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Chapter 23
The other boys begin to stir. I start to breath quickly. "Sirius, someone's in trouble."
His tears had already stopped flowing, without my notice. "What?"
"No time to explain."
If Mead's powers were powerful enough to block a full moon, would mine be powerful enough to bring me somewhere else?
I need to mix a Truth and a Lie. I just hope I won't screw things up. I'm supposed to be separating the Truth and Lies. I'll fix it after I guess.
I picture two separated blobs. The Lie is that I'm on the roof of Hogwarts. But what's the Truth? Oh, the Truth is that I'm really in the Shrieking Shack!
The blobs forge together and I slowly start to teleport to the roof of Hogwarts, faintly hearing Remus asking what the hell just happened.
I hold my breath. One wrong step and I'll be falling to my death. I hold onto the ledge and breath shakily. "Please don't jump."
A girl, her face hidden by a hood, turned to face me. I can hear her terrified breathing.
"Please, think about what you're doing," I continue. I walk forward with careful steps, my arms outstretched before me, ready to catch her if she fell. "It gets better. Life is precious. Uh, life is beautiful?" I curse under my breath and squeeze my eyes shut for an instant, embarrassed. "I don't know what people say in these sorts of situations. Just, please don't jump."
By now, I'm standing next to her. My torn shirt flutters in the wind. We're close to the edge with nothing blocking us from falling. I don't know what to do.
"Please, step back," I say. "If you move I will be forced to take matters into my own hands."
She stands still. Then she lunges for the edge.
Just as I promised, I grab her by the waist and pull. My feet feel slippery, but I hold my grip.
She stumbles back and falls on top of me. But we're safe from the edge, her arms wrapped around me for her dear life. "Are you alright?" I ask her.
She nods.
I just saved someone's life. I guess this is why the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor.
"You won't off yourself, then?" I continue.
She shakes her head. "No," she whispers.
"You sure? You're a sad-looking girl alone on a roof…" I help her up.
After a few seconds, she responds, "I just wanted to think a little."
"It sure didn't look like that." I squint for a moment, trying to figure out why her voice sounded slightly familiar.
She doesn't respond.
"I'm sorry. Did you want to be alone?"
"I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO BE MORE ALONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!" she blurts out.
I blink.
"I just meant… I was about to…" she mumbles. "I'm such an idiot."
"Well it was totally safe to even step foot on this roof, yes?"
"I'm sorry, okay. My life is going crazy and I wanted it to end." She sighs. "But now I remember the people who do care about me."
"What's your name?" I ask.
"Poppy Pomfrey."
"You look a little too young to be the school nurse, Miss Mystery. What's your real name?"
"I won't be sharing that."
"I just saved your life."
"I almost died."
"But I saved you. Name?"
"That's not an excuse."
"Then neither is dying."
"I'll give you anything, just not my name."
"Okay, then… take off your hood."
"What? No! That's-"
"You said anything."
"Fine. Just give me a moment."
Five seconds later she takes off her hood. "Happy?"
She has green eyes and blonde hair. Her voice sounded familiar, yet I've never seen her before.
"What house are you in?"
"You already had your question."
"You never gave a limit for anything."
She scowles. "Hufflepuff."
"What year?"
"Fifth."
"And this is all the truth?"
She smiles. "If you want it to be." With that, she runs down the stairs as quick as lightning and into the nearest room inside the building.
That rotten liar. I run down the stairs, but the flight is empty. Who was she?
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"Music Club! Sign up today!" a few Hufflepuffs announce in the social hallway as I pass by.
"No thank you," I tell them.
"Please, Scott?" one of them asks. "If we don't get anyone to join we'll have to shut the club down like last year. My brother wanted me to continue my family's musical legacy."
"Uh, how do you know my name?" I ask.
"You're famous around here, Wayward," he replies. "That's why it would be great for us if you joined! It would attract tons of people!"
My eyes dart towards the exit, yet I smirk. "Really now? I don't mind that. Being famous, I mean... Um, what do you do, exactly?"
"Well, we have a romantic theme this year," a girl says. "You need to write a song about someone you like with a tune. On Valentine's Day, you'll perform what you worked on in the Great Hall, with the girl you invited listening to every word."
"Okay, then," I say, smiling, "What's in it for me?"
"You get a super romantic date."
"Is that all? I already have way too much on my plate with the O. ."
"That's why we're doing it in advance," the first guy answers. "The holidays are in two weeks so you have a little over two months. It's not supposed to take so much time. We meet every Saturday afternoon to practice."
"Um, look… what's your name?"
"Octavius White," he responds.
Octavius White. Sirius Black. I wonder if it's a coincidence that I'm finding this guy just as annoying as Sirius.
"Okay, White, I'll think about it." I start to walk away but Octavius walks in front of me and smiles. "Don't forget a flier." He hands me a paper. "I hope to see you on Saturday, Scott. You can bring a friend if you'd like."
He walks away and I wait a few moments before tossing the flier in the trash. "I am not singing for Alice or May," I mutter.
"Are you sure? That sounds so romantic."
I turn around. Doe shoots me a smile. "Why don't you want to do it?"
"Because it's dorky."
"That's not an excuse," she replies. She gasps. She quickly adds, "I mean, that would be adorable."
"Really?" I ask.
But she's running down the hallway.
"She's acting strange," Peter says, suddenly standing next to me.
I clutch my chest. "Don't do that."
"But she is."
I sigh. "She's always acting strange. She's Doe. She seemed like her regular icy self."
"Right. But, she and Mary got into a fight and I think it's getting to her."
"Really now?"
He shrugs. "I should find Remus. Maybe he can help her."
As he leaves, I think about Doe's words.
That sounds so romantic.
I take the flier out of the trash.
A/n: Okay, so I know how I said I wouldn't use the music idea in the end but I thought it could make the story more interesting. Sorry for driving you crazy...
As for Octavius, he was an OC I had in mind for Sirius's enemy other than Snape. I don't know if it'll for sure happen but if it does then I probably should have written **SPOILER ALERT** before this paragraph but I'm way too lazy sorry.
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