Chapter Eight
After storming out of the bathroom and away from Dani, I passed through the Common Room, feeling someone's eyes on the back of my head, I forced myself not to turn around and slap them. I continued further until I reached my comforting plush bed in the Girl's Dorm.
Was Dani right about my angel being Harry?
It couldn't be…I don't believe
You don't have to believe it.
Fine, but then who could it be?
Why don't we just ask him then?
Oh yeah that'll be something to see, I would go up to him after his Quidditch practice and say. 'Hi Harry, nice flying out there, by the way, did you happen to save my life when I was beaten up by my parents last Hogmeade's trip?'
Well you could make anything sound stupid with that sarcastic tone.
"I'm sick so of arguing with you!" I snarled, I took my frustration out on the red pillows on my bed and viciously pounding them as hard as I could.
"Parvati if you're going to pound something, pound Justin Filch-Fletcher, he broke up with me today and like, I'm sooo totally like angry at him. Can you believe the nerve of that Hufflepuff?!" a ditzy voice behind me angrily spat. I knew it was Lavender; she's the only one who would go out with that perverted little Hufflepuff and then get dumped by him because he finally had screwed her.
I continued punching even harder, I loathed Lavender, I despised my parents and what they've done and I absolutely hate being confused like this, it's the worst feeling in the world, being befuddled.
"Like Parvati you're going to break a nail if you continue like acting totally like a tomboy." Lavender sighed, slightly annoyed still. Lavender collapsed onto her luxurious four-poster bed and pulled out another one of her 'beauty kits' for her to use.
"I don't care Lavender; I have bigger things to worry about then just a torn bit of my nails." I hissed, pulling out another canvas and my ebony and silver box.
"Oooh! Is it a boy? If it is please go on!" Lavender squealed, edging forward on her bed to listen.
She was utterly pitiable, doesn't she understand when I don't want to be talked to, and Dani wasn't even helping, it seemed like then wheezy, secret-keeping mirror only made things worse by saying something that seemed like the least likely thing.
Rolling my eyes, I ripped my surrounding gold and red four-poster bed curtains shut and began another one of my paintings.
This one was different though, it was of an angel still, but I drew him from what I had barely seen in that alleyway. Even though I was dazed beyond reasoning, I still heard his gentle, soft voice and I did see a flash of black hair so I continued on, drawing my angel and letting my imagination run wild…
……………………………HARRY'S P.O.V. ………………………………………………………………
I watched Parvati stomp out of the bathroom; I was just on my way to the boy's bathroom when I heard her last words before her, loud exit.
They confused me beyond belief and yet enticed me to find out why she had said those four, very final words. 'I have no fate' sounded like she had given up on everything, maybe it was because of her beating that afternoon or maybe it was something the girl's mirror had said.
What ever it was, I had to find out.
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I climbed out of the deep bath, grabbed the nearest towel, and casually walked over to the enchanted mirror Daniel, from what I had heard, that was the mirror of the girl's bathroom brother. I hope it was true, for Parvati's sake.
"How are you Harry? Have a good bath there? Man you've grown a lot since the first year; I'll be surprised if there weren't the entire seventh year girl's in Hogwarts chasing after you hey?" Dan immediately prodded me with many questions before waiting eagerly for his many awaited answers.
"Before I answer your questions, can you answer mine by asking your sister Daniela from the Gryffindor's girl's bathroom?" I fired at him, setting the deal up as I dried my messy hair and put on my glasses.
"As long as it isn't perverted then yes; fire away."
"It's not about peeking in on the girls; I'm not a Hufflepuff like Justin Filch-Fletcher. What made Parvati Patil from my year say just a moment ago, 'I have no fate' and why is she being beaten up and by whom?" I inquired, picking up my toothbrush and began my dental cleaning routine.
For a few moments I heard a slight muffling sound before Daniel began talking to me.
"I cannot tell you about the beating but well, the reason why she said those four words was… it was about…" Dan mumbled.
"About who? It is about that song she's been singing?" I was getting angry, he had the answers but he wasn't giving them to me fast enough.
"Spit it out Daniel!" I hissed, raising my fist in a dire, fatal threat.
"That song, I assume you don't know the lyrics let me tell you them before I tell you the rest, then you will understand Harry.
Even when your life crumbles
Even when you want to die
Just don't give up
There's no need to cry
Tomorrow's another day
Soon your angel will come
And make things right
It'll protect you forever
Hold you throughout the night
So don't give up
Hold your head up high
Your angel will be there
Every time you cry... that song is called 'Your Angel' just to let you know."
"Just tell me Dan; other guy's want tot use the bathroom too." I sighed; the song meant nothing to me, I wish he'd hurry up already.
"Well today, when she got beaten up, her Angel came and saved her, wiped away her tears, he made things right and apparently listened in to Parvati's and your conversation in Herbology."
"What the hell do you mean?" I dolefully replied, not knowing what else to say.
"I mean when she was saved, she inquired about asking a question but when the angel replied, it said what dear Parvati had said earlier. Which was: 'you already did ask a question' or something similar to that. Dani, my lovable sister concluded that you were Parvati's angel, of course she didn't take that very well and then my sister said something about fate and that's when the young Patil girl said…" Daniel babbled on.
"I have no fate." I finished for him, stunned by what had caused her to say those words.
"I was what she denied having a crush on or anything else, it was me…" I spluttered, shaking my head in utter disbelief.
TELL HER! TELL PARVATI THAT YOU SAVED HER! TELL HER THAT YOU WANT HER!
What? No, I couldn't tell, she didn't want me to know anyway… whether I saved her or not. I'm not telling.
OH SHUT UP YOU STUBBORN GIT AND DAMN WELL TELL HER, AT LEAST TALK TO HER!
No.
And with that I left the bathroom, without uttering another single word, my thoughts raced as I grabbed my broom, they raced when I stood on the seventh year boy's dormitory balcony and they still raced as I took off in flight. That song never leaving my head…
Even when your life crumbles
Even when you want to die
Just don't give up
There's no need to cry
Tomorrow's another day
Soon your angel will come
And make things right
It'll protect you forever
Hold you throughout the night
So don't give up
Hold your head up high
Your angel will be there
Every time you cry...
I knew I was Parvati's Angel, I knew I had to stop any harm coming to her but I didn't know why I wanted to so much…
