- Super Long Chapter Incoming
~A few days after the Match...
Jamieson H. Potter's P.o.V
"Jamieson, you're awake!" Devin yelled enthusiastically, hugging me with bone-breaking force. "Ow," I smiled, hugging him back. "How're you feeling?" Hazel asked as they neared me. "Uh... In pain. A lot of pain," I joked, earning me a smile from everyone else.
"That was a very stupid move you pulled off," Ceilan sighed, "But it worked." He added, giving me a smile I thought he was incapable of.
Don't get me wrong, Ceilan is insanely hot, but he looks so serious all the time! Even when Oliver's around he has that serious face. He has smirked now and then, maybe even chuckles, but this big happy smile is a first for me.
"I haven't seen Ceilan smile like that since... Forever," Oliver grinned, extending out a hand to me. "You did great, Jamieson. This is literally the first time Gryffindor has won... Anything!" He cried. I shook his hand, "Thanks but you guys were amazing too! You guys had a huge lead early in the game," I replied, trying to move, only to feel as if my entire body is being poked by needles
"Don't move, it's the potion. You need a few more days of recovering before you could stand up," Devin frowned, holding my hand and stopping me from moving. "But I'm gonna miss so many classes..." I frowned as well. I really don't wanna miss any classes.
"Hey, we're here! We'll fill you in on the classes you missed," Rafe grinned, Devin and Hazel nodded in agreement. "But what about practice?" I asked, my frown growing.
"We'll just have to postpone practice. Everyone needs a major break after that match anyways," Oliver answered as the door opened, Professor McGonagall walking in. "How are you, Mr. Potter?" She asked, nearing us.
"Fine, thank you." I replied, smiling at her. "Congratulations on the win, Mr. Woods. Gryffindor has finally won a round, after decades," She paused before looking at Hazel. "Mr. Granger and Mr. Weasley, come with me please," She instructed before leaving the room along with the two.
Why does Professor McGonagall keep seeing them? Did they get into trouble or something?
"Well, curfew is in 20 minutes, I think we should go back to our dorms," Ceilan stated, looking at the giant clock.
"See you tomorrow Dev," I smiled at Devin, who was reluctant to let go of my hand. "Hey, what about us?" Oliver frowned, showing a mock heartbreak expression. "Right, let's go." Ceilan rolled his eyes, "Sleep tight," He smiled at me again before leaving with Oliver and Devin.
Great.
I'm in the giant, empty clock-tower-infirmary room. What could go wrong?
A thousand things could go wrong!
I could be face-to-face with Dementors and nobody would be able to help! My yell won't be loud enough for anyone to hear. Or maybe a giant basilisk would emerge from one of the pipes!
Sigh...
I thought coming here, I'd see all kinds of beautiful, magical things.
I mean, I've seen tonnes of beautiful, magical things but at the same time, I've been face-to-face with death many times. It's horrifying, and right now, it's one of those moments. I could die any seconds and nobody would know until next morning!
I look like a big, fearless wizard outside, but inside, I'm actually quite the chicken.
The loud noises of the clock filled the otherwise silent room, with the moonlight shining in, making this giant room that much creepier.
I laid there on my bed, thinking about things and not being able to sleep for various reasons. Everything was somewhat normal, until I heard voices. The sound of hissing, to be specific. I gulped, pulling my comforter higher and higher.
I tried looking around the room, which was a major mistake, because I could've sworn I saw the shadow of a huge snake in the corner of my eyes.
After letting out a very light squeal, I pulled the comforter up, all the way up till' it covered my face.
This is horrible! Sleeping under the cupboard of the stairs felt much better. Mainly because I was surrounded by walls and the room itself was small, instead of this giant open room.
I heard the wooden door creak very slowly, then it stopped. I shut my eyes tight, praying this was all a nightmare. "Are you awake?" I heard Professor Sprout's voice, slowly lowering my comforter, I see said professor, smiling warmly. "Ah, I knew the comforter was trembling," She joked as a huge wave of relief washed over me.
"Professor McGonagall instructed us to come in and watch over you by turns," She explained as she placed her bag on the small square table next to my bed. I let out a small sigh of relief, finally relaxing on my bed.
At least I won't be alone in this huge room...
"Professor Sprouts, why didn't they just place me in the Hospital Wing? Why did they put me way up here?" I asked, looking around the room. Honestly, this room looks like a makeshift hospital wing instead of a smaller version of the hospital wing.
"Not sure... Nobody told me anything, honestly. I'm just supposed to watch over you," She explained before standing up, walking over to the window which gave us a view of the outside. I saw a wooden door near said window, which actually sparked curiosity in me. What's behind said door?
Actually, it's probably better if I didn't know.
"Can't sleep, Mr. Potter?" Professor Sprouts asked, and I nodded. Even though I'm a bit more relaxed now, there are still thoughts in my head I can't get rid of.
One, why did my broom react like that? What exactly happened at the field? Two, what the heck was that earlier? I heard hissing, I saw a shadow...
"Try this," Professor Sprout said, taking out a small potion bottle labelled 'Sleeping Draught' from her bag. I took a small sip of the potion, then immediately fell asleep a few seconds later.
~About 2 hours after taking a sip of the potion...
My eyelids fluttered open slowly.
Something woke me up, though I don't know what.
I turned to my left and saw that Professor Sprout had been replaced by Professor Diablo, whose eyelids flew wide open. "Uhm... Hi?" I asked, smiling shyly at him.
He immediately raised his wand, "Whose there?!" He yelled, entering full-on defence mode, pointing his wand at a dark corner. "Lumos Solem!" He chanted, blasting a bright sphere of light at said corner. The light sphere flew towards said corner, imploded with bright light, and revealed nothing.
"Sorry if I woke you up," Professor Diablo apologized, his voice seemingly tired and sad, which was extremely out of character. He's usually confident, strict and somewhat angry in his classes. At least that's what I gather from hearing his voice.
"Professor Diablo..." I trailed off as he sat down. "What's wrong?" he asked after letting out a sigh, his voice was gentle.
Gentle!
This can't be Professor Diablo!
"What's... What's wrong...?" I asked, somewhat nervous.
"Nothing's wrong, now go back to sleep." He insisted.
There's the Professor Diablo I know, and fear.
"I... Okay," I sighed. Laying back down on my bed and staring up at the ceiling, the noise of the giant clock one floor above us once again filled the room.
"Screw this, swear to me you won't tell anyone," Professor Diablo suddenly said, glaring at me. I nodded with a gulp and watched him shut his eyes.
"I miss him," He cried.
Literally.
I watched as tears trickled down his cheeks.
"You miss...?" I asked, seeing him wipe his tears away. "Jeremiah," He told me before he continued crying.
I was able to move a bit.
I had to resist the pain.
Since he was resting his head on his palm as he cried, I was able to hug him. Otherwise he'd be too tall for me to even reach his shoulders!
I hugged him feeling his body warmth take over mine. "I... I don't know what happened, Professor Diablo, but I know how you feel," I told him, feeling my clothes get slightly wet from his tears. Somehow.
I knew exactly how it feels to lose your loved ones. I've never seen my parents. Every night I wish I knew how their touches felt, how their voices sounded like, how their faces looked like!
It bothered me at one point where I had sleepless, and tear filled nights, but I managed to grow out of it.
This Jeremiah guy has to be super important to Professor Diablo's life, otherwise he wouldn't be crying like a child!
After a few more seconds of hugging Professor Diablo, I somehow fell asleep.
~3 More hours later…
"Jamie, wake up." I heard Devin's voice calling to me as he shook me gently. "I brought breakfast," I could tell he was smiling too.
"Morning Dev," I smiled, opening my eyes and yawning.
"How're you feeling?" He asked, a big smile plastered on his face.
"Great," I replied, taking the tray of breakfast. "You brought this all the way from the great hall?" I asked, looking at the filled tray of food.
"I did get some help, but yeah." He answered, smiling as he stood up. "How was it? Sleeping in this huge empty room?" He asked curiously, looking out the window. "Eh… It was nice. At least I wasn't alone, the professors took turn to watch over me," I answered sincerely, also looking out the window, noticing the sun shining brightly.
"It's Summer, huh?" I asked, earning a nod from Devin.
"Oh, I heard something while on my way here," Devin suddenly piped up, sitting down next to me as I ate my breakfast. "I heard the reason they didn't put you in the hospital wing was because of a snake," Devin told me, lowering his voice as if someone's listening.
"A… Snake?" I asked, gulping my food. If they're trying to keep this snake away from me, then they're doing a horrible job.
Devin nodded, frowning slightly, "One of the caretakers reported hearing hissing coming from the Hospital Wing, so immediately Professor McGonagall instructed them to take you here," He added.
"Devin, c'mon. We're gonna be late!" Hazel opened the door, calling Devin. "Get well soon, Jamieson." Rafe wished me as Devin began sprinting towards them. "I'll come back later, bye, Jamie." Devin grinned closing the door and running with the other two.
And once again, I'm alone in this giant room. I can lean against the bed, but I can't really stand up.
I decided to see if there's anything for me to play within the drawer, and to my surprise, my wand was in there, along with a sticky note. 'Thank you, Jamieson.' Was written on it. I immediately recognized the handwriting, which was Professor Diablo's.
"Well, I guess this is a good time to practice my spells," I said out loud. Nobody's gonna hear me anyways.
"Wingardium Leviosa," I chanted, swishing my wand, attempting to move the pillow all the way across my bed. I sighed before chanting once again, "Wingardium Leviosa," I repeated, seeing the pillow budge slightly.
With a big grin and a deep breath, I confidently chanted "Wingardium Leviosa," I watched the pillow slowly float up, then move my way. Heck yeah, now I've two fluffy pillows!
Actually, why stop there?
Within minutes, I have 6 pillows on my bed, surrounding me with fluffy comfort. "Right, what next." I said out loud, looking around the room.
Someone knocked on the door, "Can I come in?" The voice of a female came from behind the door. "Sure," I yelled back, watching a girl with long blonde hair come in. "Luna?" I asked, tilting my head.
Now that I think about it, I rarely see Luna. I mean, sure, we're in different houses…
"What're you doing here?" I asked, watching her near me. "Oh uh, we're supposed to take turns watching over you. My first class of the day was canceled, so I was first," She explained, sitting on a chair near my bed. I nodded, "That's a lot of pillows," She chuckled, pointing at the 6 pillows around me.
I grinned, "I just love being surrounded by fluffy things," I explained, earning me a nod from her.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.
"Hey uh… Luna, since I can't really get out of bed right now, let alone go to the library, can you do a little research for me?" I asked, gaining her attention.
~1 hour later…
"Alright, my time's up. I'll see what I can find in the library, take care." She smiled before leaving my room.
And once again, I'm alone.
I tried dozing back to sleep, but I can't. Apparently I've to stay in here till tomorrow morning, otherwise my leg won't completely heal up.
The nurses managed to heal my back, and apparently my spine was almost destroyed, but my feet took a longer time to heal since I actually fell from quite a high altitude.
I'm just surprised I haven't died.
Knock knock…
Finally the 2nd person is here! I was beginning to think they're forgotten all about me after what seems like hours! Even though it's only been like, 5 minutes.
"Hello," Emerus, Ravenclaw's seeker, came into the room with a small smile. "How're you feeling?" He asked, shutting the door behind him.
"Bored," I replied with a smile as well. "I brought you some books to read… If you're into books?" He smiled before placing a small bag on the table. "Books in… there?" I asked, pointing at the small bag.
"Yep. Watch," He grinned excitedly, taking books after books out. There was a total of 25 books that he took out, "That's only a quarter," He said with that same excited grin.
"Well, I do like reading. I guess this is better than nothing," I smiled, picking up one of the books. "How'd you do that anyways? And isn't that bag heavy?" I asked, lifting a brow as I flipped open the book.
"That, my junior friend, is something you'll learn in your 3rd year. This spell makes life much easier." He smiled before picking up a book. Soon, the room was filled with silence again. Except this time, I don't mind it since I'm in a completely different world.
By the time the 3rd person came in, 2 hours had passed and I've finished 7 books. 7 books in 2 hours! And Emerus was fast asleep on one of my pillows, with the book he was reading wide open on the table. "Emerus, wake up," Ravenclaw's Quidditch Leader, whose name I've yet to learn, gently woke up his teammate.
"Oh- huh? How long was I asleep?" He asked, looking around and rubbing his eyes. "Uhm… 2 hours." I admitted, watching his cheeks burn slightly red. "Well, that's embarrassing," He admitted, putting all 25 books back into his bag before leaving the room, but not before saying goodbyes to us.
"So how are you?" Ravenclaw's Quidditch Leader asked with a charming smile. "Well, better than yesterday." I answered, smiling as I laid back down on my bed, somewhat tired. Even though I didn't do anything, I feel beat. Probably because of all of the medicines…
"Well, I didn't really bring anything for you to do… I only brought my homework so I guess more sleeping for you," He sighed, giving me that pearly-toothed prince charming smile again. Boy, he could give Ceilan, Oliver and Devin a run for their money on the hotness department!
"That's fine, I guess." I sighed, shutting my eyes and miraculously falling asleep.
"Can't sleep?" The guy asked me after about 10 minutes of me shutting my eyes and trying to count to 1000. "Uh… Yeah. How'd you know?" I asked as I opened my eyes, then squinting since my eyes had to adjust to the light.
"Your breathing pattern told me," He smiled before continuing with his homework. "You could take this if you want," He handed me a small vial of Sleeping Draught, the same exact potion Professor Sprout gave me. "It's a weaker version, the longest you'll be asleep is around 45 minutes," He explained.
"Oh and uh, I'm Demetrius Bigge, by the way." He smiled, extending a hand which I shook. Demetrius Bigge... Oh, so he's Demetrius Bigge! He's actually in the top 20 smartest students of Hogwarts.
Well, the list has mostly Ravenclaws, with a few Gryffindor and Hufflepuffs, and Slytherin.
I think he was 5th...
A firm but soft grip, an Adonis-like body, a charming smile, athletic, kind, smart... Literally the definition of Mr. Perfect right here.
Too bad he's straight.
I took a sip of the potion, which sent me straight into the world of dreams. Though this time, everything felt real. So real...
3rd Person view, Jamieson H. Potter's Dream...
Jamieson walked around the huge halls of Hogwarts, only this time, it looked different. For one, he's standing right in-front of Ravenclaw's entrance and there're no trophy showcases around.
He began walking down the hall, away from Ravenclaw's entrance, and something told him to visit the Clock Tower's Courtyard. As he walked, a group of students began approaching him, some of them had familiar faces. He was about to avoid them, until they walked right through him.
"That's weird..." He thought out loud before an idea popped into his head. He approached another group of students, then reached out to try and touch them, only for his hand to go right through.
"Awesome!" He exclaimed. Since this is all a dream in a place that looks like Hogwarts during his great grandparent's time, he planned on exploring the entire school, but a voice in his head urged him to visit the Clock Tower's Courtyard.
And so he made his way to the courtyard, taking a little bit more time since he got lost.
Well, he would've continued being lost, were it not for Harry Potter.
'Wait... that's...' He thought before immediately following said person. "Wow, my granddad is hot," he said out loud with a big grin, knowing full well that Harry wouldn't be able to hear him anyways.
"Cedric?" Harry yelled out loud once he was out in the courtyard. "Wow, this place looks identical." Jamieson commented, looking around the courtyard.
"Ssh, be quiet." Harry suddenly said, causing Jamieson's eyes to blow wide open. "Wait- what?" Jamieson asked, his jaw dropping. 'I... I'm supposed to be dreaming!' He thought, panicking a bit. "Cedric! Where are you? Stop playing games with me, you said you wanted to talk!" Harry yelled out loud, only to be met with silence.
"Hide," Harry pushed Jamieson, who was completely shocked. 'How is Harry able to touch me?!' Jamieson thought, his mind completely frazzled.
He did do what Harry said, hide. He hid behind one of the benches.
"Harry, Harry... Harry. How gullible can you possibly be?" A guy who Jamieson could only describe as hideous emerged from one of the pillars behind Harry. "Wormtail! What do you want?!" Harry yelled, whipping out his wand and entering defence mode.
"I'm here to kill you, you stupid boy," Wormtail answered. Jamieson watched as two other dark wizards emerged, following Wormtail. "How did all three of you get past the barrier?" Harry asked, pointing his wand at Wormtail. "Avada Kedavra," Wormtail chanted, causing Harry to fall flat onto the courtyard's ground, unconscious.
"You survived it once, who knows if you'll survive the second time? Just in case," Wormtail sneered, raising his wand again. "Avada K-" before Wormtail could finish, Jamieson yelled at the top of his lungs, "Expelliarmus!" and watched as a blue sphere flew right through all three of the wizards.
"No... I'm only dreaming..." Jamieson gasped, a big frown appeared on his face. He's not only dreaming, but he's also reliving what happened to his great grandparents. 'T-This is how he died...?' He thought sadly. "Edavr-" Wormtail continued, as if there was a short pause before.
Out of the blue, their wands flew away. "A!" Wormtail finished the spell, though it didn't work since his wand flew away at the last second. "What?!" Wormtail yelled just as soon as his wand lands on the floor.
"Harry!" Cedric came yelling, running into the courtyard with two other familiar faces behind him.
'Hermione, Ron and Cedric...' Jamieson thought, still hiding behind the bench. "Goodbye, Cedric," Wormtail grinned, apparating away, somehow bringing his wand with him. His henchmen, however, were too slow.
"Stupefy!" Hermione and Ron yelled in unison, knocking both of them unconscious.
"Harry, please don't die," Cedric cried, cradling the unconscious wizard in his arms. "There's so many things I've to tell you," Cedric whispered, his tone was that of a broken man's. "Move over," Hermione urged, grabbing Harry's wrist.
"What're you doing?" Ron asked, looking at the female wizard curiously. "This is how we check if someone's still alive, in the Muggle world. We look for his heartbeat," Hermione explained, putting her fingers on Harry's wrist, right above his radial artery.
"He has a pulse, but it's really weak. Get him to the Hospital Wing, Cedric. Ron and I will take care of these foul creatures," Hermione instructed.
Cedric nodded, wiping away tears on his face before standing up and running towards the Hospital Wing, with a dying Harry in his arms.
"What do we do to them?" Ron asked as Hermione chanted, "Incarcerous," summoning rope from her wand, which tied both of the unconscious dark wizards together, tightly. "We send them to Professor McGonagall," She said. "You watch over them while I look for Professor McGonagall," She instructed.
Before Ron could protest, Hermione began running towards the entrance and back into the school, leaving Ron alone with the two wizards.
"Why do I have to watch over them?" Ron asked out loud, sitting on a bench. The bench Jamieson was hiding behind, in fact.
The entire time, Jamieson had been hiding behind the bench, watching it all happen.
'Wow, I see where Hazel gets her characteristics,' Jamieson thought before moving away from the bench. "Huh?" Ron suddenly hummed, turning to the left and staring straight at Jamieson.
Jamieson gulped. Could Ron also see him?
Ron stood up and began walking towards Jamieson, before reaching out. To Jamieson's relief, Ron's hand phased right through his head. "This place is creepy, where is Hermione anyways?" Ron wondered out loud, before adding another layer of rope to bind the unconscious dark wizards.
Jamieson walked towards where the two wands laid still on the ground and crouched, examining the wands. He couldn't pick them up though, since his hand just phased right through them, but something about the wands were familiar…
'Wait, I've seen this before!' Jamieson gasped, and as soon as he did, the potion ran out.
~1st person view, Jamieson H. Potter back in the real world…
I woke up with a loud gasp, my breath uneven.
"How was your sleep?" Demetrius asked, shutting his book. "My homework done and my time is almost up, I better get going," He smiled before picking up his bag.
"Hopefully you saved him," Demetrius smirked, winking at me, which caused my cheeks to burn red. "Hey- Wait a minute, how'd you know?" I asked, furrowing my brows at Demetrius. "Magic…" He whispered before leaving my room.
And once again, leaving me alone in this big open room.
A million questions circled in my head…
One, what just happened? I mean, I'm aware of what really happened, but why? I somehow went back in time and watched how my great granddad somehow survived a second Death curse!
But… My actions… I casted Expelliarmus, and managed to save Harry Potter… But would that change the future? I mean surely messing with time has consequences…
Two, why did Demetrius wink at me?
I lay there on my bed, thinking about things until Hazel, Devin and Rafe entered my room. "Finally," I rolled my eyes, letting out a sigh. "Devin brought you lunch, I ate a few of the frieds," Rafe grinned as Devin neared me, carrying a food-filled tray.
"Is it lunch time already?" I asked, taking the tray from Devin, "Thanks," I whispered with a big smile.
I love food, have I ever said that?
"Yeah, and you've a lot to catch up with," Hazel sighed before putting her bag on the floor. "Wait a minute…" She said, eyeing the capped vial on my table. "Did you drink this?" Hazel asked, looking at me with shock.
"Uh… yeah? That's the Sleeping Draught potion, right?" I tilted my head, looking at her. "No! I mean, it looks like the Sleeping Draught potion, but it's not! It's…" Hazel frowned, looking at the vial.
"Oh! It's the Sleep Traveller's Draught!" She cried, picking up the vial again. "It's said to send the user back in time, and in a very rare situation, the user's action can affect the past and change the future. You… You didn't do anything crazy, right?" Hazel gulped, looking straight at me.
"What?! No! I mean, all I dreamt about was food. You know me and my food obsession," I lied, grinning widely before eating my breakfast.
"How… How did this get in here? I'm gonna give this to Professor McGonagall," Hazel sighed before leaving the room. "Boy she's strict. I wonder who she got it from?" Rafe wondered out loud and I chuckled.
I know exactly where she got it from.
Once Lunch was over, Hazel, Rafe and Devin once again left me alone in this room. I seriously wish I could walk, but my legs still feel powerless. I'm tired of laying on this bed all day.
After Recess, it was Emerus' turn to look after me again. "Once again my class has been cancelled, so here I am again," He grinned. "Yay, more reading," I cheered, grinning at him.
"Oh so you're only excited for my books," He frowned mockingly, pouting afterwards in an adorable way. I rolled my eyes before saying, "Of course I'm excited to see you too," I chuckled before digging into his bag. "Of course you are, who wouldn't be?" He stated proudly.
"Here we go," I said, pulling out a somewhat thick book. "Well, I've got homework to do. A lot of homework, in fact," He sighed before starting on his homework, meanwhile, I've transported myself into another world of magic.
~Approximately 2 more hours later…
Right, finally I've finished this seriously thick book. I glanced to my left and found out he's asleep, again. "Emerus, wake up." I poked his waist, causing him to jump straight up.
"Oh wha- I fell asleep again," He frowned mockingly before yawning. "Hey uh… Emerus, do you know anything about Demetrius?" I asked, once he was done yawning and stretching.
"Metri? Yeah, we're close friends. Well, I'm his only friend to be exact, but yeah. Why?" He asked, turning towards me. "You fell in love with him? That was quick. Well, I wouldn't blame you, I myself have-" before he could finish, I cut him off, "Uh no, I just wanted to ask something." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh. Wait, what? Don't tell anyone I said that," He frowned, this time, a serious frown. "Uh… Ok? I just wanted to know, is Demetrius a professional at brewing potions?" I asked curiously.
"Actually, yeah. How'd you know? He's almost as good as Professor Snape," He explained with a small smile. Actually, it kinda looks like one of those 'I'm madly in love' type of smiles, but who am I to judge? I couldn't even tell between a normal Sleeping Draught with a Sleeping Traveller's Draught.
"Alright, thanks." I laid my head on my pillow again. Why did he give me the potion though?
That thought flew out the window once my trio friends came into my room again, "I thought you guys would never arrive," Emerus grinned before packing up, "See you later, Jamieson," He said with a small smile before leaving my room.
"Right, more catching up," I sat up, waiting for them. "Yeah, actually, you've a lot of catching up to do for History of Magic," Rafe sighed with a frown, putting his bag on the floor along with Hazel and Devin.
"Aand since we don't know how to do that magic dreaming spell Mrs. Gladorsa does during her classes, you'll just have to listen as we repeat in words," Hazel stated while Devin and Rafe groaned in unison.
~2 hours later…
"Right. Well, thank you guys for helping me catch up in class today, and for the buttload of homework. Hopefully I could go back to my usual routine tomorrow," I sighed, once they were done repeating what they had learned today.
I'm quite surprised they're able to repeat all of the things they learned today within two hours!
"Right well, Hazel and I are gonna go, because Professor McGonagall asked us to see her once we were done teaching you stuff," Rafe sighed. Before I could ask them why they kept seeing Professor McGonagall, they were gone.
After about 2 minutes of silence, I suddenly felt the need to pee.
"Uhm… Dev…" I called out, my cheeks burning pure red. "I uh… I need to use the toilet," I told him, my cheeks burning pure red. "Oh… Oh uh… there's a toilet right there, L-l-let me help you," He flustered, cheeks burning red. I managed to move my left foot, but not my right.
Devin gently moved my right foot from the bed and helped me stand. "Okay, my right foot is completely useless right now," I joked, though I was making a joke, my cheeks were still red.
"I-I'll help," Devin said before crouching and putting an arm around my waist and helping me up while I placed my right arm around his shoulder. "Right, slowly now," Devin instructed as we walked slowly towards the door near the glass window.
'Oh, so that door leads to a toilet…' I thought, somewhat disappointed. I thought maybe it led to the clock above us.
"Here we go," Devin said, turning the knob on the door and opening it, helping me into the somewhat clean toilet. There were 5 stalls, 5 sinks and 2 giant mirrors, along with windows on top of the wall to the North. At least it was North where we were facing.
Devin helped me open the door before letting me go, and I realized, I literally can't stand straight without his help. "D-Devin…" I whispered in pure embarrassment, my cheeks becoming apple-red again. "C-Can you h-hold my waist?" I stuttered.
This is awkward.
"S-Sure," Devin answered, his cheeks also flaring red. I unzipped my pants, letting it fall all the way down to the floor, then pulled down my boxers, which I realized hasn't been changed for days!
Once I was done with my business, I was able to pull my boxers up, but not my pants. "Uh… D-Devin," I stuttered, "Oh," He replied, somewhat surprised.
This is awkward!
Once my pants were zipped up and done, I flushed the toilet and returned to my bed, with the help of Devin. "That was… Uh…" I trailed off once I was on my bed, both of our faces burning bright red. "Awkward," Devin finished my sentence, smiling shyly. I couldn't help but smile as well. I mean it was awkward but it was… Something.
~Night time…
I laid on my bed, awaiting the arrival of my guardian professors. To my surprise, instead of the professors, Ceilan and Oliver came in, with their own pillows, blankets and stuff.
"Professor McGonagall asked us to take over tonight," Oliver grinned before closing the door. "Can you scoot over a bit?" He asked, and I complied without asking.
I watched as he and Ceilan worked together, pushing the beds together and adjusting a few parts. Somehow they merged 3 hospital beds into one big bed. "The magic of the old hospital beds. They don't use these kind of beds in the hospital wings anymore, since Principal Salazar said it was stupid," Oliver grinned before putting his stuff on the leftmost side of the bed.
"Scoot," Ceilan commanded with his usual stern face. "I don't wanna be in the middle!" I cried, grabbing onto the metallic handle that keeps students from rolling off of the beds.
"Jamieson," Ceilan said my name in a deep, growl-like voice. I looked up and was startled, "Scoot over," He commanded again. I could've sworn his eyes were glowing red!
"F-Fine!" I gave up, scooting to the middle. I mean, this is a big dream come true, sleeping between two of your crushes but uh…
It just feels weird.
"If you can't sleep, we have a bottle of Sleeping Draught for you. Hazel told us you couldn't sleep without it, so Ceilan and I brewed a slightly stronger version." Oliver explained, grinning widely.
Best. Leader. Ever.
Though I have wondered sometimes, why is Oliver the fourth year student the co-leader of Gryffindor? Why not a 7th year student?
"G'night," Oliver smiled before tucking into his blanket, "Night," Ceilan said in a somewhat serious voice. Just like that, the question flew out of my head.
~5 hours later…
I was sleeping peacefully without the aid of the Sleeping Draught, until the hissing noise woke me up again. I glanced at the clock above the door, 11 PM…
"You heard it too?" Ceilan whispered, startling me. "You hear the voices?" Ceilan asked, looking at me. "I don't… I hear hissing," I answered, whispering as well.
"It all makes sense! Ceilan, you're not hearing ghostly voices, you're listening to a snake! But why am I hearing it now?" Oliver whispered in shock, all three of us awake now.
"Uhm, what is happening?" I asked, somewhat scared. "Ceilan can speak Parseltongue, which means he can talk to snakes," Oliver answered, scaring me even more.
"I uh… I kind of have a fear towards snakes," I gulped, pulling my comforter higher and higher.
"You won't have to worry about a thing while we're here," Oliver grinned, "Sphaera Lux," He chanted, creating an orb of light in one of the dark corners of the room. Soon, the room was well somewhat lit.
Well, lit enough so nothing could hide in corners.
I decided to take a sip of the Sleeping Draught, hopefully tomorrow I'll recover enough so I won't have to stay in this creepy room anymore.
