Haylee was screaming. She felt pain splitting through her body. She was dripping with sweat. She felt lost, confused and stuck. She was trying to free herself, but couldn't. Finally she fell onto the floor. She looked up, Hermione was standing over her.
"Bad dream?" she asked starring at her.
Haylee shook her head. Malfoy didn't really know. He couldn't. She stayed on the floor, breathing hard.
"It's almost morning. We might as well get up." Hermione said looking worried. "Are you okay?"
Haylee shook her head again. Her voice seemed to be gone. Hermione just starred at her some more. Haylee nodded at the door. Hermione understood. She walked towards the door and left, leaving Haylee alone. Haylee leaned against the side of her bed. She closed her eyes. Mudblood. The word rang through her ears over and over again.
"Haylee?" she heard a voice call up the stairs. She jumped and hit her head on the bed. Malfoy. She thought. No it can't be. He can't get in Gryffindor tower. She slowly stood up and went to the door. She opened it slowly and looked down the stairs. All she could see standing at the bottom was red hair. Weasley. She thought.
"Hold on, I'm coming." Haylee said to the red hair, wondering which Weasley it was. She turned to the empty dormitory. It made her feel sad, she didn't know why. She walked over to her dresser and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked a wreck. She quickly changed and threw her mop of hair into a sloppy pony tail. She went back to the mirror again. Not much better. She thought and looked away.
Haylee turned and walked towards the open door. I didn't leave it open, did I? She quickly glanced around the room expecting someone to be there, but no one was. She walked slowly through the open door and looked down the hall. No one was there either. She walked down the stairs and saw one of Ron's twin brothers standing there tapping the railing.
"Um...hi." Haylee started, but didn't know which twin it was. "Sorry. Are you Fred or George?" she said quickly and blushed.
"George. Can we talk?"
"About what?"
"Just can we?"
"Sure." Haylee answered. She wasn't sure what he wanted to talk about but she followed him out the portrait whole. He led her down the stairs and out onto the grounds. Haylee remembered her dream. She glanced around. No one was anywhere. She was too busy looking for Malfoy, that she didn't notice George had stopped.
"Sorry." Haylee whispered as she fell to the ground after walking into George. George said nothing, but held out his hand to help her up. She took it and slowly got to her feet. She could feel her cheeks reddening. She looked away towards the lake.
"Why do you keep looking over there?" George said looking over at the lake.
"No reason." Haylee lied, "So what did you want to talk about?"
"Hermione." was all Fred said.
"What? George, she's with Harry. She was only with you during the summer because she missed Harry." Haylee said and then realized how mean it sounded. She blushed some more and quickly looked at the grass.
"No, it's not that. I never should have let her. I knew it was only because she missed him, but you don't understand. Her parents." George answered and turned to look at the lake.
"What about them?" Haylee asked. It was true, Haylee had known Hermione and her family all her life. Her mother was a dentist, like both of Hermione's parents. Haylee looked at George, who was still looking away. "What? George, what happened?"
George slowly looked back towards Haylee. She saw a tear slowly falling down his cheek. "What?" Haylee screamed.
"Voldemort..." he started but looked away again.
Haylee gasped. She grabbed him and shook him. "Did he kill him?" she asked.
"No." was all George could say. He didn't even look at her, but continued to stare at the lake, as if wishing he could jump in.
"Then what?" Haylee couldn't stand it much longer. Tears were starting to roll down her face.
"He took her dad."
"What?" Haylee whispered. "What about her mom?"
"She's in St. Mungo's" George whispered. His voice sounded scared and confused. He wasn't his normal cheerful, funny self.
"Why?"
"Dunno." George said looking back at Haylee. "I have to tell Hermione, but I can't. Could you tell her, please?"
Haylee stood there, shocked. She couldn't possibly tell her best friend that her mom was in the hospital and her dad was taken by Voldemort. "Yeah, I will." she whispered and nodded.
"Bad dream?" she asked starring at her.
Haylee shook her head. Malfoy didn't really know. He couldn't. She stayed on the floor, breathing hard.
"It's almost morning. We might as well get up." Hermione said looking worried. "Are you okay?"
Haylee shook her head again. Her voice seemed to be gone. Hermione just starred at her some more. Haylee nodded at the door. Hermione understood. She walked towards the door and left, leaving Haylee alone. Haylee leaned against the side of her bed. She closed her eyes. Mudblood. The word rang through her ears over and over again.
"Haylee?" she heard a voice call up the stairs. She jumped and hit her head on the bed. Malfoy. She thought. No it can't be. He can't get in Gryffindor tower. She slowly stood up and went to the door. She opened it slowly and looked down the stairs. All she could see standing at the bottom was red hair. Weasley. She thought.
"Hold on, I'm coming." Haylee said to the red hair, wondering which Weasley it was. She turned to the empty dormitory. It made her feel sad, she didn't know why. She walked over to her dresser and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked a wreck. She quickly changed and threw her mop of hair into a sloppy pony tail. She went back to the mirror again. Not much better. She thought and looked away.
Haylee turned and walked towards the open door. I didn't leave it open, did I? She quickly glanced around the room expecting someone to be there, but no one was. She walked slowly through the open door and looked down the hall. No one was there either. She walked down the stairs and saw one of Ron's twin brothers standing there tapping the railing.
"Um...hi." Haylee started, but didn't know which twin it was. "Sorry. Are you Fred or George?" she said quickly and blushed.
"George. Can we talk?"
"About what?"
"Just can we?"
"Sure." Haylee answered. She wasn't sure what he wanted to talk about but she followed him out the portrait whole. He led her down the stairs and out onto the grounds. Haylee remembered her dream. She glanced around. No one was anywhere. She was too busy looking for Malfoy, that she didn't notice George had stopped.
"Sorry." Haylee whispered as she fell to the ground after walking into George. George said nothing, but held out his hand to help her up. She took it and slowly got to her feet. She could feel her cheeks reddening. She looked away towards the lake.
"Why do you keep looking over there?" George said looking over at the lake.
"No reason." Haylee lied, "So what did you want to talk about?"
"Hermione." was all Fred said.
"What? George, she's with Harry. She was only with you during the summer because she missed Harry." Haylee said and then realized how mean it sounded. She blushed some more and quickly looked at the grass.
"No, it's not that. I never should have let her. I knew it was only because she missed him, but you don't understand. Her parents." George answered and turned to look at the lake.
"What about them?" Haylee asked. It was true, Haylee had known Hermione and her family all her life. Her mother was a dentist, like both of Hermione's parents. Haylee looked at George, who was still looking away. "What? George, what happened?"
George slowly looked back towards Haylee. She saw a tear slowly falling down his cheek. "What?" Haylee screamed.
"Voldemort..." he started but looked away again.
Haylee gasped. She grabbed him and shook him. "Did he kill him?" she asked.
"No." was all George could say. He didn't even look at her, but continued to stare at the lake, as if wishing he could jump in.
"Then what?" Haylee couldn't stand it much longer. Tears were starting to roll down her face.
"He took her dad."
"What?" Haylee whispered. "What about her mom?"
"She's in St. Mungo's" George whispered. His voice sounded scared and confused. He wasn't his normal cheerful, funny self.
"Why?"
"Dunno." George said looking back at Haylee. "I have to tell Hermione, but I can't. Could you tell her, please?"
Haylee stood there, shocked. She couldn't possibly tell her best friend that her mom was in the hospital and her dad was taken by Voldemort. "Yeah, I will." she whispered and nodded.