Chapter Four
Everybody was at breakfast, even though it was almost over, they weren't eating anymore, well not really. They were just being bloody happy.
I caught snatches of conversations on the way to the Gryffindor Table, all was just rubbish though. I didn't know where I was going to sit because last night, Harry was just curious about my 'injuries' so I guess I'll sit at the very end, where nobody looks.
"Parvati? There you are!" one voice called it sounded tired and busy.
But who would want you?
I don't know…
I saw Hermione marching up and waving something in one hand and a stack of others in her other hand.
Great, miss know-it-all Hermione is now coming up to me to probably order me around-just fucking great.
"Timetables." That's all Hermione said to me, I must admit I was a bit upset, I did want somebody to at least have a little conversation with-even if it was a bossy Head Girl.
I quickly glanced along mine, the corners of my mouth tugged at my lips, almost making a smile. Potions, then Transfiguration for the morning, Harry couldn't talk to me in those lessons.
I guess I will live through this morning then! One thought said brightly.
I thought back to when I met Dani the mirror, remembering what she had said to me.
FLASHBACK
"Well I don't care what everyone says, not even Harry." I snarled, dragging a comb through my black hair and pulling it back into a loose pony tail at the nape of my neck.
"Well, it seems like you do care what he thinks, since you mentioned him in major denial." She replied, chuckling softly at her observation.
END OF FLASHBACK
What did Dani mean exactly? I did want somebody to talk to, but is that somebody, Harry?
Are you kidding me? Harry's just worried like anyone would be if you showed them your marks!
But he seems more concerned then normal…
That's because he's the 'Boy-Who-Lived', Harry was practically born to be concerned about other people too.
Shaking my head softly, I stood and left the Great Hall and making my way down to the dungeons. I didn't care if I was early, I just wanted to get away from the happiness.
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"Hey why are you here so early Parvati?" another unknown voice said in an undertone.
'Who is it? If you're just here to taunt me get lost!" I hissed, my eyes darting from the doorway to the shadows and back.
I wonder if I could hide before they come in?
No you've already distinguished that you're here!
"Harry, and why would I taunt a friend?" he assured, entering the darkened entranceway to the dungeons.
Harry called me his friend? Am I alive or is this true? Somebody cares enough about me to call me their friend?
"Hello Harry." I murmured delicatelyentwining my fingers together before undoing them and beginning again.
"So I hope you didn't get too much of a shock this morning…" Harry laughed nervously, sitting beside me against the wall, on the floor.
"You didn't have to do that anyway, if I had a sore back in the morning it would've been my responsibility, not yours." I rolled my eyes and adjusted my sitting position.
"Can't I do a good deed for the fair lady?" Harry joked.
"You did another deed after you put me to bed?" I smile slightly at his jest.
"No, the fair lady of Gryffindor has always been you." Harry whispered. I barely heard it over the bell.
"What about the Head Girl, Hermione?" I wondered out loud in awe, I can't believe he complimented me like that.
Before he could answer a crowd of Gryffindors followed by a bunch of Slytherins entered the scene, causing Harry to jump up, just in time for Ron and Hermione to burst in.
"Class you may enter…" Snape snapped, I guess he wasn't happy this morning.
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As the class dragged on, everybody took notes and eventually was paired up. I was paired up with Ron this time and as I was busy cutting the knotgrass when Ron slipped me a note, whispering in a hushed tone.
"It's from Harry."
"Thanks." I replied, unfolding the note and skimming over the contents:
It said:
'What about her?'
I looked back just in time to catch Harry staring at me, curiosity pumped through my veins and I wondered about Hermione and what Harry had said about her.
HARRY'S P.O.V.
I caught her eye as she looked back, I don't know why but some weird force always drew me to Parvati's eyes, but a quick jabbed in the ribs from Hermione pulled me out of the trance.
"Pay attention Harry you almost poured three beetle eyes in!" Hermione said in a worried turn.
I merely grunted in response, Hermione was being very controlling since we greeted her on the front step of number twelve Grimmauld place. She's almost trying to make Ron and me to bow down at her every move-weird. Even her habit to worry about everyone had stepped up a few notches, making her sound more irritating than concerned.
I felt helpless when I thought about Parvati with all those bruises and scratches. I never expected her to receive those injuries in an accident, I think she must be beaten by somebody, but who in their right mind would beat somebody as wonderful as Parvati Patil?
I again, glanced over at the girl who had been in my thoughts every waking moment, subconsciously or consciously, her hair was like fine black silk that Aunt Petunia had bought to make her new dress and Parvati's skin was pale, not as pasty as Malfoy's, but it seemed to retain a small glow around it. The glow, that I guess only I could see, made Parvati's seem angelic but the word's that I heard her sing in the cabin made her sound like a wounded shadow.
My feelings made me think of a muggle song that I heard Dudley's radio play a few weeks back, before he sat on it, I couldn't remember the title or who it was by, but the lyrics stuck to me.
Push
it out
fake a smile
Avert disaster
just in time
I need a
drink
cause in a while
Worthless answer from friends of
mind
It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore
Girls possess me, but
they're never mine
I made my entrance, avoided hazards
Checked
my engine, I fell behind
I fell behind
She makes me
feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone I'm all
torn up inside
I'm always nervous on days like this like the
prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm a fucking boy
Remember
when I was in the grocery store
now's my time
Lost the words,
lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line
I would wish upon a
star, but that star, it doesn't shine
So read my book with a
boring ending
A short story of a lonely guy
I fell behind
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when
the storm's gone I'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on,
days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm a
fucking boy
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And
when the storm's gone I'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous
on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause
I'm still just a stupid worthless boy
-Story of a Lonely Guy by Blink 182
"Harry? Come on we've got to go to Transfiguration, McGonagall will dock points if we're late again!" Ron interrupted me as the lyrics had finished in my head, he pulled me off my seat as I collected my things and left the dungeons.
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PARVATI'S P.O.V.
After Transfiguration I walked on the edges of the Gryffindor Seventh Year crowd to the Great hall for lunch, I already had a Potions essay and Transfiguration homework to keep me awake all night so there goes my night of sleep.
As I sat down an owl flew over me before it landed right beside my lasagna. The nocturnal bird was acting nearly angrily towards the Gryffindors surrounding me. It knocked over goblets and pecked hands. Seeing the familiar mark imprinted on the envelope, it all came together. I dismissed my family owl and hurried out of the Great Hall.
