I walked stony faced down corridor towards Dumbledore's office. Well what do you know, I thought life was so confusing, now this.. Jakki was crying next to me, what do you know, her sister was killed aswell. Both in the order. Coincidence? I think not.
I just couldn't cry, walking slowly down, knowing the alliances of the families here, knowing some people's families were responsible for the death of my parents and Jakki's sister Layren. I didn't want to face Dumbledore you know? I just couldn't..
'So, that bomb went off this morning, cause father didn't do it, still being in jail and all, but marvellous idea, to kill off the muggles.'
Draco is such an insensitive jerk. Really he is. Walking past him I did not show eye contact, Jakki was blubbering.
'You girls crying about the bomb? What's to cry about.' Draco said.
'Just.. ignore.. him.. Jakki..' I said not looking at him.
'In my opinion the bomb was the best thing they have done.'
'Well I don't like the bomb, killed more pure blood families than muggles.'
'Ohwell, those who don't dwell for power dwell only for death.'
I looked away sharply from him.
'Jakki I think we better go, hey.'
She was sniffling really bad, surprised I wasn't doing the same, I just couldn't show they got to me..
'Wait aren't we going to chat about it?' Draco said smirking – he had no clue.
'Consider this...' Jakki said turning around poking her wand under his jaw, me holding her back.
'Lose... someone... did.... We' Draco said through gritted teeth.
'Jakki leave him, he's not worth it.' I said pulling her away, and she continued walking, sobbing down the corridor.
'What's up with her? Lose someone?' He said
'Yes, as did I.' I said not so calmly, turning around and starting to walk away.
'Well probably good for nothings anyway.'
I swung around, and punched him fair in the nose.
'If it is so fucking good, and its you people who did it, then you are fucking to blame! I HATE YOU!'
I ran down the corridor as Draco was wiping his nose, his mouth open.
He was calling to me, I didn't care, thank god I was getting out of here.
I met Jakki near the statue and Dumbledore was waiting. I knew who was responsible, I knew what the deal was. He couldn't tell me anything I didn't already know.
'Christa, your parents were killed in the bombing, they died shortly after brought to Saint Mungo's. No one knows as of yet who is responsible.'
'Death Eaters. Voldemort. Wanting to kill muggles.'
'How do you know so much.'
'When you share a common room full of DE families, you learn these things. Oh and Professor.. If Draco Malfoy comes in complaining of a broken nose, he is lying and I didn't hit him.' I said, yes I sounded guilty but I wanted Dumbledore to get a clue as to who told me so much, and he's a cluey man, he'll figure.
Jakki didn't come back with me, her and Layren were very close, I mean as close as sisters could get.. I would have to walk the battlefield alone..
I walked to my dorm and laid on my bed. It was dark in there from being under the lake, but fish and the giant squid swam past every so often. Tears stained my face while looking out the window.
I heard a knock on the door and someone entered. They sat on my bed and rubbed my back. I couldn't bear to look at anyone. They laid next to me and held their arms around me, the hands were masculine. They kissed my neck, (Come on you guys have to know who it is now..) and just laid still next to me.
I looked over my shoulder to find a rather bruised up Draco. I sure hit him good. I rolled over and hugged him tight and started to cry. I dug my head into his robes under his chin and he comforted me. It was chilly, I was getting cold so we pulled up a rug on top of us. We weren't naked or anything, just cold. I feel asleep after a while, expecting Draco to be gone in the morning... I was wrong.
