Chapter 28
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Leah didn't know what do or how Angelina and Wood handled it. She sat with Harry, Ginny and the two beater boys as she watched different people try out for the remaining chaser spot. Ron was blocking all their attempts at scoring, which was a relief to see that he finally got the confidence. Leah had taken the last few days trying to convince Draco to convince the Slytherins to not sing Weasley is our King at the next match.
"Leah…hey!" Ginny poked Leah to get her attention. Leah looked at her. "Natalie Spencer is pretty good."
"What year is she in?" Leah asked.
"Fourth year." Ginny said. "Watch." Leah looked at the pitch. Ginny grabbed her broom and joined Natalie. They passed the quaffle a few times before Natalie faked a pass and threw the quaffle. Ron just barely missed it.
"Wow. Cool…you're hired." Leah said. Natalie smiled. They then did practice. It went really well. Leah, Ginny and Natalie made a good team. "If we don't beat Slytherin, I'll be surprised…and extremely pissed off."
"Man…why couldn't you be captain last year?" Ron asked. Leah just shrugged.
"Wait until we actually have a game before you start complimenting me." She said. Everyone left except Leah. She watched them all go back up to the castle before sitting in the middle of the pitch. She was starting to wish she had gone with them back to the castle. Leah leaned back on her elbows and looked at the sky.
"Well…Thought you would have gone in with the others." Leah tilted her head back to see Draco standing a few feet away. She rolled over onto her stomach. Draco walked over.
"I didn't feel like going back." Leah said. "What are you doing here?"
"I come out here sometimes at night." Draco said.
"One of those thinking things?" Leah asked. Draco nodded. "Well...you gonna fly or pull up some grass?"
"Think I'll sit for a while...flying will come later." Draco said. He sat next to Leah. "Got anymore touching songs up your sleeve so I can be ready to see Goyle act like a bloody baby?"
"He cried?" Leah asked. Draco smirked and nodded. "Oh my god. I could imagine the girls crying but Goyle?" Leah laughed. "Now that is funny."
"Yeah…that's why I moved away from them." Draco said. "Didn't want to be seen around him."
"That's understandable." Leah said. "And think…the same thing is gonna happen next week."
"Yeah…unless otherwise stated, sixth and seventh years can go to Hogsmeade for the club every other week." Draco said. "You'll be performing quite a lot."
"No…just the first three times then it's every so often." Leah said. "So I did the first week, doing the next week and the week after that. Then the Weird Sisters are on for the week after that. Then another band that's guys…then I'm up again…and that's all I know." Draco smirked. "Well…ready for flying?"
"Sure." Draco said. They got up, got their brooms and flew into the air.
"Best thing about a firebolt…it's a lot faster then your broom." Leah said. She flew around with Draco following her. They played a flying version of tag for a while before Leah went back to the ground.
"Get bored fast don't you." Draco said, touching down after her.
"Yeah…lots of things do that to me." Leah said. She sat down then leaned back on her elbows.
"Well…I can think of a few things that might not be boring." Draco said, sitting next to Leah.
"Oh I bet you can." Leah said. "And the thing is, I can think of them too." Draco smirked. "Doesn't mean we're going to do them though." This time he frowned.
"Denying me my fun, aren't you." Draco said. Leah sighed then let herself fall onto her back. Draco's frown turned to slightly worry. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Leah said.
"Not believing it." Draco said. He leaned over Leah a bit. Draco looked at her wristband. For some reason it made him frown even more. He was vaguely aware of Leah talking. Draco sat up, took Leah's hand and, before she could do anything, pulled the wristband away to see all the scars and cuts.
"What are you doing?" Leah asked, sitting up and trying to pull her arm out of Draco's hold. He held her other hand as well so that she couldn't put the wristband back.
"What's all this about?" Draco asked.
"Let go." Leah said.
"Answer the question." Draco said.
"Let go!" Leah said.
"For fuck sake Leah! Answer the bloody question!" Draco said. Leah stared at him. "When did you start this?"
"When I got home for summer holidays." Leah said, quietly.
"Anyone know?" Draco asked softly. Leah shook her head. "Why not?"
"Oh please." Leah said, laughing slightly. "Do you seriously think that Harry and Ron care enough about me to notice that I'm wearing a wristband all the time?"
"Well…Don't think Weasley's smart enough to notice but I thought Potter would." Draco said. Leah became aware of his fingertips gently running across the cuts.
"Please…ever since Harry made out that he was the only one that cared that my father was dead…" Leah said.
"Yeah…his head has gotten a whole lot bigger." Draco said.
"I know. He was the one that fell for the trap." Leah said. "If he had only believed me…my dad would still be alive."
"Want me to curse him?" Draco offered.
"I don't think that'll help. But thanks." Leah said, smiling slightly. "Wait a minute…is Draco Malfoy, Slytherin god, offering to help one of his sworn, Gryffindor enemies?" Draco seemed to have only just realized that as well. Leah shook her head. "Man…what have I done to you?"
"I don't know." Draco said. He yawned before lying down on his side next to Leah.
"As nice as this may be…" Leah said. "We really do have to get back to the castle. Even sixth years can't be out this long."
"Right…sneaking in." Draco said.
"Nope…just fly to your dorm window and slip in that way." Leah said. Draco groaned then got up and pulled Leah up. "Please don't tell anyone." She held up her, now recovered, wrist. Draco looked from it to Leah then, realizing there was no way out, nodded. What would he tell people anyways? Nothing really if he thought about the fact that no one was supposed to know that these two were even nice to each other.
Leah climbed into her bed to try and get some sleep. Fat chance at that though.
"Avada Kedavra!" She shouted. Three people in front of her fell down, down. "Three more muggles down. And Fudge thinks he can stop us! Ha!" There was a swishing noise behind her and she turned slowly before dropping to her knees. "Master."
"Rise." Voldemort's voice came. "Do not believe that killing hundred of muggles is going to get you back on my good side. You let me down."
"Master…I'm sorry." She said. "If it wasn't for my being distracted by the Animagus Black then I would have gotten it."
"Not only did you let the Prophecy break…but you let her get away with something else." Voldemort said. "You shame be greatly Bella."
'LEAH! LEAH WAKE UP!" Hermione shouted. Leah woke with a start and fell off the bed, having gotten tangled in her bed sheets.
"Bellatrix has killed people." She said.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Bella…she…she killed three muggles." Leah said.
"Isn't that normally something Harry sees?" Hermione asked.
'Damn her Mione! Harry sees through Voldemort's eyes. I saw through Bella's!" Leah said. She got herself untangled and changed into her robes. She pulled her hair into a ponytail before grabbing Hermione and pulling her down to the common room. Harry and Ron were standing at the bottom of the stairs. Ron looking just as confused as Hermione.
"Voldemort was after more then just the prophecy." Harry and Leah said at the same time. "How did you know?" They stared at each other. "I saw. Me too…quit it!"
"I saw through Bella's eyes." Leah said.
"I saw through Voldemort's." Harry said.
"He said that not only did Bella let the prophecy break but she let someone get away with something else." Leah said.
"He said that Bella let her get away with something else." Harry said. "Pretty obvious he was talking about you."
"What the hell do I have that Voldemort wants?" Leah asked.
"I don't know. Why is he killing off your whole family?" Harry asked.
"That is completely beside the point." Leah said.
"Is it?" Harry asked. "Your grandmother was killed by death eaters. Your father was killed. Your mother is in a coma…" He stopped because Leah had punched him.
"Leah!" Ron and Hermione said.
"Shut up!" Leah said, looking at Harry. "I don't want to hear how fucked up my life is. I know how fucked up it is and I don't need someone telling me it." She went past them and out the portrait before heading to her first period class.
Potions somehow seemed easier then it used to. Snape had actually…well…he had gotten a little nicer. At least he wasn't putting himself out there to make Leah and Harry's lives crap. Leah guessed that Snape figured that they were feeling bad enough. Although he did snap at Hermione and Leah who were trying to figure out if Leah should talk to Dumbledore about what she saw, seeing as how Harry saw the same thing and there would be no point in telling Dumbledore twice. Snape moved Leah back next to Draco.
"Well…he's cheery." Draco muttered.
"You'd think he'd be gone more." Leah muttered.
"Why?" Draco asked.
"No reason." Leah said quickly. She was wondering why Snape wasn't off somewhere, spying on Voldemort or something. She could tell he was feeling that Voldemort was calling to the death eaters. Every so often he would wince and grab at his arm for a second. Leah felt sorry for him…just a little.
By the time the sixth and seventh years were allowed to go back to the club, Leah had managed to get permission to get out of rehearsal so that she could spend the day with Hermione.
"Come on Mione. Just a small one." Leah said, tugging Hermione towards a shop. Leah had met up with her in the great hall and managed to get her away from Harry and Ron. Hermione, who had figured out that Leah was Sierra, asked why Leah wasn't at some kind of rehearsal. Leah had told her that she didn't have to go until two hours before performing.
"No…Leah come on." Hermione said. "You have your own. Why do you have to drag me along? Can't we get something less permanent?"
"If you get them magically applied then you can get them magically removed." Leah said. "Oh please Mione please please please?" She pouted.
"Oh fine." Hermione said. Leah smiled and hugged her before pulling her into the shop.
"Don't worry." She said. "I already sent an owl to ask your parents. They said as long as it's a small one."
"What?" Hermione asked.
"I sent Starr to your parents to ask if they're ok with you getting a tattoo." Leah said. "They said as long as you get a small one then its ok."
"Oh…well…ok." Hermione said.
"Magical ones don't hurt." Leah said. "So I was thinking of getting them on our wrists."
"Umm…ok. But won't that give away that you are…you know." Hermione said.
"I really don't care anymore. Fred and George have kept it good secret for a while." Leah said.
"And that has to do with what I said…how?" Hermione asked.
"No clue…but I just thought you should know." Leah said. "You're not the only one who's figured it out."
"Who else do you know?" Hermione asked.
"Well…" Leah said. She began to wonder if she should tell Hermione or just lie. She figured she could tell her part of the truth. "Malfoy found out…right away too."
"How do you know?" Hermione asked.
"Because when I went for break at the Yule Ball…he cornered me." Leah said.
"And he hasn't told anyone?" Hermione asked.
"Think about it…who would have believed him?" Leah asked. "I was too nice and quiet then. And I never did the make-up shit then." Hermione nodded. "Well…what design do we want?"
"Umm…" Hermione said, looking at the design book. "Oh…what about this one. A heart with wings."
"Sure…and it's small." Leah said. She got hers on her left wrist on the right side of it and Hermione got hers on the right wrist, left side. "These are so cute." They left the shop and stared walking around.
"Leah!" Caroline yelled, running towards them. Leah groaned. "Ok…I know we agreed on two hours before actual performance. But we need you there now!"
"Why?" Leah asked.
"Because everyone's arguing about the finishing song." Caroline said.
"Go…I'll see you there don't worry." Hermione said.
"Really?" Leah asked. Hermione nodded. "Ok…see ya." She followed Caroline to the club.
Here's chapter. I'm sorry to say that Leah is going to be even more depressed by Christmas time because I'm offing her grandpa. Sad I know. But I need some ideas between now and then so help me out peoples.