Remus and I talked until class hour. He's a very smart and kind person and helped me get through the news a little. Weirdly enough, putting things down with another person makes everything seem more real, especially with someone that also has a secret. He told me that the boys just found out about it and that they don't care, he almost cried and I realized how hard it must have been for him. It's weird how he's older than me but I kinda feel like I have to protect him somehow, might be because he's laying in a hospital bed, scars covering his body. I won't let anyone talk bad about him in front of me or I'll hex them into the next century, unless it's Severus, he kinda has a good excuse. Bad thing is, I'm extremely tired. Like I actually had to swallow an entire jug of coffee to stay awake. One might think it's a bit extreme, but I'm just terrified honestly.
"Hey! Gi are you listening to me?" An exasperated Regulus is snapping his fingers at my face.
"I swear if you snap those fingers one more time, it will be the last thing you do with them." He swallows a little, sensing that I'm not jocking.
"What's wrong with you anyway? You look dreadful." All this pureblood education and no one could teach tact to this boy.
"I'm on my period, which means that there's blood comming out of me, do you want-"
"Merlin Gi! I don't want to know about that, it's gross!" He looks disgusted, but I'm not done with him, I still have some repressed anger that I need to get out on someone.
"It's not gross, it's nature. Why don't you ask good old Walburga about it? I wonder if there's something that still works in here after that gigantic head of yours passed through her-"
"Don't. I will pay you not to say this word. And stop talking about my mother like that, it's just..wrong." He's properly livid right now. Alright I think I'm done here! Next is Severus, I think he's having a nice day, not for long now.
"Can I cut your hair? It's a bit long down your ears." Trying to attenuate the fact he looks like a damn elf crossed with Dumbledore.
"Violet likes it, and no one else told me it was ugly." Someone choke me to death please.
"Violet also likes liquorice wands. And what can I do if no one else dares to irritate the slytherin prince." Yes, I've heard some first years call him that. "Besides it makes you look like your brother, I mean don't get me wrong he's cute, but I don't know. It's not the same." Why did I have to say that? Is there anyone that can shut me up?
"Oh so you think Sirius is cute? Why am I even asking, it's obvious." If he keeps lookig this upset I'm going to cry. I feel really bad now, why can't I just stop talking sometimes?
"Honestly I kind of think he looks like a girl. I don't know if it's the hair or his lips but there's just something really feminine about him." He's prettier than most of the girls in both our years. And that's a fact.
"Hold on we have the same mouth!" Oh yeah, that's another thing.
"Don't worry I like it on you." I say with a wink, which makes he turn a shade of red that you can probably find in the gryffindor common room.
"You know it makes me embarassed when you mention the kiss episode." The blush is brighter than ever and I giggle a little.
"By the way, you can kiss me as a friend anytime!" Wilkes passes quickly behind us, before Reg shots him a dark look.
"Pervert. Have you seen the way he looks at Zabini's sister, he's almost as creepy as Rosier. Actually scratch that, he's probably worse than him." They both give me chills. I think he's starting to get a taste in gossiping, it's almost bringing a tear to my eye.
"Do you know that last time he asked me to take a picture of her while she was sleeping?" I don't even understand why I'm friends with him sometimes to be honest. Reg shivers and mutters some kind of obscenity.
"Speaking of my brother, do you know Abigail Weaver? The fifth year chaser in gryffindor? Apparently she wrote him a love letter. The thing is, he's trying to date Matilda Garnett, so he turned Weaver down in front of the whole common room. Poor girl cried her eyes out the whole night."
"Ouch, that hurts. I don't think I would have ever gotten out of my room though." If anyone told me that I'd be gossiping with Regulus Black in that wand shop, I wouldn't have believed it. The bell rings and we both head to dinner with Nini, Willy and Rosier. Don't ask me why the last one is here, even if he's not that bad when he actually manages to talk. A bit Severus style if you ask me. As we go down the stairs my head turns and I have to support myself on Regulus not to fall.
"Gigi are you sure you're okay? I know you went at the hospital wing this morning but maybe you should go back?" Nini eyes me suspiciously, from what I guess. My sight is so blurry I could have Dumbledore naked in front of me and don't even see it. I shake my head and we keep our way to the great hall.
I seat next to Severus, as always, and he pours pumpkin juice in my cup.
"You look horrible" He's just so delicate. "Drink, maybe sugar will do something for your face."
"It's nice to see you too Severus, oh yes my day was good thank's for asking. How was yours?" I drink from the cup and turn my gaze to the red and gold table where I can see Remus waving at me. Thankfully no one at my table notices it, even if I can see Black senior urging the poor boy with questions.
"It was good, Potter knocked his enormous head against the door, what can someone ask for more in life?" He's now eating happily, a smile playing on his lips. People always say slytherins are eternal unsatisfied but the truth is, we don't need much to be happy. Take Severus for example, he only needs a bang against the door. Willy, just has to see Maggy Zabini walking down the hall and gets all excited. I just have to think about Pretty Gamp with her beautiful freckles on and I'm immediatly more cheerful. But right now I just need some courage because if I don't sleep I will throw myself of the astronomy tower.
"Goodnight Gigi, and remember to ask MacGonagall about my essay please, I can't believe Filch gave me detention for being a minute late after bed hours."
"Yeah don't worry, I will. How much detention do you still have?"
"Tomorrow and the day after, ugh."
"Shit, well goodnight Nini. Dream about Filch helping you out in detention." I can almost see the disgusted look on her face.
"Shut up."
With that we both turn around and I can't even think before the previous night hits me and I fall straight asleep. Thing is, I'm not sleeping, I can feel cold stone under my short pajama shorts. I'm wide awake, any feeling of tiredness gone. I'm in the hall leading to the slytherin common room when I hear footsteps coming towards me.
"What are you doing here? Why are you dressed like that?" A dark haired boy around my age is staring at me, black eyes drilling into my skull. He pulls his enlightened wand under my nose which blinds me for a second, I try to push it away, but my hand just pasts through it, like thin air. Oh shit. Well how can I die then?
"I know you're not a Hogwart ghost. At least, I've never heard of a ghost that resembles a twelve year old girl with terrible hair and pink pajamas with pigs on them." Okay, excuse me smartass.
"Well, I'm more like a night spirit I guess." I have no imagination. "I'm not from here, just travelling a little." I laugh it off a little but he doesn't seem to find it funny and gives me a haughty look. "And who are you? I'm a spirit you owe me respect!" I try to use the little dignity I have left and eye him suspicously, as if he's the one that's not where he should be.
"I'm Tom Riddle. Did you die around here? I guess it could have been in the forest or hogsmeade." He's handing me excuses now, how charming.
"I don't remember to be honest. I recall falling asleep, but that's it." Years of not being able to lie help you dodge the truth easily. "You're a Slytherin? That's nice. The best house if you ask me."
"Yes I am, I see you are familiar with Hogwarts." He's odd to be honest, it's like his forcing himself to be polite.
"Enough talking about me, it's not like there's nothing exciting to say. You on the other hand, you have something, I can feel it." I hope it's a massive ego that will make him talk about himself and get off my back.
"Indeed, I suppose I can tell you. It's not like you're going to tell anyone." Hey! I could! "You think house slytherin is the best one? Well I am it's heir." We're now walking down the dark hall but I can still see the prideful look on his face. He's right to be, the heir of slytherin, how cool is that honestly?
"That's impressive to be honest, but how do you know that?" Before he can answer, I feel myself going out of air and my whole body shake. The last thing I see is Tom Riddle's curious look. I wake up in my dorm, sweating. I quickly look at the clock, but it's only ten minutes after I went to bed. The tiredness of the lasts events comes back and I fall back into a dreamless sleep.
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