Chapter 7: This is how it begins.
The next day was a busy one, a day of celebration, mourning and grief. Some celebrated for Hogwarts would not be closed, Ellie waited in the lobby as he watched Hagrid being escorted from the building by Dumbledore to a carriage outside. She turned to see Tom walking down the stairs his hands in his pockets, "Hello Els" he said cheerfully, she looked to him curiously. "Your not mad about Hagrid are you?" Tom whispered to her, She shook her head as she reached out a hand which he took and they walked into the great hall together. There in the front of the room, for the funeral service was Myrtle in a coffin that appeared to be closed, a few kids gathered around it, as Tom looked to see her parents talking to Dumbledore, he sighed sitting down in a chair towards the back, Ellie sat quietly down beside him, he crossed his arms over his chest, while she just sat there staring blankly ahead. "Whats wrong?" Tom whispered, she shook her head "I just thought.. maybe you know.. we should stop before we.. get caught" she whispered, Tom looked to her confused, "They thought it was Hagrid.. if we do it again they'll know its not.. its not safe.." she whispered back, he nodded simply "your right.. I never thought of it that way" he whispered in return, she smiled sadly laying her head on Tom's shoulder as he stroked her hair.