to the ground. "I wouldn't try anything," Selena said.
"He looks harmless," Sandra looked at the snoozing Harry.
"That's Harry Potter," Selena said.
Sandra's eyes widened and backed up slightly. "That's the great Harry Potter? He looks as harmless as a baby kitten," she said. "Is this the other character you've been keeping an eye on?"
"No, he's not," Selena crossed her arms. "Do I bother you when you're working?"
Sandra puckered her thick red lips into a victorious smile. "No, I'll look around the school then."
She started to leave with the wretched smile on her face. Selena grabbed her arm. "Fine," she said. "Stay."
Selena walked back to me. "I'm sorry about this Ron," she said and touched my hands. "If she would just wait for once."
"It's okay..." I said, watching Sandra lay down on one of the beds. "Can you tell me what you're doing to me?"
Selena's eyes filled with a rage I hope that she'd never have for me. "You ruined my fucking mood Sandra!" she screamed at the woman laying on the bed. "How do you expect me to do this now?"
How was Harry sleeping through this? "Make him fall in love with you," she replied, calmly.
"I'm right here," I said.
"I bet I could make him fall in love with me," Sandra said.
Selena bit her bottom lip. "Fuck it," she said and kissed me quickly on the lips. "I wish I had tried harder, Ron."
She looked into my eyes for a moment and then jumped out the window. Sandra smiled viciously. "It was nice meeting you," she said and quickly followed Selena.
I walked to the window and looked to the ground, but there was no sighting of either of them. I felt someone behind me. I turned quickly, hoping to lock eyes with Selena once more, but it was Harry. "So... they're not a figment of your imagination," he grabbed my shoulder and smiled.
I forced a smile back at him. "She's not coming back," I said.
He laughed lightly. "Who can resist your waiter charm? She'll be back," he said.
"I..." I looked down at the puddles of water across the floor. "I don't know if I want her back."