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This chapter is dedicated to Penthesilea. May she rest in peace forever. Why did he have to kill her, why? Do you think he'll kill her in the film? (None of you have any idea what I'm on about anyway, so I'll shut up!). It is also dedicated to Addie and Jezuz. And Sammy, if she can ever be bothered to read it. OR WRITE MORE OF HERS!
Things in italics are thoughts, either to oneself or another person.
When Aurora woke up, she was lying in a bed in the hospital wing. Sitting beside the bed was Draco, lounging back in an armchair eating chocolate.
"Hey," she said quietly.
"Hey," he replied. "This was meant to be for you but…"
"It doesn't matter," Aurora smiled. "You eat it."
"What happened back there? You came out of that vision for the second time, and then you seemed to black out totally."
"I did," she answered. "The first vision was a proper one, muddled and confusing. The second one wasn't exactly a vision…" She stopped, and her eyes flashed to the door. "Your father's coming," she said quickly. "I'll tell you more in a bit."
Rapid footsteps approached the door, and in swept Lucius Malfoy, his face blank from expression.
"How are you?" he asked Aurora, his voice colder than usual.
"Fine, thank you," Aurora answered, searching his mind for why he was being so cold towards her. "I'm not like my father, you know," she said. "You can't resent me for being his daughter."
"Well…" Lucius spluttered.
"Who was…?"
"Come, Draco, we're leaving!" commanded Lucius.
Say no! said Aurora in Draco's mind. Stand up to him!
But…
Go on!
"No," said Draco simply.
"What?"
"I'm staying here with Aurora. Lessons have finished…"
"Have I been here that long?" interrupted Aurora
"Yes. And I want to talk to her, so I'm staying here, whether you like it or not!" said Draco defiantly.
"But…"
"Go!" said Draco, pointing a finger at the door. Lucius gave Aurora a scathing look and swept out of the room again.
Well done.
Thanks. Why are we talking in here?
I need to tell you some things that shouldn't be heard out loud.
OK…
Today, when I went in the second time, I saw my mother. I haven't seen her for two years, but she says she's been trying to contact me for a month now. I think someone's been stopping me talking to her.
Who?
I don't know. That's what I want to know. I didn't talk to her though, I refused.
Why?
Why? She abandoned me, that's why!
What did you see in the first vision?
Fire. Lots of fire. And screams. Women and children. And a high, cold laugh. It was a bit muddled, as usual.
That room seemed to bring on your visions.
I was just about to say that!
I know.
You read it?
Yeah. Your mind's complicated.
It's meant to be; so strange people don't read it.
You don't mind do you?
Not really.
"Miss Polgana?" It was Madame Pomfrey, the school matron. "You can leave now if you wish."
"Alright. Where are my clothes?" (For the record, she had not been naked, but in pajamas).
"Here," said Draco, reaching down for a bag on the floor. He passed it to her. "I'll go outside and wait then?"
"Please." Aurora quickly got changed and went outside to Draco.
"You OK?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Your hair…"
"What?"
"It's a mess… here," he reached up a hand and touched the white lock in her hair. It seemed to glow blue for a second. His hand retracted. "It…"
"It likes you."
"It has a mind of it's own?"
"Almost. It 'knows' people. It likes some and dislikes others."
"Why…"
"Do I have it? It's a mark of sorcery. Every one of us is born with a mark. For some it looks like a birthmark on their left arm, for others it is a tiny flower in the palm of their left hand, for me it's this. It depends."
They walked back through the winding corridors to the common room.
"Just thought I'd warn you that when we go in here, I'm going to get, how shall I put it? 'Bullied' for what happened today."
"Can't you stop it?"
"I could, but it's life."
"By who?"
"Pansy, among others. I've been told to ignore it, though, so I'm going straight up to my room and bed. They may turn on you too, but just ignore them."
"OK… Pure blood!" Draco said the password and the stone door appeared. The common room was quiet, but that was because nearly everybody was in bed. Except Pansy, two of her friends, Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy was lounged on one of the sofas with her friends next to her, and Crabbe and Goyle stood at the far end of the room. When Pansy saw who had entered the room, she straightened and carefully stood up, smoothing her hair down with one hand. The other hand had one finger outstretched, pointing at Aurora.
"You!" she said, anger and hatred in her voice and on her face. But her mind was not angry. It hated a bit, but most of the feelings towards Aurora were of jealousy. Jealousy? Aurora wondered. Then she found it. Pansy thought Aurora was stealing Draco from her. She had liked him for so long, but now this stranger, this sorceress, someone who was more powerful and frankly better looking than Pansy, had come along and taken away all chance she would ever have with him.
"Me?" Aurora answered.
"Yeah, you. Sor-cer-ess. Think you're smarter than us do you? You and your fancy 'seeings'. Teacher's pet."
Oh God! Draco's voice interjected into Aurora's mind. Does she really think that?
Yes…
All because I went to the Yule Ball with her last year!
Did you read her mind, or mine?
Yours of course. I can't read any others!
I could teach you to.
You could?
Yeah. I'll speak to you later.
"No, Pansy I don't think I'm better than any of you."
Watch this, Aurora said to Draco.
Now, Pansy, you really shouldn't have those sort of thoughts. Aurora and Draco watched as Pansy's eyes widened.
Did you hear that? Aurora asked Draco.
Yeah.
Don't take your jealousy out on me, Pansy. I can't help it if he likes me. Draco's eyes widened too.
You can tell that? he asked.
Course, silly. I can see into every last bit of your mind. Anyway, Pansy, don't take it out on me, not now. When we're older, maybe we can duel or something. But not now. Aurora watched calmly as Pansy ran off sobbing.
"Oops," Aurora said. "I didn't mean to make her cry. Oh well." She turned to Draco.
"Are you going to teach me… you know what now?" he asked
"No. Later."
"Later? It's late already!"
When everyone's asleep, I'll meet you down here.
But when will I know when they're asleep? And won't I be asleep?
I'll wake you up. And I'll give you something to keep you awake and not make you tired tomorrow.
"Oh yes, that reminds me. Dumbledore came to see you earlier, but you were still asleep. He told me to give you this." He reached inside his robes and brought out a large bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. " And say 'get well soon'."
"Thanks. See you tomorrow," Aurora yawned.
You're not tired are you? Draco asked.
No. Aurora replied. It's just an act. Crabbe and Goyle might suspect something.
Those slow-brains? No, of course not. If they were any slower, they'd be going backwards.
"Night Draco," said Aurora.
"Night Rora," he replied.
"What did you call me?"
"Rora…"
"Nice. Night."
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