That Monday. "Hey, Darcie! Off to Muggle studies?"
"No, I dropped that Class. It was frightfully dull. I switched to Divination."
"Well, I guess you're stuck with Harry and I. Lets go."
In Divinations class. "Take deep breaths, that's it, yes, close your eyes and clear your mind. Now listen, listen to you're surrounding voices of those trying to contact you." The Mystical Voice of the teacher drifted out of your mind. You saw lights in pastels.
Darcie, Darcie dear.' A tall figure appears before you.
Mum?' you didn't say it out loud, you just thought it.
Yes.'
Oh Mummy!!'
Shush, child, my angel of life, we don't have much time.'
Is father hear too?!'
No, he's not hear.'
What happened to him, to you?'
Your father was killed, murdered by Voldamort. But I've not come to talk about that. You are in danger, love, you must find my brother, your uncle. Ask Dumbledor. You…' she started to fade.
Mum? No! Come back don't leave me again! Mummy!'
the fading figure placed something in your hand and whispered I'll never leave you…'
"Darcie, can you hear me? Class is, has been over!"
you open your eyes. Ron, Harry and Professor Trelawney stud around you.
"You had a vision! What did you see, Miss Riddle?"
"Please, professor, may I speak with the headmaster?"
"Surely so, I am here." Dumbledor was behind Trelawney.
"Follow me." You stand and follow him.
"Sir, I saw my mother. And she said that… that my father was killed by the dark lord Voldamort. Is this true?"
Dumbledor's face was grave and his eyes held no twinkle.
"Sir?"
"Yes, it is true. Your father Tom… what else did she say?"
"That I was in danger, and that I need to find her brother, my uncle, she said to ask you, sir, nothing more." You looked down at your hand, it was fisted. You open your hand and see a green stone on a chain. "And she gave me this."
"I see." By this time you were in his office and he sat down and wrote something and gave it to an owl that flew off.
A few silent minutes passed and the door swung open. Snape stepped into the room. "You sent for me?"
"Yes, you may want to sit for this, Severus." Snape sat, looking confused. Dumbledore sighed. "You too Miss Riddle." You sat in the chair next to Snape, and a crossed from Dumbledore. Snape saw the green stone your mother had given you and his eyes got wide.
"Were did you get that? That was…"
"My mother's?"
"But it was buried with her and…"
"Severus, Miss Riddle's Mother came to her in a vision. You understand that you can not ignore this matter any longer?"
"Carissa? How…?"
"Severus, do you wish to say it, or must I?"
"I'll do it. Miss Riddle, er, Darcie, I am your uncle. Your mother was my little sister." He pulled a stone, identical to yours, out from under the neck of his robes. "We both had one of these stones. They are for protection."
"Y-you're my uncle?" Snape nodded slightly.
"Severus, she's in danger."
"Darcie, wear were you last hour?" Hermione asked as you sit at the Gryffindor table.
"Dumbledor's office."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you later, after I get my thoughts together."
"Hey! Your back!"
"What did you have to talk to Dumbledor about?"
"What did you see?"
"GUYS!! I haven't even figured it out myself."
Snape came up behind you and placed his hand on your shoulder he leaned down; "Remember, Miss Riddle, My office, 8:00 sharp."
"Yes, sir." He straitened and walked away.
"Do you have detention?"
"No!"
"Then why are you…?"
"It's none of your concern!" You snap and Ron closed his mouth, shocked. "Sorry, I'm not ready to talk about it. Not yet." The truth was that you were going to your uncle's office to train more in depth in Defense against the dark arts. You were supposed to do this every other night.
One and a half weeks later. You were walking down the hall, back to Gryffindor tower, after Snape's office. "Walking alone?" Draco asked running up to you.
"He lives!"
"What?"
"Draco, I thought you were mad at me. You haven't talked to me or anything since the ball."
Draco glanced at you and looked down, mumbling.
"What was that?"
"Er, would you like to go for a walk?"
"Draco, it's almost curfew."
"I'm a Prefect. My curfew is extended."
"But I'm not."
"So? I'll cover for you. Come on."
"Okay."
"Great!!" He grabbed your hand and pulled you outside.
Down by the lake. The cool Fall air blew thru your thin blouse, making you shiver. "Cold?" asked Draco, feeling the slight movement.
"A bit."
Draco took off his school robe and slipped it around your shoulders.
"Won't you be cold?"
"No."
You looked up at the silver moon. "I love the moon. It's so enchanting."
"The moon?"
"Yes, it's beautiful."
"I've seen something better."
"What?"
"You."
You laugh, "Your having me on! I'm not that good-looking. I've never had a boyfriend."
"That must be because they all are afraid you'd turn them down."
"Ya, right."
"Well, that's what stopped me. Will you?" you stair at him shocked. "Darcie, will you go to Hogsmade with me this weekend?"
"I can't."
"Oh,"
"No, Draco, it's not that. It's just that I have plans to spend the day with Aileen and Sarah."
"D-"
You lean towards him. "But I'd like to go out with you." You plant a kiss on his soft lips.
You step into Gryffindor common room. "Your later than usual, Darcie." Hermione said looking up from her book.
"Ya, I know."
"What are you wearing?!!!" Ron said jumping up and pointing at you.
"What? Clothes."
"No, THAT!!"
"Ron's right. Is that… Slytherin?" Harry asked.
You look down to discover that you still have Draco's robe on. "Oh, I didn't realize I still had this." You said slipping out of it.
"Didn't realize? Why did you have it, period?!"
"Draco gave it to me so I wouldn't be cold."
"What were you doing with Malfoy?!"
"We were talking. It was no big deal."
"Darcie, you…"
"Harry! It was no big deal!" you say turning and going up the steps to the girl's dorms. You sit on your bed and lie Draco's robe at the foot of your bed. You see a small, folded Pease of parchment sticking out of the pocket. Overcome with curiosity, you take it and unfold it. It was a comic Draco had drawn. It showed him saving you from… "Harry? Was he afraid that I fancied Harry?" you giggle and replace it in his pocket.