Chapter 4: questions asked and answered

Yeah, I know I haven't updated in a while. I am getting out of the writing a bit, and my life is very busy. I haven't given it up, but I don't write much of this story very often. I haven't had much instive, either: not many reviews. here's your chapter.

The next few days of school were very busy. But they were learning heaps, at least: with the amount of homework and how hard some of the teachers were working them, they would have to be stupid not to be learning anything. Snow and Padma were both excited about everything they'd learnt. Harry seemed to be excited about it, too. Snow wasn't sure about Luna and Draco, but she would assume they would be a little bit excited. Hearing what Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were like, Snow wouldn't put it past them to be complaining and groaning about it: all in their common rooms where the teachers wouldn't hear.

However, they had been so busy that Snow had forgotten about the letter she received! After doing some homework with Padma and Hermione, and Luna to start with, Snow returned to her dormitory to read the letter. It was from Toriel, Asgore and everyone else.

They were interested to hear all about what had been happening, and they said Frisk and Asriel had sent a letter each, much to Snow's relief. She then wrote a letter back: she apologised for the tidiness of the letter, then she told them about what had been happening.

Then Snow got brave again and asked about what happened with Frisk and Asriel, and details on it. Snow hated being in the dark, and as people did talk, they had asked her about the incident, but she had no idea. She had asked her parents before, they gave her a 'cold shoulder,' she asked her siblings, and they had the same reaction. Papyrus had no idea, Sans changed the subject, and no one else she had asked knew, or so they said.

Snow didn't know if she'd get an answer, as every other time she'd asked, she had gotten a cold shoulder, or not mentioned at all. Snow sighed as she sealed the letter; she hoped she got a response. Then she sent the letter off with Beatrix, after tying it to her leg.

Snow went to find Padma, (after sending the letter off,) but she met Harry instead. "Harry, how are you?" Snow asked with a smile.

"Hi, Snow. Listen, can I ask you a question?" Harry asked, leading Snow to a rather abandoned corridor. It was dusty and filled with cobwebs, suggesting people didn't use it often.

"Yes?" Snow asked curiously.

"What happened between Frisk and Asriel? Everyone talks about it, but no one knows what happened. I tried asking Frisk about it, but she started randomly talking about the weather instead, Asriel much the same," Harry asked. He wanted to know, and Snow was his best bet.

"I am as much in the dark as you, Harry. I've asked heaps of times, but I got the cold shoulder every single time. To be honest, I really resent it," Snow said, admitting.

"I understand," Harry said, turning to Snow.

"I have asked again. I'll tell you if I can an answer," Snow said, as they walked on.

"Thanks. I hope you do," Harry said.

"Umm, Harry,"
"Yeah?"
"Are we in the forbidden corridor?" Snow asked, looking around worriedly. It had only just occurred to her how forbidden it looked.

"Yes, I think we are," Harry said, also getting worried. They heard footsteps.
"Come on, let's get out of here before someone comes," Snow said, grabbing Harry's arm, and dragging him out of the corridor, keeping to the shadows.

"Yeah, good idea," Harry said, looking down the corridor as Snow dragged him out. They managed to get past Filch without being noticed: only due to the lack of Mrs Norris, though.

Once they were safely away, they both breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "That was close," Harry sighed.

"I'll say," Snow agreed.

"Let's go and find the others and forget we were ever here," Harry said.

"Good idea. Where would they be?" Snow asked.

"Library," was the first thing Harry said. However, he then looked at his watch and said, "Oh, it's lunchtime."
"So Great Hall: unless they want to starve, of course," Snow guessed.

"Yes, true." Harry let out a small chuckle. "We can all sit with you at the Ravenclaw table; I asked Luke this morning, and he said we could sit at other tables unless it was a special feast," Harry said as they walked down to the Great Hall. Then he said, "I like your clothes, by the way, Snow: very pretty."
"Thank you, Harry: but flirting is a bit unlike you, especially when you wouldn't tell us your home life. But thank you, Harry," Snow said laughing. Being the weekend, they could wear whatever they wanted; and Snow was wearing a flowery top and light blue cardigan and skirt. Harry wore some of his awful oversized clothes from his cousin. Snow decided to send a letter home asking if Harry could stay over with them over Christmas. If Toriel and Asgore said yes, she would take Harry clothes shopping.

"Well, Hogwarts has done me good," Harry admitted. He sighed: Snow really wanted

"You're not the only one," Snow nodded as they entered the Entrance Hall.

"Snow! Harry!" called Padma from the Ravenclaw table, standing up and waving. Padma was wearing various garments of lime green.

"There they are," Snow said pointing.

They went over to Padma. They soon saw Frisk, Fay, Hermione, Luna, Draco, Susan, Neville and Asriel were with her. When they reached the Ravenclaw table, Snow sat next to Padma and Harry sat next to Draco.

"Where did you disappear off to?" Padma asked.

"Harry wanted to ask something," Snow quickly said as Draco went to open his mouth.

"Oh. How was your morning?" Susan asked as Snow and Harry served up their lunch.

"Good. Got some homework done," Snow said.

"We all got some homework done," Asriel added, sounding carefree.

"Which is good. What's for the afternoon?" Hermione asked.

"Maybe spend some time outside? Before it gets too cold," Snow suggested.

"Good idea, Snow; and before we can get infested by Nargles, too: like that poor Professor Quirrell," Luna said.

"What are Nargles?" Harry asked, interested.

"Oh, their little bug-like, green and brown things that affect the brain; and they target people who spend too much time in the shade, or are not open thinkers. They make people get confused and act odd," Luna said with her eyes sparkling. Luna was wearing a yellow sundress, oddly enough.

"Much like Professor Quirrell," Snow said dryly.

"Yes, much like him," Luna agreed.

After lunch, the lot of them went out to spent time outside, like discussed. Frisk seemed a bit down, but she always seemed that way. Snow made a note to corner Frisk and ask what was the matter, as she seemed more down than normal this afternoon.

It was quite busy outside in the castle grounds, as everyone knew it being autumn, the warm, sunny days would soon be replaced by cold, snowy ones: so, they wanted to enjoy the sun while they still could.

After pottering around for a while, they decided to sit down next to the Black Lake, and then they talked. Luna had a loaf of old bread, which she was throwing into the water, and feeding fish, then ducks when they found out about the bread.

"So, what is everyone's favourite class?" Harry asked.

"Can we have two?" Susan asked hopefully.
"Of course, Susan! What are yours?" Harry asked Susan.

"Astronomy and Defence. I have always enjoyed reading Defence books, and I think it would be a great class with someone a bit more competent teaching it: aunty always said it was one of her favourites. Then stargazing has always been a hobby of mine and the possibilities of space are endless," Susan said.

"I can see your point. Hey! If we could find some older year students, we could set up a Defence club! What does everyone say?" Harry asked.

"Good idea! We can all ask around in our houses, and that would get the word out!" Draco said excitedly.

"Yes! But who's going to approach the teachers for permission?" Susan asked, wondering.

"Leave that to me! I know just the teacher to approach!" Draco said boldly.

"Who? Professor Snape?" Luna asked, sounding amused.

"I can't imagine Professor Snape giving the Queen permission to set up a club," Fay said.

"Yes, he's normally like that! But I happen to know Professor Snape rather well," Draco said, boasting.

"Okay, thank you, Draco. Can you tell us your favourite class, and stop boasting?" Snow said, groaning into her hand.

"Humph, Snowdonna," Draco said. Then he ducked as Snow threw her shoe at him.

"Just get on with it!" Snow grumbled as she got up to get her shoe.

"Oh, alright. Umm, Potions and Flying," Draco said, glaring at Snow.

"At least they didn't end up arguing," Asriel muttered to Neville.

"That happens a lot, does it?" Neville whispered back.

"Yes; they share a love-hate relationship," Asriel said.

"What about you, Asriel? What are your favourite classes?" Draco asked, interrupting Asriel and Neville's conversation.

"Yes, okay. Potions and Herbology: I like gardening and cooking, and they're both similar to cooking and gardening," Asriel said, nodding. Then he nudged Neville and asked, "What about you, Nev?"
"Oh! Um!" Neville said, looking like he had been caught off guard. "Ahh, Herbology and Astronomy? They're the best subjects for me because I can't do any magic really," Neville said, looking down.

"That is not true! I saw you get your feather off the table at the last Charms class, Neville!" Susan said, putting her hands on her hips. Then she added, "Tell that awful grandmother of yours that you need your own wand, too: talk to Professor Flitwick or Professor Sprout about it."

"My, Neville; you've been sprung," Harry said, amused.

"Yes. Alright, I will try," Neville nodded slowly.

"Anyway! My favourites are Potions and Charms. I was really looking forward to transfiguration, but now I know I'm not that good at it it's gone down my list," Snow said, sighing sadly.

"Oh? I'm sorry, Snow," Frisk said, looking like she felt awful.

"it's not your fault: why are you apologising? And what are your favourites?" Snow asked Frisk, feeling embarrassed about being over dramatic and people actually falling for it.

"Oh! Charms and Herbology. I'm looking forward to going home and helping dad plant magical plants!" Frisk said, getting quite excited.

"I really like Charms and Transfiguration," Hermione said, thinking about how much Transfiguration made sense and how fun Charms was.

"My favourites are Astronomy and Potions. I never knew how much fun looking at stars was until I came here," Padma said smiling softly.

"We all learn something new," Snow stated.

"That is kind of the point; it is school," Draco pointed out.

"Oh, shut up, Draco!" Snow said angrily.

"Fay, what are your favourites?" Hermione asked quickly.

"Oh! Umm, Flying and Defence. I think what Susan said about Defence is very true," Fay said, speaking very quickly.

"My favourites are Charms and Herbology," Luna said, sounding as if she had just tunned back into the conversation after tuning out.
"I never would have guessed Herbology," Hermione commented.

"People are not books, Hermione: they don't usually do what you think they will," Luna said dreamily.

"True, I suppose," Hermione agreed.

"Will someone skim stones with me? I haven't done it since my mum died," Luna asked hopefully.

When everyone else had shaken their heads and said no, Snow said, "I'll come."
"Okay, Snow! This way!" Luna said, skipping along. She and Snow walked to where there were some stones.

Snow hadn't skimmed stones before, so Luna had to show her how to do it: but when she knew how, Snow was very good at it. Not as good as Luna, but very good for a first timer.
"Well done, Snow; your very good for someone who never has skimmed stones," Luna said when they were walking back to the others.

"Yeah, I surprised myself," Snow said, sounding slightly shocked.

"How was the stone skimming?" Draco asked, sounding disgusted when he said 'stone skimming.'

"It went very well, but weren't you watching?" Luna asked.

"Yeah, I could have sworn I saw you watching!" Snow said, agreeing with Luna.

"I don't watch muggle sports!" Draco said indignantly.

"Yes, you do! You told us you really like cricket!" Snow shot back.

"I did not!"
"Did too!"
"I didn't, did I, Asriel?" Draco asked, hoping for back up.

"Umm, yes you did, Draco," Asriel said, being honest. Some loyal friend.

"Ugh!" Draco groaned.

"How about we go to dinner?" Frisk suggested before Snow and Draco could argue anymore.

"Good idea!" Harry said, seeing what Frisk was doing.

Everyone got up, and then they walked to the Great Hall for dinner. When they arrived, there was a bit of confusion over where they would sit; in the end, Hermione took charge and said the Gryffindor table. Draco looked unimpressed about the idea of it, but since he didn't decide anything, he kept his mouth shut.

The Gryffindors looked a bit unhappy about Slytherins sitting at their table, or more particularly, Draco sitting with them. But after Percy Weasley glared at them all, none of the Gryffindors said anything.

Snow didn't hear back from Toriel about what happened with Asriel and Frisk until exactly a week later. It had been so long, Snow had given up on getting a reply about what happened: thinking it was the same all the other times. The reply was with if Harry could join them over Christmas or not hadn't come, either, which was a little strange, in her opinion.

Snow did not end up cornering Frisk, as she seemed to cheer up a lot, and after talking with Asriel they decided Frisk was just feeling under the weather.

When she finally did get a letter, the letter Snow received was quite long, so she had to wait until she had quite a bit of time before reading it. After glancing to make sure no one was looking over her shoulder, Snow eagerly read the letter:

"Dear, Snow,

Yes, Harry can stay for the Christmas holidays. IF! he wants to. Don't say he wants to come without asking first, though! He sounds like a really nice boy, anyway. He sounds like a good friend to you.

I suppose it is time you knew about what happened with Frisk and Asriel. What happened was not very nice and really dark, which is why we don't talk about it. You know the very minimal of what happened that day, but what happened with Frisk and Asriel was, Asriel was turning back to Flowey but Frisk didn't want that to happen. She tried everything she could to stop it happening, but nothing worked. However, being so determined to get it right, she managed to go back in time: never happened before without some kind of spell or device, apparently.

This meant Frisk could do it again, and she was ready to do it. She was determined to get it right, that was for sure. So right when it came to the moment Asriel was turning back again, she split a bit of her soul off to save him. We are not sure what exactly happened, but we know she gave a piece of her soul to him, which was enough to stop him from becoming Flowey again.

Professor Dumbledore is helping us work out what exactly happened. At the moment, he reckons it's something to do with Horcruxes. He thinks if we can find enough books and stuff on it, we can summon Asriel's soul from the afterlife, and he will have a complete soul again! Then we can return Frisk's to her other part.

If you or your friends find any books on bringing back the dead, can you remember the title and please let Asgore and I know, Snow? It would be really helpful. You don't have to go looking, but if you come across anything, please let me know. Just don't try anything, because it's illegal, especially for minors, and we don't want you to ruin your lives.

So, how are things going between your friends at the moment? They all sound like such wonderful people. And I'm glad to hear you are calling Draco a friend now, rather than your mortal enemy. I know he and Blaise used to annoy you, but you have to live and forgive!

Anyway, it's only a few more weeks until the Christmas break! You'll have to tell us all about everyone and everything you've learnt while you were away.

Love, Toriel and Asgore.'

"Yes, finally," Snow whispered when she finished reading the letter. She then charged out of her dormitory to go and find Harry, since he asked.

Snow checked the library first; that was a good choice: he was there, along with a few other Slytherins in his year. Snow recognised one to be Blaise. Snow, not wanting to be caught up in their conversation, walked quite close before calling out to Harry.

"Harry!" Snow called.

Harry turned around to see Snow. "Ah, Snow! Come and meet everyone," Harry said, gesturing for her to come over.

"Okay," Snow sighed. She didn't really want to!
"So, you know Blaise; this is Theodore Knott, this is Tracy Davis, and this is Daphne Greengrass: you guys, this is Snow Dreamurr," Harry said.

"Hi," was all Snow said to them.

"Hi, Snow! Nice to meet you!" Tracy said. She had a lot of energy!
"Hello, it's nice to meet you, Snow," Daphne said, nodding politely.

"Hello," Theodore said shyly.

"Hi! Haven't seen you in ages!" said Blaise with a huge grin.

"Can I burrow Harry?" Snow asked.

"Sure, just don't keep him," Blaise said.

"Sorry, and thanks. Come on, Harry," Snow said.

"Okay. See you guys shortly," Harry said, following Snow out of the library.

"Becoming the social butterfly eh, Harry?" Snow commented as they left.

"Uh, yes. What's this about?" Harry asked.

"I got a reply. What happened, is in this letter. And would you like to spend Christmas with us?" Snow asked, handing Harry the letter.

"Sure! I'd love to!" Harry said, taking the letter. It sounded better than staying here, considering all his friends were leaving!
After reading it, he said, "I see; thanks, Snow. It's very mysterious, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is. I would be interested in reading up on raising the dead, how about you? I know she said to not go looking and not to do it, but it sounds cool," Snow asked.

"Yeah, sounds good," Harry nodded. Then he added, "We are well-behaved students, a little mischief can't hurt."

"Ask Draco and Luna, too. I'll ask Padma, but I don't think anyone else would be interested," Snow said.
"Yes, I have to agree with that," Harry nodded.

"Okay. See you at lunch?" Snow asked.

"Uh huh," Harry said. Then he went back into the library and Snow skipped back to the Ravenclaw tower.

When she got back to the common room, she went upstairs and into the dormitory to write back to Toriel. She thanked her, she said Harry was coming for the holidays, then she said how everyone was going. When Snow had written that and read over it, she sent Beatrix off with the letter. Right at that moment, Padma came in.

"Are you coming to lunch?" Padma asked.

"Yeah, coming," Snow said, getting up from the chair she had been seated at. In each dormitory, there was a chair and writing desk.

"What were you doing?" Padma asked as they began to walk down to the Great Hall.

"Sending a letter to Toriel. Say, would you be interested in reading up on how to raise the dead with Harry and I?" Snow asked.

"Maybe: I'll think about it," Padma said.

"Okay! Don't take too long though!" Snow replied with a mischievous grin. Then she handed Padma the letter with what happened to Frisk and Asriel on it and said, "Read!"
"Okay," Padma agreed, looking at Snow confusedly.

After reading it and handing it back to Snow, Padma said, "Poor devils, but I am glad I know, now."
"So am I," Snow nodded, noting that Padma looked very shocked.

They walked the rest of the way in silence, mostly due to the fact Padma did not look ready for talking. When they got to the Great Hall, they all sat at the Hufflepuff table.

I tried to develop Harry and Snow's relationship a bit, for the future pairing. Do you want me to have them ressurect Chara? or someone else would be good, add a bit of spice to it, and have them trying to work out how they are going to explain it. hahhaha!

I will try and update everything's turning to white, because I really love writing that story. What do you think of the chapter? Apart from the one on one time with Harry and Snow, I focused on the entire groups friendship with each other. And more importantly, does this chapter answer any questions you guys had?

Right, I can't think of anything else, so I will say goodnight.