Hello Everybody! Sorry for taking so long. My computer had a malfunction and died.
Had to get it Formatted. But I'm back now and I have a lot written down on paper. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own Shaylee, Jemma and anything that doesn't belong. However everything else belongs to J.K Rowling. Don't sue me…
Chapter 5 (Finally)
Shaylee woke up earlier then anyone else. She rolled over in her bed and onto her stomach. A tiny bit of little poked through the window. Shaylee seen a flutter of white wings pass the window; then a snowy white owl perched itself on the window ledge. Its soft amber eyes peered into the window.
She had a letter and a box attached to its leg. Shaylee pulled herself out of her warm sanctuary. She touched the cold stone floor and shivered. She walked over to the window and pulled it open. The owl flew in and then landed on her bed post. Shay closed the window and went to the owl. She pulled off the box and the letter and opened it.
Good Morning Shaylee,
I'm really sorry if Hedwig woke you up. She didn't mean to. I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogmeade tomorrow. It's okay if you don't, I understand. Don't mind if the box is moving. You'll see why when you open it. Are you coming to the Quidditch match today? It's the last one before winter. I would really like it if you came.
Harry
P.S Ron asks you can drag Jemma there too.
Shaylee smiled and turned her focus to the box. She opened the box and found a pure black kitten bundled up in a large maroon sweater that had and R on it. Shaylee took the kitten out and read the note in the box.
Hi again,
The tag that's around the kittens neck is enchanted to put an information you need. As soon you name it. I hope you like the kitten. I know it will love you.
Harry.
Shaylee smiled even more; she took the kitten and placed it on her pillow. Jemma's cat Moshi came over and sniffed fro the kitten. Shay grabbed her and put her near the small one. Moshi sniffed and then began to lick and clean the kitten in a motherly way.
"Kala. I shall call you Kala." She left the two cats and grabbed her pillow. She went to Jemma's bed and whaped her with it.
"Argh! What do you want!" Jemma yelled.
"Get up Jem." Shay called in a sing song voice.
"Why?"
"We're going to the game today." Jemma sat up straight.
"We never do."
"Well, maybe it would be nice to go."
"OR maybe you just want to see a certain Seeker?"
"Jemma! If you wanna go that way then fine. If you do go to the game it would only be to see the "Weasley King."
"Ron! I would not!"
"Yep uh huh sureee. You've been fawning over him for no reason then?"
"Is it that obvious?" Jemma whispered.
"No, not at all. It was a stab in the dark. But I did get it out of you." Shay said smiling.
"You are lucky I'm not aggressive in the morning."
"Yep." Shay grabbed all her stuff and went down to the bathrooms. She got in and let the warm water wash over her body; feeling the night time grim wash off of her.
As she got out she put her clothes on and dried her hair with her wand. It fell in soft red curls around her face. She grabbed all her stuff and started back up the stairs to her dormitory. She passed Jemma on the way down and gave her a fun little shove. Smiling she started to open the door to her room. Before she got it fully opened she heard voices on the inside. Jen and Kassie. She opened the door a little, enough to see inside. Jen had a hold on Kala who did visibly not like her already.
Shaylee took her wand and muttered a spell. Jen let out a small yelp and dropped Kala.
"What the hell?" She called.
"What happened?" Kassie asked coming over to her.
"Stupid thing shocked me." Jen looked at the cat cowering beneath her. She glared and went to kick the cat. Shaylee saw what she was going to do and with all her force slammed the door wide open.
"Don't you dare touch my cat!" Shaylee hollered, wand pointed at Jen. "I swear I'll hex you into next year." Jen gave a venomous smile.
"This is yours?" She asked. When Shaylee didn't answer she went on. "Humm, well I should have kicked it sooner. Just because it belonged to you. To think I rather actually liked the thing until it shocked me. But that was because of you wasn't it? So maybe it has a chance after all. Perhaps I'll take it and train it a bit. Make it hate you. It would be easy, and fun too." Shaylee faltered. The last thing she wanted was her cat to be like Jen.
"You know, you are nothing. I should break you down so much in this school, not even your little friend Jemma would like you anymore. You should be killed, you filthy little bitch of a mudblood." Jen hissed right in Shay's face. Shay calmly scooped Kala up and walked to the door. "Oh yea, and mudblood, stay away from my man. Harry is mine, he always will be."
"I'm not going to fight with you Jen. It's pointless and stupid." She said quietly. Shay started walking again. She could feel the tears burning in her eyes, wanting to be let go. She stopped at the bathroom and called for Jemma.
"Hey Jem?"
"Yea?"
"I'm going down to the field I'll meet you there okay?"
"What's wrong Shay?" Jemma asked hearing the dullness of Shay's voice.
"Nothing. I'll meet you down there." As she walked out Shay caught her reflection in the mirror. She never found herself to be pretty. To her she was just there. Just another person in a crowd of selfish people. She hurried out of the bathroom and went down to the Quidditch field to be with her thoughts. She took a spot high in one of the upper stands.
Why did Jen always have to put her down? Not once had she ever done anything to deserve such a treatment. Shaylee shook her head. She just didn't get it.
"A sickle for your thoughts?" A voice interrupted her thoughts.
"What?" She said looking up. She found a smiling Harry looking down on her. "Hi Harry."
"What's wrong Shay?" He said sitting down next to her.
"Nothing. I'm alright." Shay drew her cloak back a bit so she could pet Kala in her lap.
"Do you like her?" Harry asked.
"Oh yea, very much. She's perfect." Her voice was distant from her. Her mind was clearly on other things. Harry just looked at her.
"What's wrong?" He asked again.
"Nothing, I just had a chat with Jen. That's all." Harry nodded. It made sense now. She had a bit of a row with Jen. Now what Jen had said wounded Shay and clearly put a distance between them. Harry wanted to know what they said. He wanted to know what she said. It hurt Shaylee.
"What did she say?" Harry asked gently.
"Not much. Just some stuff that made me think."
"Good grief Shaylee. Jen's words can't make you think. They make you hurt. They burn into your skull. And they stick. So every insecure moment you have they pop up and make things worse. God, why do you do this to yourself? Why do you let them torment you!" Harry looked at Shaylee. He realized that he was stand almost glaring down on Shaylee. A tear had rolled down her cheek.
"I'm sorry Harry." She whispered into the fur of her cat. "I don't mean to be this way."
"Oh Shaylee. I didn't mean to snap on you. I'm just so sick of Jen and Kassie. They think they have a claim on Ron and I. Drives ya a bit."
Jemma walked up the tower to find Shaylee. When she got up there she saw Harry standing in front of Shay. Her friend looked distant and lost. She noticed the dullness of Shay's voice when she came to tell her where she was going.
"Shay. I got you some breakfast for you." Jemma called.
"I'm not really hungry Jem, but thanks anyway."
"Shay." Harry voiced Jemma's thoughts. "You have to eat."
"Not if I don't want to." Shay snapped at Harry.
"How about this. If you stay, eat and watch the game. I'll give you a ride on my broom afterwards." Shay perked up almost instantly. If it was one thing she had a weakness for it was brooms.
"But you have a firebolt right?"
"Yes." Harry said with a smile.
"Okay." Shay's smile could have lit up the stadium. For the first time in awhile she seem genuinely happy. Harry smiled. Shay jumped up and hugged him closely. Harry felt his breath catch in his throat. An electric felling pulsed through his body. Before he could snake his arms around her waist, she pulled away.
"Thank you so much Harry." She smiled. Harry nodded and flew back down to his team. Jemma sat down next to Shaylee and pushed the napkin and glass at her. Inside the napkin was two slices of toast and a chocolate chip muffin. Shaylee ate slowly and when she finished the game was about to start. Both Jemma and Shaylee felt a bit new to the game and watch it with great interest.
"O'Brien has the quaffle. He doges two Slytherin beaters and takes it to the hoops. Oh! It's a miss! Wait, Harry Potter seems to have spotted the snitch! Malfoy's hot on his trail but the Nimbus just can't compete with the Firebolt. What's this? Potter seems to be going into a sharp turn downward with Malfoy following closely behind! I think there going to crash!" The announcer said.
At the last minute Harry pulled up on his broom leaving Malfoy to pummel into the ground. Shay's eyes were wide coursing with momentary fear. She sighed heavily as she watched Harry clasp his hand around the snitch.
"Gryffindor wins!" The announcer cried.
"Oh my Gods, I hope he never does that again." Jemma laughed. Truthfully the whole time she was watching a certain other player. The team and other Gryffindor's assembled onto the field to congratulate the members of the team.
Shaylee and Jemma made there way down to the field. Many people gave them incredulous looks, but the pair ignored them.
Harry spotted a head of fiery red hair. He could see over most of the people there with his 6'4'' height. He seen her looking around and came up behind her and snaked his arms around her waist and put his chin on her head.
Shaylee spun around in his arms and then Harry hugged her closer to his body. Shaylee's face turned a crimson colour.
"Hey." Harry said looking down at her. Shay hugged the Captain of the Quidditch team tightly.
"Don't do that again." Shay whispered so only Harry could hear her.
"Do what?" Harry's face was inches away from hers. She could feel his breath on her face.
"That thing where you almost did a nose dive into the ground." Shay's bright green eyes met Harry's own. Wave's emotion coursed through his body.
"Shaylee, I didn't know you cared." Harry whispered sarcastically.
"Well I do so don't do it again." Shay said stubbornly.
Harry smiled as he edged his face closer to Shay's. Within seconds Harry's lips pressed against Shay's. Shay slowly felt her knees quiver beneath her and almost slipped out from under her. Harry pulled her body close to his own putting most of her weight on him.
Once they parted Shay's face was a rose red and she was smiling happily.
Ron and Jemma stood together watching Shaylee and Harry.
"I'm glad he found her." Ron said.
"Me too. Shay needed someone like him for a long time. He knows everything about her. He cares for her."
"I think he loves her." Jemma looked at Ron.
"Really? Did he say something?"
"No. But I've known Harry for a long time. He's never really had a girlfriend because he's never found anyone he's wanted to be with. But I think he found something in Shay that he hasn't seen in anyone else. At first he just wanted to help her. He saw her sorrow. But now, I think he wants her to love him like he loves her." Ron said. He looked at Jemma and saw a somewhat dreamy look on her face.
Shaylee looked at Harry.
"You know. I could stand here and hold you forever." Shaylee smiled gently and put her head on Harry's chest. She felt happier then she had in awhile.
Just then an owl floated down and landed on Harry's head. Shay giggled a bit and motioned for the owl to jump on her hand. It did and she took off the note attached to its leg.
It was a letter written to her.
Shaylee:
Aunt Keahi is dead. She was killed by a drunk driver. Her funeral is on December 4th. I don't know if this will make it to you on time.
Lani
Tears started to well up in her eyes. The only person she ever really had was gone. She could feel herself shaking all over. Her vision was blurring and she was starting to lose control. Her knees fell out from under her. She waited to hit the ground but found it never happened.
Harry felt her falling. He immediately brought her closer to him. With little effort he picked her up.
"She's dead." Shaylee squeaked. She was all alone now. She had no one left. First her parents and her sister and now her aunt, the only one who ever really cared about her was gone.
Harry saw the letter on the ground. He briefly read it and found what it was that gotten Shay upset. Harry pulled Shaylee closer to his body, hoping to take some pain on him.
Jemma started to go over to Shay, but Ron grabbed her around the waist.
"Jemma wait." He said.
"Lemme go." Jemma said evilly.
"No, Harry knows what he's doing. I'm sure it's something that's happened to him before.
"No. Just let me go. Shaylee needs me."
"No. She needs Harry." By that point Harry was carrying a now sobbing Shaylee back up to the Castle. She was even pretty when she cried. Harry found himself inside the castle. He went up the Gryffindor common room. As he got in there he headed up to Shaylee's room. Lucky for him most of the people were still down with the rest of the team at the pitch. He set her in her bed and laid down next to her.
Shay was vaguely aware of someone holding her. She felt more lost then she had before. Now she had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide anymore. Her tears had stopped, now she only stared emotionless into space. Harry turned her face towards his own.
"Shaylee," Harry spoke quietly. "I know it hurts. It hurt when I lost Sirius. But you have to understand. What pain and sorrow you feel now will dull. I'm not saying that it will leave completely, because if you loved that person it will never truly go away. But you need to let some of it go."
"Harry." Shaylee had found her way closer to Harry and was now resting in his arms. "I have no one anymore. I have no one that loves me."
"What! Shaylee you have a lot of people that love you, you just don't see it. Jemma loves you, like a sister. Ron and Hermione love you too. And me, I-I love you too Shaylee. But not like a sister, I love you with all my heart and soul. I will forever if it takes you that long. Shaylee I never want to lose you. It would slowly kill me if I did."
"You really mean that Harry?"
"Of course I do, why would I say it if I didn't?" Harry put his head on hers. "I will love you forever Shaylee, even if it takes you an eternity to love me back." He kissed her forehead and pulled her closer. Shaylee felt a bit better. More like a lot better.
Okie, so there's chapter 5 and chapter 6 shouldn't take to long to get up. I hope you liked it and please review!