Chapter 9: A Friend's Tears
I woke up, startled. Lulu had been poking me, trying to wake e up. I thought about my dream. I had been dreaming about
Draco, and then I woke up, went down for breakfast, then Hermione and I were making out. That was by far, the most fucked up dream ever.
"Finally, Hazy! You so overslept. We're going to be late for breakfast," Lulu said. I went to the bathroom for a quick shower. I came out 5 minutes later, and put on a pair of tight faded jeans and white long sleeved shirt. I threw my trunk on my bed, looking for some clean robes, I made a gigantic mess of clothes. Totally horrible. Oh well, we went down stairs with my last clean robe.
We walked into the Great Hall together. We went our separate ways to spend the remaining 5 minutes with our beloved boyfriends. She walked towards the Slytherin table while I went to the Gryffindor table.
"Hey, baby," Ron greeted me, kissing me softly on the lips.
"Hey," I said. Hermione once again gave me an evil glare.
"Hi Hazel," Harry said.
"Hey, Harry," I responded.
"Hi, Hermione," I said, as nicely as possible.
"Hi, Hazel," she said through gritted teeth.
Ron and I began to talk about sweet nothings, when suddenly our last five minutes were up. I reluctantly stood up, gave him a "see ya later" kiss, and walked off. When I was walking towards my house table, I had a huge feeling of deja vu. I thought nothing of it, and kept walking.
As I sat down at the Ravenclaw table, Lulu came and sat down. She put her head down without saying a word. I was about to begin eating, but I felt a déjà vu feeling. I could've sworn I'd had that conversation with Ron, and it wasn't the first time I saw Lulu sad right after going to talk to Draco.
"Lulu, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, don't worry."
"Did Draco do something to you?"
"No," she said, a lonely tear made its way to her chin. I hugged her. It was obvious it was Draco's fault; he had done something to her.
"Lulu, look at me," I said, lifting her head so her eyes were level with mine, "tell me the truth. Did that son of a bitch dump you?"
She nodded slowly, "yes." She began cried harder, "he was angry because I didn't want to fuck him."
I sighed. "Ok, Lulu, mind if I have a chat with him?"
She nodded. I scribbled a note on a napkin, and waited for the owls to come with mail. Lada, my brown barn owl, dropped a letter from my parents, and I gave her some of my muffin, and some water, then I gave her the note I had written to Draco. She flew a few feet and dropped the note on his pancakes. I giggled and whispered what Lada did to Lulu, and she gave me a smile...