Chapter 25
"You have to tell me!" I screamed, I didn't care how loud I was screaming at him, I could see Dumbledore almost shrink before my confrontation. But I just didn't care anymore.
"First I am told this woman wants my soul then you keep telling me that this Dumas 'woman' wants because she wants me to be with Cedric, now she wants me because I am some reincarnated banshee called Kalista! I want a straight answer now!" I slammed my fist hard on the table. Cedric was now standing behind me; he had remained quite the whole way from the hospital wing after he failed to convince me to stay in the wing. His hand was resting on my shoulder silently telling me to relax, his touch was like bringing me back to earth.
"We don't know."
"You don't know. You should have told me that you knew nothing before you filled my head with your crap theories about why she's hunting me. That's what she's doing she's hunting me." I didn't give Dumbledore time to answer as I turned on my heel marching down the hall with my steps echoing around. Another set of steps followed me, two large hands caught me, I didn't need to look into his eyes so I let him hold me.
"They are trying."
"I know I'm just terrified, I want to know what Dumas has planned, I'd like to know what's in store for us." He held me out and forced me to meet his gaze.
"Us?" he asked. Looking at him I wonder should I tell him about the headstone.
"Never mind I'm going go to.... I'm going to go." I saw something flash in his eyes, understanding? Love?
"We all have choices in this life I chose to put my name up for champion, you however are my champion. You must have known I did this all for you." His voice was soft, almost seductive. I cradled his face in my hand. His eyes locked with mine and I had the strongest urge to kiss him, to hold him. I knew he was frightened just like me, afraid of what was coming. But as I looked at the other students I wondered if they were also just as frightened about what they were going to do with their future.
"No, don't say that. If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself. You are my best friend and I love you so much. I...... I have to go. Oliver, I'm sorry." I said dashing away to where I had arranged to meet Oliver.
"You have to tell me!" I screamed, I didn't care how loud I was screaming at him, I could see Dumbledore almost shrink before my confrontation. But I just didn't care anymore.
"First I am told this woman wants my soul then you keep telling me that this Dumas 'woman' wants because she wants me to be with Cedric, now she wants me because I am some reincarnated banshee called Kalista! I want a straight answer now!" I slammed my fist hard on the table. Cedric was now standing behind me; he had remained quite the whole way from the hospital wing after he failed to convince me to stay in the wing. His hand was resting on my shoulder silently telling me to relax, his touch was like bringing me back to earth.
"We don't know."
"You don't know. You should have told me that you knew nothing before you filled my head with your crap theories about why she's hunting me. That's what she's doing she's hunting me." I didn't give Dumbledore time to answer as I turned on my heel marching down the hall with my steps echoing around. Another set of steps followed me, two large hands caught me, I didn't need to look into his eyes so I let him hold me.
"They are trying."
"I know I'm just terrified, I want to know what Dumas has planned, I'd like to know what's in store for us." He held me out and forced me to meet his gaze.
"Us?" he asked. Looking at him I wonder should I tell him about the headstone.
"Never mind I'm going go to.... I'm going to go." I saw something flash in his eyes, understanding? Love?
"We all have choices in this life I chose to put my name up for champion, you however are my champion. You must have known I did this all for you." His voice was soft, almost seductive. I cradled his face in my hand. His eyes locked with mine and I had the strongest urge to kiss him, to hold him. I knew he was frightened just like me, afraid of what was coming. But as I looked at the other students I wondered if they were also just as frightened about what they were going to do with their future.
"No, don't say that. If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself. You are my best friend and I love you so much. I...... I have to go. Oliver, I'm sorry." I said dashing away to where I had arranged to meet Oliver.