Voldemorte's Downfall
Chapter eleven: Confessions
Loki entered the common room in a towering temper. She flopped onto the couch and glared at the book in her lap. "Ugh! I hate homework!" Harry glanced up from his Charms essay. "Don't we all. Anything else you'd care to share with us?" Loki shrugged. "No…Oh, except Tomàs, the jerk, just tried to swap saliva with me." Harry's head jerked back up protectively. "What?" he growled. "Don't worry," Loki said. "I pushed him off. He reminds me…" She caught herself. "I mean, there's a bad vibe around him. I don't trust it." Hermione glanced up. "Yes, but you said the same thing about Sirius, remember? And you were wrong then. Maybe you're wrong now." Loki glared at her. "This is different! There is really something almost…evil about him." Harry went back to his homework. "Well, for now, just forget it." Loki nodded as Tomàs entered the common room. He walked over to Loki, taking her hand and kneeling. "I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I propose a fresh start. Let's just put that little mess behind us." Loki chewed on her bottom lip. "I don't think that's such a good idea." "Why not?" Tomàs asked. "It is possible…" Loki nodded. "But not highly probable." Tomàs stood. "Fine," he said coolly. "Whatever." He went upstairs, and Loki shivered. "How am I the only one getting bad vibes from him?" Hermione smiled sympathetically. "Actually, I have the same feeling around him that I used to get around you, Loki." Loki turned crimson. "I, um…I have no idea what you're talking about," she sputtered. Hermione frowned. "You know, that weird, almost evil vibe." Harry nodded. "Actually, now that I think about it, I remember that same feeling. What was up with that?" Loki turned away. "I seriously have no idea what you're talking about," she growled. Ron raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, you do." Loki sighed. "You guys have to promise not to freak out on me." They all nodded. "Okay, well, you all know I was basically an orphan before we met Sirius." Again, nods. "Well, remember in fifth year, I was telling you guys about the man who raised me?" More nods. "Well, he was-is- a Death Eater." Harry's jaw dropped. "You're kidding! Tell me you're kidding!" Loki looked at him. "Do I look like I'm kidding?" She sighed. "This is exactly why I didn't want to tell you! I knew you'd freak out on me!" She started up the stairs when an owl flew to her. She snatched the letter and opened it. "That's not Lupin's handwriting…" She paled. "Oh, my…" Suddenly, she collapsed. Harry rushed over, grabbing the letter. "What the..?" He read it and he too paled. "Oh. My. God." "What? Ron asked. Harry glanced up. "It's from Sirius. He's alive!"
