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Chapter 15

As turns out, five o'clock at the Quidditch Pitch came faster than I thought it would.

When I come, May is already there waiting for me. The sun is starting to set and it looks so beautiful. "Isn't it pretty?" I ask her.

She looks over her shoulder to see me. "Scott." She turns back to the sunset. "Yes, it's quite lovely."

"In America, I used to watch the sunset every day. Something about the sunset makes it it even more beautiful here. It's either me just hallucinating or your beauty is reflecting on the sunset."

I walk closer to her. She's blushing. "I always thought that my mother was the prettiest person I knew," I tell her, "but looking at you right now, I realized that I was wrong."

I was seriously saying something. My mother is beautiful. That's who my sister's looks come from. I look more like my father, who's good-looking, but not super hot. Whatever.

She smiles. "Thank you."

I smile back. "Just don't tell my mother."

She laughs. "Don't worry. So what did you want to tell me?"

"Remember our little talk from a few days ago?"

She blushes. "Yeah. About the ball? That was awkward."

"No it wasn't. I was so stupid. I was busy telling you that I had no clue who to ask when she was standing right in front of me. How was I so oblivious?"

"I-I," she starts. "Are you. . .?"

"Yes, I'm asking you to be my date to the ball, May."

She looks up at me and whatever light was still left in the sky shine into her eyes. "I like you, Scott."

"I love you, May."

She blushes and smiles. "I think I do too. I want to go with you to the ball but. . ."

My smile fades. "But what?"

"But someone already asked me to the ball," she blurts out. "I tried to get you to ask me a few days ago. When you acted like you didn't care, I thought that you didn't like me the way I liked you and I didn't think that you'd ask me. Someone asked me out yesterday and I said yes."

"Who?" I ask.

She winces. "Sirius."

I bite my lip and nod. Of course it was Sirius. They kissed on the train.

"Don't get mad at him. He didn't know."

I blink. "I know." I nod again. "See you around, Woodbridge." I stuff my hands in my pockets and walk away.

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Mary runs up to me as I enter the Common Room. "How was it?!"

I walk past her.

"Scott?" she asks. She runs up to me. "What's with you? Did she. . .?"

"She already had a date," I blurt.

Mary blinks. "Oh, Scott. . ."

"I'm fine," I say. My voice is cracking.

Mary nods. "I'll leave you alone."

I run up to my dorm. Nobody's there. I fall onto my bed. My stomach lands on something harder. I get up to find a book there.

Truth and Lies.

I pick it up and flip it open to a random page. It is unclear how a Hope would turn a truth into lies or vice versa, but doing it does not involve wands or potions.

Then how?

The door opens and Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter come in. Kevin isn't with them. I wonder where he is.

"Scott, would you quit starring?" Sirius groans. "I know I'm handsome, but it's creepy."

I shake my head into focus. "Sorry. . ." I fall onto my pillow. I feel tears coming out of my eyes. Wait. Tears?! Why am I crying?! Stop it! I tell myself. Scott, you're fourteen now. You can't cry.

But I already am. Even though my head's in my pillow, I'm still crying in front of Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter. And they noticed.

"Scott, is everything okay?" Remus asks.

"No!" I scream into my pillow.

Something was wrong. I felt it.

I close my eyes and a memory flashes into my head. In the garden at home, a beautiful lady stood in front of me. She had long, shiny brown hair and periwinkle eyes. She was smiling, with perfect white teeth. "My wonderful, little Scott," she said. "I will always love you."

Mother. My beautiful mother.

"It doesn't matter that you're different than other wizards," she continued. "You're unique. You're special. That's why we're sending you away."

This was before I left for Ilvermorny when I was nine. . ."Mother, will you miss me?" I had asked.

"Of cour—"

She was cut off by someone shooting a spell at her. "Avada Kadavra!

A green flash flew at her, and my beautiful mother fell to the ground.

I sit up inhaling and exhaling really fast. "Someone killed her," I murmur to myself. "Murdered her."

I know that memory. Mother never died. Someone broke into my mind to change my memories. Either to warn me that Mother is about to die, or to scare me.

I'm not taking any chances.

I open my eyes. I'm not in the dormitory anymore. I blink. Is this. . . the Hospital Wing?

Nobody's there.

"Somebody, get Dumbledore!" I scream. "Somebody, get Avalon! Anybody!"

Madam Pomfrey runs in. "Are you awake, Mr. Wayward?"

"Get Dumbledore!" I shriek. "Get Avalon!"

"Mr. Wayward, you must rest. Please stop screaming!"

"GET THE FU—"

"Mr. Wayward, I will not tolerate any swearing in this room."

I roll my eyes. "Get the FREAKING headmaster before my mother dies!" I start to cry.

"Relax, Mr. Wayward. You're mum isn't dying. If it would make you feel better I'll get Dumbledore and your sister to come by tomorrow."

"NOW!" I scream, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Mr. Wayward, you must stop screaming!" She sighs. "I'll get the headmaster."

She runs out of the room. I lay back down and close my eyes.

"God," I whisper, "don't let my mother die."

She's already gone, a voice in my head tells me. Only it isn't my voice.

"Who are you?" I ask the voice.

There isn't a reply. Only laughter. Evil laughter.

"Did you kill my mother?" I ask.

More laughter.

"Are you the one mixing the Truth and Lies?!"

The laughter stops. So you've figured it out, the voice says.

"Why?"

You wouldn't understand, child.

"Maybe I don't, but I will stop you."

More laughter. Shut up. You may be a Hope but you can't even control your powers. Do you even know how they work?

I turn red with fury. "Get out of my head!"

His stupid evil laughter continues. I will never leave. I will always be there when you least expect it. I will become a part of you.

I start breathing really fast and then I let out a loud shriek.

Madam Pomfrey rushes in with Dumbledore. "I told you I was coming, Mr. Wayward. Please quiet down."

"Professor Dumbledore," I say, relieved. "Someone killed my mother!"

Dumbledore nods. "Yes, I'm very sorry for your loss, but this happened five years ago."

"WHAT?!" I yell.

A/n: I cried for this chapter. :'( When Scott cried I joined him. If the end of the chapter didn't make sense I'll explain it in the next chapter.

Also, don't kill me about May. . . I promise Scay will happen! Just. . . not yet.