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I Love You
Chapter-13-Nightmares And Rumors
Two weeks later, on a Friday afternoon, Harry and Ron could be found outside doing their Quiditch try outs. Harry and Ron had talked about it the night before and they had already decided on making Faith their new beater and Luna would be back up. But they still had to see how everyone else played. Of course. Cho got the new Ravenclaw position of being their beater. And to be honest, that scared Harry and even Ron and Hermione.
Every once in awhile the four (or sometimes five whenever Ginny was around) they would all run into Cho. Sometimes she would be with Marigold. Every time the two would give Faith such an ugly look it could kill. And every time Harry, Ron, Hermione and now, even Faith would tell them to back off and walk away. And whenever you talked back to either of the girls you were automatically on their "bad list." And anyone who had any brains at all could really care less.
Faith had gotten closer to Harry and Ron. She would spend some time with Neville walking out in the gardens with him. He would tell her about The Order, which Faith new nothing about. She told Neville that the states had nothing like that. When he asked what they did have she quickly changed the subject back to Hogwarts and Quiditch.
By now everyone knew about Faith and they were all indeed questioning her being there.
"She knows absolutely nothing!" they would whisper in the halls. "She doesn't even know how to count out the money." But by now, Faith did know how to count out the wizarding money and she knew enough to be in sixth year.
"I heard she didn't even go to a magic school in the states," others would say. And that was true. Whenever someone came up to Faith and asked her about this she would lie and say she was indeed from Jane Witch Academy of Wizardry. That was the only magic school she knew about in the states.
"That's nothing," Marigold said to a few girls in her house one night after dinner. The night before Quiditch try outs. They were all exchanging rumors on what they had heard about Faith Feathergood.
"What do you mean?" asked a first year girl.
Marigold really had no remorse feeling towards first or second years. But still she said, "What I am about to tell you must never leave this group. Got it?"
"Yes," the girls and guys chorused. There were twenty five of them all together and Marigold knew that at least two of them would go and spread what she was about to say. And she didn't care.
"I heard she takes Potter out to the Forbidden Forest and shags him!"
The older kids who understood what she meant all gasped. They whispered to the younger ones what she meant and their little eyes all popped out of their heads. They gasped and said "YewWW!!" While the guys laughed and others made sickening noises.
Marigold leaned back in her chair as the others talked excitedly amongst themselves.
Back to Ron and Harry and their try outs. . .Harry sighed, they needed a keeper and no one could get the concept. "How hard is it?!" yelled Ron. "You catch a ball, that's it! Just CATCH THE BALL! ARGHH!"
Faith bit her bottom lip. She had seen Ron's temper already and didn't want to see it again. "Ron," she said gently putting a hand on his shoulder, "maybe we should take a break."
Ron sighed. "I guess you right." He blew his whistle and shouted, "Take ten! Better yet, take twenty five." He went to sit on a bench. A second year came up to Faith and tapped her hand. "Yes?"
"Is it true?" asked the girl.
"Is what true?" asked Faith.
"You know."
"I'm afraid I don't."
"About you and Ron."
"What about us?"
The second year rolled her eyes. "You are slow."
"Excuse me?"
"Everyone knows that Ron is cheating on Hermione with you. You're such a jerk! Hermione is very nice. She tutors me and she's really smart."
"I'll have you know," Faith began with bitterness in her voice, "Ron and I are just friends. Nothing more. And I happen to be a friend of Hermione's. I would never do that to anybody. Who told you this?"
"I over heard." The girl said quickly and walked away.
Faith looked at Harry who was speaking with Ron. She walked up to the two of them and heard, "Maybe we should stop for the day," was what Harry was saying. "Besides, Saturday would be a better day for try outs. Not everyone is here who is on the list anyway."
Ron nodded and stood up. "Alright. Did you need something Faith?"
Faith nodded. "Can I talk to you?"
"Sure. Harry, go tell everyone our plans."
"Yip."
Harry left leaving Faith and Ron alone. Now that Faith was aware of this rumor she was also aware of everyone watching her. "Do you know about the rumor?"
"The one about Crabbe and the purple pimples on his butt?" asked Ron, "yeah I heard. You're going to have to be quicker than that if you want to help spread a rumor Faith. That's ones been out even before school started. Come to think of it, I never really pictured you as the type of person who would spread a rumor."
"I'm not," said Faith quickly. "I was just wondering if you knew about what people are saying about us."
"Us?" asked Ron. "As in, me and you, us?" Faith nodded. "What are they saying?"
"I didn't start it," said Faith quickly, "but a second year told me people are saying that you are cheating on Hermione with me." Seeing the look on Ron's face, Faith said again quickly, "Honestly, I would never do anything like that or even start anything like that. Please Ron, you gotta believe me"-
"Shh! Take it easy Faith," said Ron. "I believe you."
"You do?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
Faith thought about all the lies she was telling him now and she was wondering how many more there would be. She shrugged. "It's just, we haven't known each other that long, and you don't know everything about me and I don't know everything about you so. . ."
Ron laughed. "Well it's only been two weeks. But we're still cool. We're friends." He put his arm around her shoulder. "If you ever need someone to lean on, you got me." Faith nodded with a smile. Harry walked up to them and Ron removed his arm. "Okay?"
Harry nodded. "Yip. They'll be back tomorrow after lunch."
"Okay. I gotta go. Don't worry about it Faith. And I'll let Hermione know before she finds out the bad way."
She nodded and he left leaving Harry and Faith on their own. Faith looked at Harry. "What was that all about?" asked Harry.
"Nothing," said Faith. "Wanna go garb some food?"
"Of course. Here, I'll get this," Harry said grabbing Faith's broom.
"Thank you."
"Do you want to try listening to those voices again?" asked Harry as they walked.
Faith rubbed her head remembering what had happened last night. But still said, "Okay."
Last night Harry had taken Faith under his invisibility cloak to the edges of the Forbidden Forest. They had woken up Hermione one night when they were working in the common room late. Faith was screaming and the two got detentions because they had woken up others. Harry suggested the forest because they were a way from everyone and Faith could scream if she really needed to. Which, she did.
After they were done eating Faith asked Harry as they walked down the halls, "How long did it take you?"
"About two years," Harry answered with out looking at her.
Harry confused Faith. There were times when she understood him so well, and he seemed so caring, but other times when he seemed so distant.
"What are we going to work on today?" Faith tried again.
"I figured we can try your dreams."
"Oh."
Harry didn't like himself doing this to Faith. Normally he would look anybody in the eye and talk to them. But he knew that if he looked at her now he wouldn't be bale to look away. And he didn't want to kiss her in the halls, because he knew that was what he would do if he did look at her. Not to mention the fact that he had heard the rumors, he just hoped Faith hadn't heard anything.
When they arrived at the common room Faith asked how Harry planned to make her sleep since it was only noon. "There's a charm Hermione taught me. A sleeping one." He turned to look at her but was careful not to look directly into her eyes. "We'll have to do it in my room so we won't be disturbed down here."
"Why in your room?" asked Faith.
"Guys can't get to the girls rooms. The stairs turn into a slide at about the sixth one," said Harry. "Come on." He grabbed her hand and led her to his room. "Lay there. That's where I sleep." Faith walked over to his bed and laid on it. Harry put a locking charm on the door and walked over to Faith and knelt beside the bed. "Okay, you're one of those people who knows when they're dreaming, right?"
"Yes."
"And you can wake yourself up?"
"Sometimes."
Harry nodded. "I'll be here just in case. Okay," he rose his wand, "I'm going to put you to sleep. Remember try and take control of your dream. See if you can talk to anyone. Just remember, it's a dream, you can't get hurt. Alright?"
"Got it. Go 'head."
Harry waved his wand over Faith's body, muttered a few words and before he knew it, she was asleep. He felt a little guilty. If Faith had the same dreams, or nightmares, like he did, then yes, she could get hurt.
Faith felt herself falling. Literally. She opened her eyes and looked around. She wasn't in Harry's room anymore. She was in a closet with the light off. She felt her body want to just stay in the closet, but when she remembered that this was her dream, she forced herself to look out in the hall. She gasped, but no sound came out. She was in her house. The same one in Chicago.
She forced her body to walk out in the hallway and down the stairs. She heard a man saying, "You can not do this. Your daughter will not live."
Odd, the voice sounded very familiar.
"He's right Steven," said a female.
"Mama!" Faith gasped silently. It came out so naturally. She walked down the stairs and gasped. Professor Dumbledore, at a much younger age, her mother, and father. Her mother held a bundle of blankets and Faith was certain that was her.
"Leave this place," said Dumbledore. "I can help you."
"Listen to him!" her mother cried.
"NO!" her father shouted and everyone including Faith jumped. She walked in closer. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!"
"I do," said Dumbledore calmly.
"NO! YOU DON'T!" He took in a deep breath and stated more calmly, "Dumbledore sir, with all do respect, you do not understand! I-we- are in debt! My wife and I."
"How so?" asked Dumbledore.
"Debt?" said Faith's mother. "Steven, you said you repaid Voldemort."
Every one fell quiet. "Voldemort," Dumbledore repeated. He took a step towards Faith's father. "Don't tell me"-
"I had to do what I could," said her father quickly. "he turned to his wife and said, "We were out on the streets. How was I supposed to know Voldemort would offer to help us? He wants a lot."
"What's a lot?" said her mother.
"Your lives!" said Dumbledore. The whole room turned to him. He took another step towards her father. "Do you know what he wants in exchange for your lives?!" he shouted. Faith never thought Dumbledore could get this ugly. "Your daughter! He wants to make a death eater out of her! And he'll stop at nothing to do so!" Now he was turning red.
"He wouldn't," said her father.
"He would!" Dumbledore retorted. He fell silent and sat down as he began to think. After ten minutes of silence he stood up and growled, "If you fight him Green, he will kill you and your wife. If you don't he will kill both of anyway. Or, he may just kill. . .you Maria."
"What?!" Faith and her mother gasped at the same time.
"He will make sure your daughter never fulfills what she is meant to. And he knows, that is why he wants her." Dumbledore went on, "You two have no idea of your daughters skills now. She has a gift that very few have."
"What is it?" Faith's mother asked.
"I will not speak of it here. Green, what is your decision? Come with me and let me help you? Or. . .death?"
Everyone flinched. Faith felt tears in her eyes. Damn Dumbledore. She hated him right now. Just then the room grew dark and the temperature dropped to freezing. Faith hugged herself. It suddenly felt like someone put a blanket over her and she relaxed. The windows broke and the lights flickered. When Faith looked st the people in the room, only her mother and father were there. Dumbledore had aperatted. Damn him!
The baby cried in Maria's arms. "SHUT HER UP!" her father shouted.
"I can't!" her mother shouted back.
That did it. Her father slapped her mother across the face. "DAMN YOU!" he shouted again. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HAVE HER!"
"IT TAKES TWO!" she shouted again and he slapped her once more.
Three figures glided into the room. "What will it be Green? You, or your daughter?"
"What would I do?"
"Serve me."
"I can't!"
"Very well." Voldemort raised his wand.
"N-O-O-O-O!" his wife shouted. "Don't! TAKE ME!"
"One of you," said another figure.
"SHUT UP! Green, stand aside!"
"NO!"
Another figurer threw him against the wall.
"STOP IT!" her mother yelled.
"Do it Green!" Voldemort hissed. "Take out all your frustrations on her! She made you two marry! She had that baby that cries all the time!"
"She's a month old!" her mother yelled again.
"Shut up!" Steven slapped Maria again. "DON'T MAKE ME TELL YOU AGAIN!"
Maria looked at her husband with tears in her eyes. Voldemort glided over to Steven and whispered, "Do it."
A wand was passed over to him. Faith saw him raise it and mutter something that was not in his own voice. "Avada Kedava!" (Is that right?)
"MAMA!" Faith cried.
She was falling into darkness again and sat up in Harry's bed throwing two blankets off her and then falling off.
"Faith!" Harry said standing up.
Faith looked at him with tears all over her face. "Oh, damn him Harry!" She cried in her knees.
Harry quickly took her in his arms. Faith cried in his chest. "He killed her! My own father killed my own mother. And Dumbledore knew all along what was going to happen! And he didn't do anything! Damn him to hell! He knew and did nothing!"
Harry rubbed Faith's back. "I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't of asked you to do this. It was too much."
Faith loosened her grip around Harry's neck and looked up at him. "I'm glad you did," she said to him. "Now I know Dumbledore was lying to me."
"He had o intention," said Harry quickly. "He does what he does for a reason."
Faith nodded and buried her face back in Harry's neck while Harry buried his own in her hair. Dammit, when would she tell him the truth?
The next day after lunch Harry and Ron held their try outs This time, they were better. They had actually found their team. Their first practice was announced to be held Monday night. Cho had gotten the part she wanted and went up to Faith saying, "We'll see who's the best," and walked away.
Faith looked at Harry who stood next to her, towering over her a good three inches. "What is her problem?"
"She's mad because. . ." he trailed off.
"Because why?"
"Never mind. Come on, are you hungry."
Faith laughed. "Starving."
"What do you say we go to Hogsmeade with Ron and Hermione. I guess Ginny can come if she isn't too busy."
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll go get them. Can you put these back?"
"Of course."
Faith took their brooms and stuck them back in the locker room. She laid Harry's broom carefully on a bench. She heard someone walk in. "Marigold?" she asked out loud without turning around.
"You're good," said the blonde.
Faith turned. "Did you try out for Quiditch?"
The blonde laughed. "Yeah right! I would never do that. The game is so dirty."
"It's a lot of fun really." Faith did her best to be polite. "Hermione told me you played in your third year. Is that true?"
Marigold giggled. "Well it's good to know that Hermione is still her good honest self. Someone who would never lie or start a rumor."
Faith narrowed he eyes. Marigold was playing a game with her. Like her father always used to. That was okay. Now that she had more courage, she could play to. "Excuse me?"
"What?"
"What did you mean by that?"
"Oh. . .nothing." Marigold stood up and began walking around the locker room slowly. Faith noticed the way she walked. Her long legs were enough to catch anyone's attention and she swayed her hips in such an un-natural way. "Where's Harry?"
"What's it to you?"
"I just thought that it would be a good thing if you knew where your man was."
"My man?!" Faith repeated. But now that she thought about it, Faith did begin to wonder where Harry was.
"I've heard a lot of things about you Faith."
"Whatever you heard, they're just rumors," Faith told her.
"I beg to differ," said Marigold calmly. "They sound very true."
"What are they?"
"You should know." Marigold walked over to Faith. She smiled when she saw the fear in Faith's. The blonde did tower over her. He eyes bore into Faith's green ones. "You have Harry's eyes."
"They're my eyes," said Faith, determined to not show any fear.
"You know," Marigold went on, "it seems like you to could be brother and sister."
Faith was tired of this game Marigold was playing with her. "Spit it out Twit," she spat.
"Me-ow! I didn't think you had it in you Feathergood. Then again, from what I've heard, you have a lot in you, don't you?"
"Whatever it was you heard you started," said Faith. She tried to move to get out of the locker room but Marigold wouldn't let her pass. "What do you want Twit!" she shouted.
"I want you to stay away from Harry!" Marigold shouted. "He's mine. Not yours!"
"Harry isn't mine," Faith said quickly. "He a friend of mine."
"I heard different. I saw him take you to the Forbidden Forest, and I heard you let him have his way with you."
"WHAT!" Faith shouted, joined by another voice. The two looked in the doorway and saw Harry standing there. He advanced to Marigold and starred down at her, "Listen," he hissed, "do yourself a favor and"-
"Do yourself a favor Harry," Marigold snapped. "Leave this skinny whore and come to me. Whatever it is she is giving you I can give you better." She took a step closer so her breast brushed against Harry's chest. "Much better."
Faith saw the way her chest was rising and falling and she hoped Harry hadn't noticed. She had learned from school how that can turn a guy on. She was glad when she saw Harry step back, take her own hand and lead her out of the room. Faith thanked him once they were in the halls.
"Why does she hate me?" she asked.
"She doesn't," said Harry. "You make her nervous."
Faith laughed. "Why would I make anybody nervous?"
"You really have no idea?" Faith was about to say something to this but she chose not to. Harry said again, "Ron and Hermione are working on something right now. I think the dance."
"This better be one good dance," said Faith.
"I agree," laughed Harry. "You're not still mad at Dumbledore are you?" he asked stopping and turning to her.
Faith said, "Not as much as last night. But I think we still need to talk."
"Now?"
"Now would be better. Could you just show me where his office is?"
"You want to go by yourself?" Faith nodded. "Alright then. Sure?"
"Yes."
Harry did so and Faith walked up the stairs leaving him to go back to the common room. And when he got there, he wished Faith had let him join her. Ron and Hermione were there, in the middle room, raising their voices at each other for the first time that year. They were doing so good, thought Harry. When Harry saw Ginny standing next Hermione he guessed what this whole thing was about.
"GINNY HOW COULD YOU?!" shouted Ron.
Yip, Harry thought again, he knows.
"I'M FIFTEEN RON!" Ginny shouted back. "I DON'T NEED YOU PERMISSION! YOU'RE NOT MUM!"
"Really, Ron,"-
"SHUT UP!" Ron barked.
Harry looked at who had just spoken. Dean Thomas. Hermione should've snogged him first, thought Harry. Then maybe he would've taken this easier. He laughed to himself. A little too loud because at that, Hermione turned to him saying, "Harry, help us out!"
"I-huh-what?" Harry stuttered. "Herm, I should stay out of this."
"You should," Ron snapped.
"Ron!" Harry and Hermione said together.
"What? Listen, when you're ready to talk, I'll listen." And with that he walked out the door.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other. They were both thinking the same thing, but knowing Ron, they understood him better than anyone else. Although Dean did voice their thoughts, "When we're ready to talk he'll listen?!"
"That's my brother for you," said Ginny. "Sorry you had to see that."
Ron stalked pass everyone and headed towards the lake. He mumbled to himself, "How could she. She should've told me. It's not fair. What if he uses her?!" That thought only made him turn redder. He had to hold on to a tree branch because he almost walked into a lake. He cursed. But it was not until her heard someone crying softly that his face turned to its normal color and he turned to his left.
"Faith?" he said so only she could hear.
Faith looked at him. Her red eyes brought tears to his own. "Hey Ron," she muttered.
Ron walked up to her, put a hand on her shoulder, and sat down next to her, "What happened?"
Faith looked at him. "Dumbledore knew the whole time how my mother was killed." Ron's eyes widened in shock. He had no idea. Faith overlooked it. "He knew why my dad had to work for Voldemort. He knows he's still working for him. But he won't tell me." More tears came down her face. "I hate him so much. Why won't he just tell me?"
"Faith," Ron began, "you know you're in a situation like Harry's. He had no idea why his parents were killed. He still doesn't know the full truth. Dumbledore tells him little by little."
"I don't want to be told little by little," Faith cried. "I want to know everything now."
Ron smiled and wrapped his arms around her. Faith laid her head on his shoulder. She reminded Ron of Ginny whenever she was upset. Wow, did that hurt him right now. He had been selfish.
"Faith," said Ron, "why do you think Dumbledore won't tell you everything at once?"
Faith thought. Then she said, "Maybe he thinks I can't handle it. . .?"
"Exactly. Look at what you know now. That's a lot of information for just one day and look at how you're handling it."
"I guess. It just seems like if I knew everything, I could cry for a day and then be done with the pain."
Ron shook his head. "It doesn't work like that."
Faith nodded. "I know. What about you? What's wrong?"
Ron shook his head. "Doesn't matter."
"You listened to me complained."
"Yeah but you actually have something to complain about."
"Tell me," Faith told him. "Im my experience it's good when you tell someone what's bugging you. And if you hear yourself talk about it, you'll figure out a solution."
It had now just occurred to Ron how wise Faith was. Now he really wanted to know about her past but instead he said, "My sister."
"Ginny?"
"Yip."
"What about her?"
"She's dating someone."
"Well that's good."
"No, it's not."
"Why not?"
"'Cause, she's my baby sister. I don't want to see her get hurt by anyone."
Faith smiled. Ron reminded her of Pops and the way he treated her like a baby sister. "Ron," she said, "Ginny is fifteen. She's going to start noticing these things about guys. She's gonna want to date. And, I know you don't want to hear this, but dating and breaking up isn't something you can explain to someone. You can't just say, 'Wait until you're done with school then start.' There are some things people need to experience to understand fully. And dating happens to be one of them."
Ron sighed. "I guess. And Ginny is getting older."
Faith smiled. "That doesn't mean you still can't be a big brother and watch out for her. I'm sure she'll be happy if you just step into the background and just watch from a distance."
"How do you know so much?" asked Ron.
"I guess you just have to experience what I have to understand."
Ron nodded. "Mind if I ask what that was?"
"Ask me later. By the way, did you ever tell Hermioen about that rumor? The one about me and you?"
"Not yet. She told me about Ginny before I had the chance. I'm sure there's still time."
Marigold ran back to the castle, away from the tree she was hiding behind. She went up to Cho Chang saying, "Guess what?!"
"What?"
"I just saw Ron and that Faith doing the same thing they did the other night!" Marigodl breathed. "Only they did a bit more!"
Cho's mouth fell open. "That slut!"
"You did what?" Voldemort shouted.
"S-ss-s"-
"HOW COULD YOU MESS THIS UP! IT'S SIMPLE ENOUGH!!"
"Ma-ma-ma"-
"OH FUCK IT!" Voldemort rose his wand and killed his death eater. "Malfoy! Your in charge of this now. Here! We can not do the one I had in mind because you can only do the magic once. Here!"
Malfoy looked at the potion for a new female decoy. "Yes master."
"It will take over a month. We need to wait for the next full moon. Go get the ingredients. AND DON'T MESS THIS UP!"
Okay guys. i know this chapter wasn't as good, but i wanted to get one more in before i had to go on my trip. AGAIN!! I'll update as soon as i get a hold of a computer.