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No Promises.
Chapter F.O.U.R.T.E.E.N
_"Awareness"_
"Awareness is the greatest agent for change." -Eckhart Tolle
It had barely been a month and a half since the D.A. had first been formed and lessons taught and Cho would've thought by now that Marietta would ease up on these almost daily confrontations. The lessons Harry had been giving all of them were amazing and he was such a wonderful teacher, green eyes sharp and never letting anything slip by him. He was fair and didn't play favorites. He gave extra attention to anyone who was struggling with a new spell. He was kind. A natural born leader. Set up the most engaging lessons Cho had ever seen since her fourth year with Professor Lupin or even her fifth year with Moody.
What wasn't there to like?
"We need to report this, Cho!"
Apparently everything, according to Marietta, at least.
"Marietta, please," Cho sighed. "What do you have against these lessons that you're constantly at odds with Harry and wish to report him to Umbridge?"
Marietta dragging Cho into a classroom just outside Ravenclaw Tower was something Cho was unfortunately getting used to. It felt like her best friend believed that if she kept repeating the same argument over and over again, Cho would see reason and that yes, the D.A. was a bad idea and that yes, it was the right thing to do to report the meetings and Harry to Umbridge to save their arses.
Cho, to Marietta's chagrin, didn't see it that way.
"They go against all of the rules Umbridge has recently put up," Marietta said shortly, crossing her arms. The classroom was dark save for the small lamp in the center of the room, casting the girls' shadows against the far wall and the desks Marietta had shoved against the wall in a small act of anger. "We don't need her watching Ravenclaw anymore than she already is. It'll bring shame to our whole House."
Cho snorted. She wasn't particularly impressed with Marietta's weak argument. "I didn't take you for an Umbridge supporter. Just the other day, you called her a vile toad who should be thrown to the Giant Squid for lunch."
"That's beside the point!" Marietta snapped, flushing. "We need to say something. I'm serious, Cho. Potter trying to act like the hero again is going to get us in serious trouble!"
"Harry is trying to help us, Marietta," Cho defended. "This year is important for us. We're sixth years and in a N.E.W.T. Defense class that isn't preparing us for our finals. Do you really want to repeat this class because our Professor believes theory is safer than doing practicals?"
"If it means I can stay on Umbridge's legal side, then yes, I will gladly repeat this class," Marietta said crossly, though mentally, she was dreading repeating a class with Umbridge. Oh, how she despised that woman, but self preservation out-weighed the want to pass a class she can reluctantly re-take.
Cho's disapproving look hit Marietta harder than it ever had before. She was her best friend. She hated when she looked at her like that. "You know that's not what Ravenclaw stands for. You'll be putting our House to shame with that kind of logic. We may not be known for bravery like Gryffindor, but having a backbone is a thing, Marietta."
Ouch.
"Cho, I'm not trying to be brave. I'm trying to be sensible. My MUM is a member of the Ministry of Magic! Do you know the amount of shame and trouble she'd be in if I was caught participating in these meetings? How bad that'll look for me and my family?"
Cho's dark eyes seemed to freeze over with a chilliness Marietta had never seen there before. "So you're doing this to save yourself and your Mum some face? You're the one who signed that paper of your own free will, Marietta. That's all on you."
"Cho—"
"I'll see you around, Marietta." Cho's black hair had barely passed through the door before her sentence was even completely done. She never saw the frustrated tears in Marietta's eyes. She certainly didn't see the person standing stock still just around the corner, brown eyes narrowed as Cho stomped past her.
Luna, who had rounded the corner in search of her friend, called back, "Are you coming to dinner, Terra?"
Terra never turned to acknowledge Luna, too focused on the conversation she had just overheard through a cracked door, but replied nonetheless with, "Yeah, I'm coming, Luna. I got distracted for a second."
Luna came to stand beside Terra, cocking her head to the side. "It must be the work of Nargles," She assumed, looking contemplative. "They've been very good at distracting everyone lately."
A small smile tugged at Terra's lips. "For sure."
A niggling feeling crept up on Luna and she couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong, Terra?" She had noticed her Housemate had seemed preoccupied as of late, which was pretty normal for O.W.L. students, but Luna thought it was a different sort of preoccupied that wasn't the fretting over assignments type. She couldn't put her finger on it.
Terra shook her head, glancing at the classroom Marietta had yet to leave and turned away to head to dinner. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing, Luna."
Luna frowned openly at Terra's retreating back.
Sunlight was something he had never truly got to experience. Being in and out of St. Mungo's since birth would do that and while swearing curses at the disease that would eventually kill him if a cure wasn't found, it didn't make him feel any better. Nor did it allow him to feel the sun on his skin. Sure, his bed was thankfully positioned right beside a window that allowed sunlight to fall on him, but it wasn't the same.
He couldn't explain it, but it wasn't the same.
Heaving a sigh, he relaxed more into familiar white sheets that his Healer had been kind enough to enchant with a Heating Charm. Shivers constantly wracked his frame without the extra warmth and he'd fallen sick more times than he could count before the Healer had caved and cast the spell. There was little he could do in his isolated room other than rest, but he'd done plenty of that over the past couple months since he'd been admitted. Gifts were checked thoroughly before given out, but he had little hope he'd get some form of entertainment.
His Mother was a strict woman and had an iron hand wrapped around the family. Pale lips pulled down forlornly, a sheet being pulled over his head to hide the tears that were inevitably coming whenever he thought about his Mother.
He wished she were nicer to him and his sadsadsadsad sister.
Never let it be said that boys can't be as stubborn as girls because if I ever hear a man complaining about a woman being difficult, I will forever remember this day as proof that men are just as bad as women.
"No way."
"Please, Hayden?"
"No."
"Don't be a spoiled sport."
"No.
"You're being lame."
"I enjoy being lame. My answer is still no." I yelped when Fred and George suddenly dropped their full weight onto my shoulders, draping themselves across my front and back and effectively forcing the book I had been reading to drop to the ground. I heaved a groan and wiggled underneath them, sighing when they didn't even budge. "Come on, you guys. Why can't you take no for an answer?"
"You've hardly been outside all weekend!" Lee said from beside my chair, arms crossed and leaning his full weight on one foot. He looked like he was about to lecture me, though he looked very unintimidating decked out in his winter gear and bright orange gloves and hat. Well, he was already lecturing me, I guess, but whatever. "Come with us. You look like you could use a break."
I managed to extract one of my arms from underneath Fred, who was rearranging himself so that he was sitting across my lap, much to my utter embarrassment, and tried shoving him off as gently as possible. He wound his arms around my neck and gave me a shit-eating grin when I glared at him.
This is so fucking backwards. Shouldn't I be the one sitting on Fred's lap with my arms around his neck or something?
My eye twitched at that thought. "I was outside all day yesterday, you guys," I grunted out, tempted to yank at Fred's hair to see if that would get him off of me. Him and George weren't small by any means of the word and with their combined weight, it made moving and breathing a tad hard. "I endured the cold enough to last me the next decade, so again, I am not going outside with you guys. Besides, me and snow don't mix. I hate the snow as much as I hate wind."
To my utter horror, it had begun to snow right when I had reached the castle last night, thick snowflakes pelting the castle and sticking to the ground all throughout the night. We had a solid two feet of snow and everyone was clearly enjoying it, screams and laughter echoing from outside as sleds and toboggans were being put to use. It was unreal how many people were outside at this time. It wasn't even breakfast time yet.
I hated it. It was November. The first week of November! Why the hell were we getting so much snow right now? My Grandma used to say the earlier it snowed, the worse the actual winter season would be. I lamented a lost peaceful Christmas, dreading the amount of snow London was bound to get.
"You were outside?" Fred asked.
I arched an eyebrow. "Yes? Is that shocking?"
George shrugged his shoulders before second guessing and nodding his head instead. "Just a bit." He didn't flinch when I swatted at his arm.
"For your information, I spent the day with Luna," I grumbled. "And let me just throw it out there that Luna is far better company than you three." Lee gave an indignant squawk while the Twins simultaneously chorused, "You wound us, Hayden dear." I rolled my eyes. "You'll live. Now get up. You're crushing me."
George wound his arms around my waist from behind while Fred tightened his grip around my neck. "Only if you go outside with us."
"Do you two not know the meaning of the word no?"
"No," They chimed.
Obviously with the Twins being just as stubborn as I was, there was no moving the two of them off of me unless I had help, which I didn't see any of that coming anytime soon considering almost the whole House was outside or not in the Tower. Ignoring them was also an option, but that would only work for so long before they realized what I was doing and change tactics. Another horrifying option was them carting me out of the Tower against my will like they had done once before and I wouldn't put it past them to do it now just to get their way.
I'd rather avoid that.
Or I could just hex them and get it over with, but then again, they'd get back at me for it and I mentally shivered at how the Twins have gotten payback against somebody who did them wrong. I decided not to be added to that list.
Which meant letting them win this round and going outside in the freezing cold with them and Lee. I hated myself at times like this.
"Fine," I sighed out, ignoring how the Twins and Lee all high-fived each other, "but it's only going to be for half an hour. I have stuff to do today."
"We're getting you out of your corner in the Common Room," Lee retorted. "That's a big enough win for me."
"There's this wonderful thing called studying, Lee," I informed sarcastically. "Unlike you, I actually want to pass all of my OWL's."
"That hurts," He deadpanned.
"Cry me a river," I replied, internally cringing at how mean I sounded. Irritation with all three boys was plainly audible in my voice and I gave the Twins a forceful shove to get them off of me before climbing to my feet. "I'll meet you outside." I quickly gathered my books and hurried away from the knowing glints in all of their eyes before they could start questioning me.
Lavender was thankfully the only one residing in the dormitory when I stumbled in, looking up from her spot on her bed. She was dressed like she was preparing to go outside, wearing a maroon coat with fur lining the hood and thick but stylish looking boots with buckles running across and on the sides. Being the sucker that I was for cute boots, I immediately added them to my hopeful Christmas list to give to my Mom.
"Heading out Lavender?" I asked her curiously, dropping my books on my bed. Being magical had its perks, especially since it barely took a second to repair any damages done to school books.
"Parvati and I are spending the day together," Lavender said, leaning over to fix the buckles at her ankle. "She said something about wanting to meet up with Padma and Ernie for dinner before enjoying the snow while it lasts."
A look outside had my lips turning down. "I don't think it's going anywhere anytime soon, Lavender."
"Don't sound so excited," She teased, standing. A small wave of her wand had her hair braided within seconds before she pulled on a plain black beanie over her curls, adjusting it in the mirror. "I heard you and the boys downstairs." Oh boy. "You don't sound very happy about going with them."
"I don't like going outside," I mumbled, turning away from Lavender to pull on a thicker sweater my sister had gotten for me last year. "It's too cold and they couldn't seem to take no for an answer."
"Some girls would kill to be you," Lavender commented casually. I blinked, giving her a side glance before continuing my search for my jacket. Where was the stupid thing?
"What do you mean?" I asked, looking under my bed. Nothing but a dust bunny. I frowned, wondering where I could've possibly misplaced it.
"Surely you know how popular the Twins and Lee are, right?" Lavender asked in disbelief, watching me through the mirror.
"So? What's that got to do with girls dying to be me?" Where was Lavender even going with this? Said girl huffed exasperatedly, turning sharply on her heel and making her braid swing around to smack her other shoulder as she placed her hands on her hips, looking oddly like a disapproving mother catching her child lying to her.
"Are you daft, Walters?" She demanded. I gave her a reproachful glare, slowly rising back to my feet. Apparently Fred and George and Lee were popular with the crowds. Wonderful for them, but did that really warrant Lavender calling me daft of all things? It sounded something like what Hermione would say before she took points from someone.
"Care to enlighten me, Brown?" I asked stiffly. Lavender gave an exasperated sigh like she was talking to a slow person.
"Oh come on, Walters," She bemoaned, rolling her eyes. "Don't tell me you haven't seen it."
"Seen what?" The words were forced from behind gritted teeth, but Lavender didn't seem to notice my temper rising, plowing on.
"The Weasleys and Lee are known to everyone," She placed heavy emphasis on that word, drawing it out for a whole breath before continuing, "and that includes the staff and those above and below our year!"
"Okay? And?"
Lavender looked close to tearing her own hair out and while her expression would've been amusing, I couldn't find it in me to look for the humor in this situation. "How do you not—" She broke off and shook her head, muttering a frustrated, "Nothing. Nevermind. See you around, Hayden," before leaving me to watch her back in confusion.
I was already regretting my decision to go outside.
"Fred, I swear to God, if you throw one more—" I spluttered around the snowball that hit my collarbone, spraying cold icicles all up into my face and eyes. My cheeks were burning from the cold air and I couldn't feel my ears anymore. The icy wind ignored the warm fur-lined jacket I was wearing, seemingly blowing right through it straight to my bones. My teeth clenched tightly as I glared at the boys.
Both Twins laughed at my expense, fully belly laughs that nearly made them collapse in the foot deep snow that barely reached their knees. Their enchanted snowballs floated lazily around their heads, ready to be used whenever they were done laughing. It was a simple Levitation Charm, but I hated both Twins for using it so flawlessly for something as silly as a snowball fight.
"Did you see her face, Freddie?" George cried, slapping his brother on the back.
"I sure did, Georgie," Fred sniggered.
"If looks could kill!" They crowed before going into another session of howling laughter.
"I swear to God, you two," I growled lowly, crossing my arms tightly. "I will go back inside. I don't need to be out here."
"Don't be such a sour puss, Hayden!" Lee said, smirking. He lazily twirled his wand in small circles, his own snowballs following the motion. "Have some fun! You're a witch, aren't you? Get back at them!"
Be the mature one and walk away or get revenge?
Easy pick.
I didn't even get the chance to get back at the Twins because as soon as I pulled my wand out, one of the windows from Gryffindor Tower swung open and Ron's angry head popped out. "Hey! Quit with all this racket or I'll dock points from you lot!" Any other words he wanted to add were cut off by snowballs sailing into his face courtesy of his wonderful brothers. Fred and George howled with laughter when Ron ducked back inside quickly, high fiving each other.
"You guys are jerks," I deadpanned, hiding my giggles behind my hand.
"That's alright with us," They chimed. They eagerly started pulling me towards one of the bigger hills on the grounds, chattering away about sledding down it as Lee lagged behind us.
"This can end badly so fast," I said, staring apprehensively at the bottom. We were facing the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid's hut just a mile to my right and the lake to my left. We were the only ones brave enough to be on this part of the grounds. Everyone else was closer to the Entrance Hall doors. "You couldn't pick a better spot? Why couldn't we be closer with everyone else?"
"This is the best spot!" Fred disagreed, conjuring up a huge toboggan. He motioned for me to sit.
"You're going to get us killed, Fred Weasley," I said, frowning at him disapprovingly. He shot me a grin that showed off his perfectly straight and white teeth. A small flush spread across my nose.
"If we're over here, we won't risk getting into a crash with everyone else," George explained, leaning over my shoulder. "It's safer this way!"
"I'm not going down this hill in that deathtrap." Maybe the boys were right. I sure sounded like a spoil sport right about now.
"Don't be like that!" The Twins said. They tugged me forward, not really forcing me, but still putting some effort into getting me to go. Lee gave me an encouraging push.
"We're all going together!"
"You're all crazy," I said as I reluctantly climbed on. The Twins quickly squashed me into the middle as Lee took the last spot. A flick of their wands and we were flying down the hill at what I knew to be a dangerous speed. A gleeful laugh escaped my lips anyway as the boys whooped the whole way down.
I lasted maybe another hour outside with them before I decided enough was enough, leaving the boys to their shenanigans and headed back inside, my entire body shivering and shaking from the cold. I blew into my ice cold fingers as the castle's warmth hit me as soon as the doors closed behind me. Dinner was still going on inside the Great Hall and I still had a couple hours before curfew. I debated going to see Elliot in the Hospital Wing or heading back to Gryffindor Tower to relax with my book again.
A Tripping Hex distracted me from making a decision. I yelped as my knees and arms connected harshly with the hard floor, hissing under my breath at the sting that followed.
"Whoops, sorry about that, Walters. That wasn't meant for you," A snide voice commented. I barely caught the dark ponytail flitting up the stairs with Tracey and Millicent right behind her before the three girls disappeared.
"Of course it was Pansy," I grumbled. "It's always Pansy."
A hand appeared in front of my face and I blinked up at the pale face of Astoria Greengrass. She waited patiently until I finally took her hand and helped me to my feet. "Ignore Pansy," She said. "She's still pissed about a fight she clearly lost."
The area was completely devoid of any students or teachers, so I quickly came to the conclusion that the younger Slytherin was only approaching me because none of the other Houses were in sight. She made the correct assumption that I was one of the few who didn't mind interacting with her despite her House.
I tilted my head, scratching my neck. "I'm trying to forget about that," I mumbled. "It wasn't one of my finer moments."
Astoria sneered, but it held no real animosity. It was like a reflex. "It was long coming in my opinion. I'm not defending you or her," She denied before I could open my mouth. "I just don't tolerate bullies like her. Being a Pureblood shouldn't bring such privileges." She shrugged. "But I'm of the minority in that mindset. It doesn't matter."
A Pureblood from the Greengrass family of all families to not have a stick so far up her ass believes Purebloods shouldn't be so entitled because of their clean blood? I've officially seen it all. "Thank you," Was all I said. She could've taken it multiple different ways and Astoria clearly caught that as she took the safe route and waved it away.
"Don't thank me. There's no need for it." She pursed her lips, as if she had swallowed something sour. I arched an eyebrow questioningly. She swallowed and almost grudgingly said, "I've seen you and Elliot in the Library—" Dear Merlin, how many people had actually seen us? "—and he's always going on and on about how great of a teacher you are, so..."
I caught her unspoken question. Slytherin pride wouldn't allow her to admit to a Gryffindor that she needed help. "Which subject?"
"Herbology," She admitted. She sagged at the small, tentative smile I gave her. Lucky for her, Professor Sprout gave Fifth Years permission to be in the greenhouses to study for our Herbology O.W.L.
"I can help you."
It turns out the part Astoria was struggling most with was the de-fanging section. Not that I could blame her. I struggled with it then and I still struggle with it now during Fifth Year Herbology. But I could still give her tips that Professor Sprout had given me.
She snarled at the Fanged Geranium that snapped at her careful fingers, glaring at the hissing plant. "I hate this stupid thing."
"Fanged Geraniums are very temperamental," I explained. "If they aren't taken care of enough, they get snappy and angry just like this one." I pointed at the pot. "You can see that the soil it's in is bone dry, which means that it hasn't been watered yet today and explains why it's not being so cooperative with you."
"They're not very cooperative anyway," Astoria disagreed, filling up a water can anyway. "The moody things give even Professor Sprout a hard time."
"They're not tamed creatures," I said, smiling at the disgruntled third year. She was far more expressive when she was alone than any time I'd seen her around her own House. It brought out a whole new side to the Slytherin girl.
"They should be," Astoria snarled as she watered the plant. It swayed backwards as the soil soaked in the water desperately, hissing noises escaping its fanged mouth.
"Now remember, when you de-fang a Geranium, you have to assert yourself with it," I explained as she put the water can do. She hovered at my side as I drew my wand. "Right now, this one doesn't fear you cause you're all bark, but no bite." The Muggle saying flew over her head, but she understood that I was slightly insulting her and scowled at me. It was easily ignored. "You need to show it who's boss so that it won't even think about attacking you. If you do that, it'll be wary because it'll know that some type of pain will follow."
It was hard expressing the feelings I was feeling as I tutored Astoria. She came from one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Pureblood families, but she was very obviously different from the others. She portrayed all the Slytherin qualities Salazar Slytherin himself named his House for, but it wasn't to the degree of the others. She cared, but she hid it behind a straight and cold face.
I was definitely wrong about Slytherin to a certain degree.
"Now you try." Astoria stepped closer, wand held up, but nervousness obvious on her face. This would be her first time actually casting Incendio. I reached out and gently grasped her wand hand, feeling her tense up before relaxing. "Breath, Greengrass. You control the spell." I urged her hand to raise higher and released it.
The Fanged Geranium hissed when she took a step closer. Her shoulders raised with the deep breath she took. "Incendio!" There was a strangled squeal and the plant retreated. Astoria gave a pleased smirk.
"Well done, Greengrass," I praised. "That was good."
A strange expression crossed the younger girl's face. "Astoria."
"Huh?"
"My name is Astoria," She said with the confidence of a well made choice. "I think you've earned that right to call me by my given name."
I only took a second to respond back. "Then you can just call me Hayden."
The winds were shifting.
"I've reached a decision."
"And what would that be?"
"I'll allow him in for one session. One wrong move and he's gone."
"All he needs is a chance. Thank you for giving that to him."
"Don't make me regret it."
I was back at the lake. The one with the beautiful sparkling waters and the ripples that broke the smooth surface. Home. I was home again. But not really. A second home that was a once a year trip. It made sadness churn in my belly.
"Don't look so sad, Hayden." A hand gently brushed against my bare arm. It grabbed my attention immediately.
"Sadness doesn't look good on you, ya know," Another voice said, his hand grazing my other arm.
"I'm not sad," I denied, eyes still captured with the water.
"Then why do you look so close to tears?" I finally turned to face the Twins. Merlin, they looked dashing in their casual long-sleeved shirts and plain black pants. Identical faces were piercing holes into my heart with the intensity behind their eyes. It was like they would go to Hell and back just to make me happy for even a second. Warmth flooded my whole body.
Such sweethearts.
"I miss this place," I admitted. "It's special to me."
Fred smiled and a hand reached out to cup my cheek. "Soon," Was all he said.
"Soon?"
George mirrored his brother's action, his fingers curling into the baby hairs by my ears. "Soon," He said softly, eyes gentle and warm and so very soft.
My eyes opened before I could inquire what either boy meant. I jumped at a sharp tapping noise and sat up sharply to pull my curtains back. The tapping at the window revealed Finny flapping against the cold winds that buffeted his small body. I hurried to let him in before he woke the girls, reaching an arm out for him to perch on. He hooted a greeting before presenting his leg to me.
I frowned. He was holding two letters. Opening the first one revealed that it was from Terra and I had to smile at her response.
Your bird is a Merlin damned slave driver and shouldn't be allowed to deliver letters. The little bastard shows up at the most ungodly hours. It better not be a habit or I'll feed you to the Giant Squid. I would've had him returned this morning, but I didn't see you at all today.
You're welcome.
I snorted at her sarcasm and folded the letter back up. Giving Finny a good scratch, I opened up the last letter, which had to of been from my sister.
You're stupid. Who's the older one here? Quit ignoring your feelings.
Her letter crumpled in my hands. I sighed and folded my face in my hands.
Damn it.
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