Chapter 12
Since You've Been Gone
"How was the meeting?" Rhonda asked as BV came back into the dorms.
BV sighed, "It was alright, pretty much a waste of time except for the ending."
"What was up with the ending?" Marietta asked BV.
"Dumbledore wanted to confirm my decision to come back and teach next year." BV said.
"You're teaching?" Rhonda asked.
"Yeah." BV sighed.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Rhonda screamed at BV. "I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO BE AN AUROR, DIDN'T YOU?"
BV snapped, "Yes, Rhonda don't get cross with me! I had to make a call. I chose the lesser of two evils! I decided to try and save my life rather than pass it over easily by being an auror!"
"You're pathetic." Rhonda said, "You're wasting your brains."
"Yeah, well Rhonda I don't give anymore. I've really been through with this crap I've been getting. Don't you think everyone tells me that? REALLY?" BV said angrily.
"THEN WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN!" Rhonda yelled at BV.
BV glared at her, "Do you realize that I have a lot more to loose than gain by going with my heart? This is a prime example of your heart wanting something that's not good for you. I would die as an auror, Noel wouldn't have a mother."
Rhonda didn't look away, "Yeah, but if you die here, Noel won't have a mother."
"The odds are better here." BV said as she flopped down on the bed. "What's this?"
Rhonda looked at the magazine BV was holding, "AHH! Andrea's wedding catalogue!" Rhonda dove at it, "Bridesmaids dresses!"
"SHUT UP!" Said Cho entering the room, "LET ME LOOK!" Cho ran and flopped on the bed.
BV logically said, "Can't we just look at it all together?"
"Sure!" The two girls chirped. BV slowly opened the booklet.
Cho gasped as she pointed, "Oh, dear God! Look at that blue! It's beautiful!"
"Tight fitting, though!" Rhonda commented, "My big bootie ain't fittin' in that anytime soon!"
"Awh Rhon, we love your big bootie!" Cho said laughing, "It's who you are! There is no Rhonda without the big bootie call!"
Rhonda rolled her eyes, "Cho, you're so pathetic!"
"OOH!" BV exclaimed as she spotted a red ball gown type of dress. "PRETTY!"
"Let me see!" Rhonda said laying on BV's back trying to look over her shoulder.
BV grunted, "Hey, Rhon, off please?"
"Nope, my big butt bootie is gonna squish the beauty veela!" Rhonda said as she looked over, "Yeah baby! Red that's a color we're all going to look good in!"
"Yeah that's if I want a wedding that looks like you all came out of a strip club!" Andrea said entering the room.
"Hey Andrea! It really isn't that bad, it's a ball gown at least. " Cho chirped, " So what exactly are we dressing in?"
Andrea raised an eyebrow, "you? Who said anything about you being in the wedding?"
"We're not?" said Cho pretending to be really sad.
"Do you seriously think I'd leave my three best friends out of the best day of my life?" Andrea questioned.
"Awh she does love us!" Rhonda squealed, "So what are we wearing?" Rhonda asked flicking through the magazine.
Andrea smirked, "Well for starters go to the pages that are turned down." Rhonda leaned over BV and turned to the first bent page.
"Okay, that's kinda pretty but a frosty blue is too light, it looks white." Rhonda said.
Cho bickered, "I like it, it's pretty."
"Never mind, you are all too petty. I'll pick it on my own. So what's up with everyone." Andrea said sitting down at the tippy top of the bed.
Rhonda opened her fat mouth, "BV isn't going to be an auror!"
"WHAT!" Cho and Andrea screamed.
BV sighed, "Yeah I'm going to be the defenses Teacher here at Hogwarts if there's an opening if not I'll be teaching potions."
"Replacing Slughorn or Snape. Not an entirely bad deal!" Cho commented, "But why give up your dream of being an auror?"
BV pushed Rhonda off of her, "Both Mc Gonagall and Dumbledore think I will have a greater risk getting killed in the field than I would here at Hogwarts. I don't want to die, Noel needs a mother seeing as how her father isn't going to be a part of her life."
Andrea commented, "But I thought you didn't want him to be in it."
"I don't. But over my dead body he would have to be her father." BV said.
"Got you." Rhonda said smiling, "Good call too, BV."
"Thanks." BV said getting up and getting ready to start her homework.
"BV, good luck with that decision." Andrea said, "It's not going to be easy because that won't make you happy."
"Yeah, but sometimes the things we really want aren't the best for us." BV sighed as she opened her textbook.
Trouble with potions...
(A/N: Rachel is in the states and Snapes potions are making her sick so BV will resume making the potions for a change Just a minor note!)
BV straightened her skirt. She wasn't too keen on meeting this Professor Slughorn. He sounded like he was an annoyance and hindrance rather than a help. Dumbledore told her that Slughorn wanted students who were exceptionally gifted and he would put them in his private club. BV knew a smart part veela would soon be a part of that collection if she didn't hold her own. Then she'd be force to hang around with Harry all the time. BV opened the door and closed it quietly behind her as she entered the drafty dungeon room.
"Miss Reinheart, nice to finally meet you!" Slughorn greeted her. BV was almost glad the seventh years still had Professor Snape for their last year. "Professor Snape tells me you are a good potions student. But to be seventeen and making a complicated Fortimus potion! That speaks for itself."
"Actually sir, I'm sixteen." BV said setting her bag down and opening it up to grab bottles.
"Sixteen? Merlin's beard! How can that be?" Slughorn asked staring at her.
BV replied, "Went to Vincentian was top 5 of my class skipped fifth year when I came to Hogwarts."
"I see, so a minor genius in front of me!" Slughorn said smiling at her.
BV said, "I wouldn't go that far."
"I would, you have potential Miss Reinheart." Professor Slughorn said grinning, "What are you doing after graduation?"
"Teaching back here at Hogwarts."
"Ah, so you're the one Albus is relieving me with. At least you know a thing or two about potions." Slughorn said, "But I daresay that's such a low goal."
BV did not like this topic so she harshly brushed it off, "We all have our reasons for our choices."
"Yes, well that's a good point." He said stumbling over his words, "So Miss Reinheart, it would seem that Professor Snape's potions are making Miss Rivers sick… I myself would make one if I knew how. Never tried it, I heard it was a heck of a potion to make."
"I've seen worse." BV said remembering mass producing simple potions for detentions all too well.
"Well off you, go, don't mind if I grade test do you Miss Reinheart?" He asked pulling a large stack of parchment out.
"Not at all." BV said as she grabbed a cauldron and began the all so familiar process. Slughorn would occasionally look up and watch BV as if he were analyzing her movements. BV was rather uncomfortable and was glad when the night had ended and she was released till the next morning when she would finish the potion. She was grateful however she had not become a member of his "club" yet. She walked back to the Ravenclaw commons with slight sigh. She was tired and needed to go to bed.
"BV! GOOD THERE YOU ARE!" Andrea said as BV entered the dorms.
BV asked dazed, "Huh?"
"Measurements!" Andrea yelled happily brandishing a measuring tape. BV groaned.
"Andrea, come off it, I don't want to do this right now. Besides I can give you the measurements off the top of my head."
"Well I'd prefer if we'd do it, tonight…" Andrea said drifting off, "Even though you could give them to me, I'd still feel a lot better if I did them myself. Dancer thing."
BV sighed already exhausted she decided just to get this over with, "Fine, is this good or should I change?"
"Your top's fine you just need jeans instead of a skirt." Andrea said as BV went over to a pile of her clothes and picked out a pair of jeans. "Just for my info, what size jeans do you wear?"
"Size 5." BV sighed, "Are you measuring in inches or centimeters?"
"Both, Maria, my sister in law, says she might order the dress from an American designer instead of the Russian one, says it'll turn out better."
"Alright." BV said as she extended her arms to allow Andrea to take her bust measurement, "It'll be 32 inches."
Andrea said, "Yep, 32 inches."
"Told you." BV said, "Waist will be 25 inches."
Andrea said, "No lie you knew your measurements off by heart."
"And finally 32 inches for the hips." BV said as Andrea took her measurement.
"Exactly." Andrea said looking at BV, "Good call, how did you know those?"
BV said, "Get a new dress every year, haven't changed since Christmas."
"I see, so would you happen to know your girth measurement so I don't have to..." Andrea drifted off.
"65 inches." BV said smiling at her.
"You're taller than you look kiddo."
"All torso." BV said smiling at Andrea as she got into her pajamas and flopped into bed. She fell asleep and had the most peculiar dream.
BV'S DREAM
"BV, ez zo good to zee you again!" Fleur Delacour chirped. "Look at zis gown, ezn't eit gorgeous?"
"Oh my God Fleur, it's beautiful," BV gazed reverently upon the dress.
Fleur said, "You'll look so pretty in it!" She grabbed it and pushed BV towards the dressing room.
"Wait, what? Me? You're the one getting married!" BV exclaimed.
"Me? Non, BV! I've been married for a year and half now! Our deuxiéme anniversary is in August. Tu tres amuse."
"I'm amusing!" BV exclaimed, "Wait, this isn't real! I'm not getting married! Who am I suppose to be marrying?"
Fleur smiled and threw her blond hair back, "Bien sur, 'Arry."
"Of course, Harry!" BV muttered translating the French to herself. "NON NON, Fleur. There's a mistake, I can't be marrying Harry!"
"Non, no mistake." Fleur said as the scene flickered to something else.
……………………
"We are here to acknowledege the loss of a great man, Albus Dumbledore." A man said from a podeum on the Hogwarts grounds. Behind him was the body of Albus Dumbledore lying on the table. BV's pulse quickened this couldn't be true. "A man who had nobility of spirit, he made many intellectual contributions. Albus Dumbledore also had a greatness of heart that gave so much to those around him." In the background BV could hear a phoenix song. She watched as Centaurs shot arrows over the body. Merpeople rose out of the water to sing their songs. BV was becoming afraid, and like most people. Fear will cause one to awaken.
END OF DREAM
"Oh my god!" BV gasped as she sat up and stared into the bright morning light.
"Morning to you to." Cho said as she sat braiding her hair, "What's wrong, you look like you've just had the worst dream."
"Dumbledore, dead." BV gasped as she caught her breath.
"That's impossible, who'd wanna kill Dumbledore?" Cho said lightheartedly.
"I don't know, Cho, but I sure as hell saw Dumbledore's funeral in my dream."
"Oh, BV give it up." Cho said, "Nothing is going to happen to Dumbledore anytime soon."
Andrea entered, "Then how do you explain him not showing up at meal times anymore?"
Rhonda emerged from the bathroom, "What we talking about?"
"BV had a dream that Dumbledore died." Cho explained.
Andrea gasped, "Oh god."
"Aphrodite! Seriously, it's only a dream!" Cho chided.
Rhonda said, "Yeah, but Chang some people get prophetic dreams, this very well could be BV's. What else was in there kiddo?"
"Dress shopping for a wedding gown."
"Who's wedding?" Andrea inquired.
"Mine." BV said softly.
"WHO!" Cho shrieked, "WHO ARE YOU MARRYING?"
"Dunno." BV lied she hated doing so, but mentioning Harry would only spur on the girls already conceived notion that BV and Harry were meant to be. As far as BV was concerned these dreams had no prophetic meaning to them what-so-ever. "Well ladies off to breakfast for me." BV said getting up and with a flick of her wand had looked presentable enough. She grabbed her robe and left for breakfast. She walked down a deserted hallway trying to tie her necktie. "Stupid thing." BV said holding a piece in her mouth.
"BV Reinheart, what are you doing here?" A voice said surprised. It was Draco Malfoy. He had a large book under his arm and a glare in his eye.
"Going to breakfast." She said knotting the tie off. "You?"
"None of your business!" he snapped at her.
BV smirked, "Well when you say that I have to assume you're up to no good."
"What is it to you Reinheart?" Draco said to her.
"Not to me… to Dumbledore it may matter." BV said liking the task of taunting Draco.
"Well if you must know I'm working on a nice little extra credit project for defense." Draco said to BV.
"Ah… I see… defense? Not a dark artsy kinda thing now is it?" BV said taunting him she would never dream anyone at Hogwarts would know the slightest thing about Dark arts.
"Depends how you classify it." Draco said walking away, "BV, you'll want to watch. People will learn too much about you otherwise."
"Wait! What's that suppose to mean?" BV called back.
Draco smirked, "You know dark arts, mental note." He turned and walked away leaving BV completely confused. She shook her head and decided his story was satisfactory enough to be real. She went into the great hall moments later and ate when she received a note. It was from Fleur...
Dear BV,
I hope school is going fine for you. I am writing this to invite you to spend a few weeks in Paris with me in early July. You would stay here at the flat we have here in Paris then we shall be going to Nice to visit family in July, you are more than welcome to come if you want. Hope to see you in Paris….
Fleur Delacour.
"Paris!" BV gasped she had always wanted to go there and she now had the chance! She wrote to her mother asking her permission to go to both Paris and Russia for Andrea's wedding. She went to the owlery after breakfast and sent the letter. "Soon, Fleur. I'll get an approval first." BV said as she watched the owl fly out of sight.