Chapter 5: The Truth
Harry was furious. They might as well have told him he was stupid. They acted like he was any ways. He knew Hazel was more then what they were telling him. He just knew it! "I wish Ron was of right mind!" Harry tough to him self. "I need some one." Harry had no real intention of studying for his Charms test. He figured he should do well but his visit with Sirius had taken too much time and he needed to go to Transfigurations. So he head on to class.
After a very tiring Transfigurations class he went down to Care of Magical Creatures and stood in the freezing snow while Hagrid taught the importance of Gilerons. "They are used in many, many things. Such as cooking ingreediance, clothing, and medians. Now you have to be very careful they.." Harry's mind stop listening after that and it wondered back to his dream with Hazel and Voldemort.
Hazel had run away from him to warn some body. To warn.him! Hazel had ran away to get to Harry! She had information that he was in trouble. But what could it be? What could she know?
Harry tough some more about the end of the dream. It was becoming harder and harder to remember it. Voldemort had told Hazel that she was going to be his wife! And that she was going to have to help bring him to his death!! By the end of the lesson Harry's head hurt and after lunch he still had that Charms test.
Harry, Ron and Hermione treaded back up to the castle to warm their feet and to get some lunch. "I really wish Ron would stop saying her name," whispered Hermione to Harry. "I am very sorry he lost her but he should try to move on."
Harry knew Hermione was talking about Misty but no matter what they said Ron would still talk about her like she was alive. "I mean really. This is not healthy," said Hermione. They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down to eat. Harry really wasn't hungry but he just wanted to set with his friends.
As Ginny and Nixie sat down Ron was starting to talk about Misty again. "Do you know what she told me? She said that we were meant for each other. I just laughed. I mean honestly, I'm only 17!" Harry turned to talk to Ginny. He just could not take Ron's rambling. "Oh Ron! I'm sorry!!" yelled Hermione in expiration. She stood up from the table and yelled "Obliviate". Everyone in the Great Hall was looking in the direction of the Gyffindor table. Hermione was breathing hard like she had run a mile. Ron looked like water had been splashed in his face. Hermione then sat back down and began to jabber on. "If it worked for Harry. Then it will work for Ron. It's best he just forget..." she stop as she realized what she had just said. Ginny's eyes got real big. Harry had heard her. He knew he did. "What do you mean it worked for Harry?" he asked Hermione. Hermione's checks began to get red. "Oh nothing. It was just something that popped up in my mind," "Something that was similar to what you just did?" he asked. "Yes.I mean NO!" "A time Obliviate had been used to forget some thing..or some one?" asked Harry like he was interrogating her. "Well yes.no, oh Harry just stop," pleaded Hermione. She had been caught up in her own words and looked like she was going to cry. "Oh Jesus Hermione just tell him," said Ginny with her head in her hands. Harry looked back and forth from Ginny to Hermione. Ginny looked like she had a headache and Hermione looked positively sick. "Harry," Harry's stomach clenched. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "Harry, Nixie has a crush on you," said Hermione as if it hurt her. That very moment Nixie jumped up and began to shout, "I do not!" but Ginny pulled her back down and gave her a deadly look.
Harry was the one that now felt sick. He had been expecting them to tell him the truth about Hazel. He could care less if Ginny's friend had a crush on him. Even with Nixie as cute as she is with her short curly blond hair and big brown eyes. Her eyes reminded him of some one but he could not remember whom. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner," said Hermione. "Hey are you going to pass the mash potatoes or am I going to have to get them?" asked Ron out of no where. "Ron! Your back!" said Ginny with glee. Ron looked at her like she had two heads. "You've finally gone mental," he said. Harry felt like cursing everyone in the room. Why wouldn't they just tell him?!
As lunch continued Ron was becoming more and more like his old self. The while he was talking to Harry he asked an odd question. "Hey Harry. Where is Hazel? I need to copy her Charms notes," asked Ron with curiosity. Luckily for Harry no one heard him. "I'm not sure Ron. Why would I know where she was?" asked Harry casually. This was his chance to get some answers. Ron looked at him odd too. "Well I would expect her boyfriend to know where she was,"
Her boy friend! "What do you mean her boy friend? I mean, is she in any danger? Is that why I should know where she is all the time?" asked Harry eagerly. Ron's frustration deepened. "Well I figured with Malfoy doing what he is doing and stuff you would.hey where are you going?" asked Ron as Harry gathered all of his stuff and ran for the stairs. He had heard all he needed to hear.
Harry was furious. They might as well have told him he was stupid. They acted like he was any ways. He knew Hazel was more then what they were telling him. He just knew it! "I wish Ron was of right mind!" Harry tough to him self. "I need some one." Harry had no real intention of studying for his Charms test. He figured he should do well but his visit with Sirius had taken too much time and he needed to go to Transfigurations. So he head on to class.
After a very tiring Transfigurations class he went down to Care of Magical Creatures and stood in the freezing snow while Hagrid taught the importance of Gilerons. "They are used in many, many things. Such as cooking ingreediance, clothing, and medians. Now you have to be very careful they.." Harry's mind stop listening after that and it wondered back to his dream with Hazel and Voldemort.
Hazel had run away from him to warn some body. To warn.him! Hazel had ran away to get to Harry! She had information that he was in trouble. But what could it be? What could she know?
Harry tough some more about the end of the dream. It was becoming harder and harder to remember it. Voldemort had told Hazel that she was going to be his wife! And that she was going to have to help bring him to his death!! By the end of the lesson Harry's head hurt and after lunch he still had that Charms test.
Harry, Ron and Hermione treaded back up to the castle to warm their feet and to get some lunch. "I really wish Ron would stop saying her name," whispered Hermione to Harry. "I am very sorry he lost her but he should try to move on."
Harry knew Hermione was talking about Misty but no matter what they said Ron would still talk about her like she was alive. "I mean really. This is not healthy," said Hermione. They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down to eat. Harry really wasn't hungry but he just wanted to set with his friends.
As Ginny and Nixie sat down Ron was starting to talk about Misty again. "Do you know what she told me? She said that we were meant for each other. I just laughed. I mean honestly, I'm only 17!" Harry turned to talk to Ginny. He just could not take Ron's rambling. "Oh Ron! I'm sorry!!" yelled Hermione in expiration. She stood up from the table and yelled "Obliviate". Everyone in the Great Hall was looking in the direction of the Gyffindor table. Hermione was breathing hard like she had run a mile. Ron looked like water had been splashed in his face. Hermione then sat back down and began to jabber on. "If it worked for Harry. Then it will work for Ron. It's best he just forget..." she stop as she realized what she had just said. Ginny's eyes got real big. Harry had heard her. He knew he did. "What do you mean it worked for Harry?" he asked Hermione. Hermione's checks began to get red. "Oh nothing. It was just something that popped up in my mind," "Something that was similar to what you just did?" he asked. "Yes.I mean NO!" "A time Obliviate had been used to forget some thing..or some one?" asked Harry like he was interrogating her. "Well yes.no, oh Harry just stop," pleaded Hermione. She had been caught up in her own words and looked like she was going to cry. "Oh Jesus Hermione just tell him," said Ginny with her head in her hands. Harry looked back and forth from Ginny to Hermione. Ginny looked like she had a headache and Hermione looked positively sick. "Harry," Harry's stomach clenched. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "Harry, Nixie has a crush on you," said Hermione as if it hurt her. That very moment Nixie jumped up and began to shout, "I do not!" but Ginny pulled her back down and gave her a deadly look.
Harry was the one that now felt sick. He had been expecting them to tell him the truth about Hazel. He could care less if Ginny's friend had a crush on him. Even with Nixie as cute as she is with her short curly blond hair and big brown eyes. Her eyes reminded him of some one but he could not remember whom. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner," said Hermione. "Hey are you going to pass the mash potatoes or am I going to have to get them?" asked Ron out of no where. "Ron! Your back!" said Ginny with glee. Ron looked at her like she had two heads. "You've finally gone mental," he said. Harry felt like cursing everyone in the room. Why wouldn't they just tell him?!
As lunch continued Ron was becoming more and more like his old self. The while he was talking to Harry he asked an odd question. "Hey Harry. Where is Hazel? I need to copy her Charms notes," asked Ron with curiosity. Luckily for Harry no one heard him. "I'm not sure Ron. Why would I know where she was?" asked Harry casually. This was his chance to get some answers. Ron looked at him odd too. "Well I would expect her boyfriend to know where she was,"
Her boy friend! "What do you mean her boy friend? I mean, is she in any danger? Is that why I should know where she is all the time?" asked Harry eagerly. Ron's frustration deepened. "Well I figured with Malfoy doing what he is doing and stuff you would.hey where are you going?" asked Ron as Harry gathered all of his stuff and ran for the stairs. He had heard all he needed to hear.