Chapter Nine
Swerving in and out of the Hogwarts Towers, past the flags that fluttered aimlessly in the icy cold wind and searched for the place where most of my questions can finally be answered.
Upon finding the right window, I swooped gracefully into the large room and skidded a few feet before landing in front of the very person I sort out to see.
A small high-pitched scream, sounding more like a whimpering shriek erupted from the tall, elegant girl, causing sighs, grunts and shifts of positions from the other girls lying in the nearby bunks.
"What the fuck in Merlin's bloody name are you doing here?"
"I don't think 'Merlin' has 'fuck' in it Padma." I replied calmly, slightly apprehensive about the six girls who lay comfortably in their plush four-poster beds.
"So? What are you doing when here?" Padma inquired angrily, folding her arms on top of her chest and stepping forward.
"It's about Parvati. I need to know what's hap-"
"Shhh! Not here you idiot, go to the Quidditch Pitch storeroom, I'll be there in ten minutes." Padma hushed me, grabbed her broom and ushered me out of the Ravenclaw room.
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I continued painting late into the night. Everyone, including Lavender had gone to bed already, leaving me in a somewhat peaceful area for now. My curtains around my bed were still jammed shut as my hands caressed the painting with one of my many paintbrushes, scattering a vast selection of greys, whites, blacks, and finally, an emerald green.
My Angel does have black hair, raven black hair of course.
Similar almost exactly like Harry's…
No….he wouldn't save me…even if his hair was similar to his own mass clump of sable black hair.
Face it Parvati, Dani says Harry's your Angel and she has the facts to prove it and what do you have? Just a gradually fading feeling that he isn't your Savour...
As the truth dawned on me I finally noticed whose face it was on My Angel that my hand had been subconsciously painting; it was Harry's.
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The freezing icy cold wind ruffled my already wind-swept hair as I awaited the arrival of Parvati's twin, Padma.
"Good you're here." A voice behind me murmured, the voice barely heard over the rustling over the Forbidden Forest tree leaves.
"Yeah I am, now tell me, what's going on with Parvati?" I demanded immediately, not bothering to look at Padma.
"Nothing's going on with my daughter. Little boys like you shouldn't be out all alone Harry Potter." The voice menacingly hissed, as a large force collided with me as I was knocked off my broom.
I was falling faster and faster as I tried to make out whom forcibly hit me, the man followed me on his broom, inches from my left I saw him. My attacker was huge, nearly seven feet tall, shiny black hair, and pure black eyes. I reached for my broom which was also falling near me but as I plummeted closer and closer to the grounds the wind snatched my firebolt away from me and threw it into the vast lake.
"You will learn not to meddle in my family matters, but since you don't have a proper family you wouldn't know about these things." He forebodingly muttered, grabbing me around the wrist, no less then a meter away from the hard ground and swept me away, back into the sky and away from Hogwarts.
"Where the hell are you taking me?" I exclaimed, struggling against his steely grip, I was sure my wrist had at least been sprained throughout the whole confrontation and the back of my head still throbbed loudly from the collision.
"Somewhere where I can and will knock some sense into you."
As the sun crept through the curtains, the warm, orange glow shone into the room. My muscles ached from the lack of sleep, I never moved from the position of sitting up straight and staring continually at the portrait of my angel.
"Oh Seamus, do it a little harder…" Lavender murmured in a dreamy, giggly voice, she was of course dreaming of having a little fun with the Irish seventh year.
The other seventh year girls stirred slightly, they too were mumbling about certain boys and what they were dreaming about.
"Ron, stick that in me or I'll break it off…"
"We'll be caught in the closest Cory…"
"Blaise baby, we should use condoms or at least a spell."
"Dean, oh Dean!"
Sighing, I stretched, I eventually managed to crawl out of bed, and my legs were still tangled in the mess so I ended up falling out of my four poster bed. On the way to the bathroom, I gradually collected all of my items that I need for my bath and stumbled progressively into the seventh year girl's bathroom. When I finally got there, I was greeted again by the bubbly, wheezy voice of Dani the mirror.
"Dear, oh my honey something bad has happened to your angel!"
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Hey guys and girls. Yes I decided to continue writing this one, no matter what my ex-beta will say or/and will do to me.
Unfortunately, I'm going to stop my first story "You Never Know" because my beta "Second-Hand Heart" and I have had a horrible fight, this of course unfortunately will reflect on my story-writing.
Anyway, that was such a short chapter . Sorry, my minds on some problems that my friends and I have been having. If you're actually concerned for me check out my live journal "Shadowicywolf" as my pen name at hope you enjoyed this one!
xxx Shadow Silver Wolf xxx
