Ch. 15 – THE WAIT!!
Sitting through my classes was torture. I was shaking with the anticipation of getting out and going to my new home. Everything seemed to drag on forever as the minutes turned into hours. I couldn't focus on anything my teachers said because I was just so exciting! Most of them just topped teaching in honor of the school year, but a few of them boned on like it was just any other day. Though they seemed not to notice that we were shaking with excitement, we were.
Lunch marked halfway through the day, even though it seemed like we were in class for ten times as long. I was too eager to eat. If I did eat anything, I would probably just throw it back up, like Ron. He threw up in between classes because of the end of the year coming up soon. Or, it could've been nervousness about his exam grades. I was a little nervous as well, but it was nothing major. I was sure I aced them. Sitting at the table, I rocked back and forth.
"Bella, what are you doing? It's kind of strange," Hermione pointed out in a matter-of-fact way. She was eyeing me superlatively.
I laughed. "I'm just anxious for the end of the day. I can't wait to go to Mikel's!"
"You're going," she frowned, "even though Cedric can't even talk to you anymore? What are you guys going to do about that?"
"Yeah, that's going to be really awkward! I'd pay to see that," joked Ron, looking like something was really funny.
"Ron, be more sensitive," childed Harry. "Really important, this is," he added with a wise nod.
I laughed at the barter. "It's okay, you guys. I'm not all that sensitive about that kind of thing. Plus, it won't be awkward for long. Once I'm there, it won't take that long to seduce him. He told me that I smelled irresistible!"
Hermione leaned over and inhaled my hair. "Well, it does smell rather odious," she complimented as the bell rang. The end of the day coming ever closer, I dashed off to class.
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The clock moved antagonizingly slow. It was mocking my dependency on it, and I was really paying for it. I had packed my bag up an hour or so before in the anticipation. Professor Flitwick didn't mind, as we were sort of having a sort of mini-party. He had charmed a bunch of streamers and balloons everywhere to add to the fester mood. I would normally act as the social butterfly I am, but I could only bring myself to stare at my hands and smell my hair.
The bell rang and I screamed! Finally! I ran out of the room nearly forgetting my books. Though I would miss the place over the summer, it wasn't like I'd never be back! Along the way, I bumped into HRH. I made them run down to the train with me. We would've been the first down there, if it weren't for Mikel. She'd probably been there all day!
"Hi," said Mikel. "On the train now, shall we?" We all found a nice, empty compartment and settled down in it. Despite my unproposed excitement, I promptly fell asleep. I slept nearly the entire train ride until I heard raised voices. Opening my eyes goggily, the sight of Harry and Draco arguing took a while to register.
"Why would you not tell me that, Draco? Why not?" Harry asked, sounding angry. "Don't you think that's kind of important?"
"Well you can thee why I wouldn't tell you! You're making thuch a big deal out of it! I'm not like him!" Draco angrily reported back at Harry.
"Hey!" I butted in angrily. "Stop it, both of you! What are you even arguing at?"
They turned to look at me. "Because," Harry started, "dear Draco's father is a Death Eater!" he funneled with anger. Draco muttered under his breath.
I was a little confused. I had never heard that term used before, and I couldn't quite figure out what it meant. "But what is a Death Eater? It doesn't exactly sound like a good thing. No offense."
Harry's freckles went up. "Death Eaters are the scum of the Earth and the entire wizarding world. You know why? They support Voldemort! They help him! They think the same things as he does! They helped him kill my parents! I be DRACO'S parents told Voldemort all he needed to knkow about my parents so they can go and die!!"
"Draco…" I was lost. "I didn't know that you and your family were on… their side." I couldn't believe it.
"Let me thay it again. NO. They are, but I'm not! Jutht because they are bad people doethn't mean I am too. I've alwayth been againtht it!" said Draco, nearly as angry as Harry as this point. "I mean, jutht look at me! Do you think a Death Eater would be a fathionithta?" he added with his hands on his hips.
"You're just the same as all of them! I hate you and all the other Malfoys, Malfoy!" Harry spat.
"No, Harry!" I interrupted. "Draco is different, can't you see? You're friends with him, not his family! See him for what he is, not what his family pressures him to be!" I started getting intense. "I would know, of all people, how important friendship is! This is my first year having friends, and you guys just take it for granted! I've also had a friend taken away, and it hurts more than you think! I don't want to see another friendship broken, okay? You have it good, guys! Keep it!"
"No," said Harry simply. "He pretty much killed my family. That's not something I can just forgive and forget."
"Fine," said Draco. "If he can't apprethiate who I am, I can't forgive and forget either." With one brisk stride, he left and slammed the door open and shut.
I was on the verge of tears. "Harry, I hope you know how much you hurt him."
"I do. And I'm glad." He sat down and began to cry a little. "I… now I can't stop thinking about them," he said sadly, wiping his tears away. Ron and Hermione cooed and tried to calm him down, as if he was a little baby who lost his toy.
"Wow," said Mikel, talking for the first time. "I think Draco is gay. I'm going to help him figure that out."
"Really, Mikel? He seemed to like you. Maybe that'll cheer him up since he might be a little upset about losing Harry as a friend!" I defraced at Harry.
Harry was annoyed. "I am going to change into my street clothes. See you," he demanded as he walked out.
The rest of us in the compartment thought that was a good idea, since we were close to the station. In my excitement, I forgot about the Big Fight. I was almost at the Diggory home, my new home! This was pretty much the biggest moment in my life. I would be able to bond with the other Diggories and maybe even talk to Cedric a little bit. Life was going to be different… really different.