IF ANYONE KNOWS WHERE DO GET THE TWILIGHT TRAILER, THAT WOULD BE GREAT. OH AND IF ANYONE HAS ANY IDEA WHO I SHOULD USE FOR YOUNGER JUNO IN MY YOUTUBE VIDEOS. Cos if I use Daniel Radcliff, it would maybe work, but be really really weird ¬_¬
Chapter VII - Contradico
"Maybe blue...No? Well, white?.... How can you say no to white? Its plain, you can't find anything wrong with white"
"Well, that's it. Too plain. Need something more alive, better than white"
"It's going to be a gym sort of spare room thing. We don't need to lavishly decorate it"
Hermione rolled her eyes at me. "That doesn't matter. Little things like the colour of a room is important, to help make a balance"
"I knew I should never let you read. There is nothing wrong with white" I paused, fiddling with my hair. "Anyway, you wont ever use this room, so it doesn't matter"
Hermione 'hummphed', annoyed I wasn't taking her opinion. "You do realize you can't decorate?"
"Gah! Right where it hurts! My interior decorating skills!" I muttered, sarcastically. I raised an eyebrow at her. "What's wrong with my room? Just because yours and Ron's is so mature, doesn't mean mine has to be" I walked closer to the opposite wall, scrutinizing it.
The back room of our house had been empty up till now, so Ron and me had decided that we could turn it into a gym or roughly just a sports place. A place where…well, where we could do anything. Naturally exercise. Magic without being caught. We would put up all necessary Anti-Muggle charms, as well as Silencing barriers. It would be a place where we could relax.
Or at least it would be if Hermione would just lay off and let me decorate.
"It's odd, you know"
"What is?"
"Just…" I looked round at her. She sat at the bottom of the wall, her knees tucked beneath her, and she watched me, a serious look on her face. "You aren't that mature. I mean, you think you would be after…but" she smiled. "You like acting like a twelve year old still, don't you?"
"Not particularly" I muttered, pulling my wand, and pointing at the cracked walls. "If I was twelve, I wouldn't trust myself with Teddy" I muttered a charm, and the walls began to repair themselves, chuckling under my breath. "I wish I was though. Then I could have a reason"
"For what?"
"For wanting to give up" I glanced back at Hermione, who remained stoic and silent.
"I know. Stupid, right?"
"June…" she started.
"Why don't you get started on lunch or something? Ron will die if we don't feed him at exactly one" I tried to smile, and she merely nodded, and left the room.
I sighed and turned back to the wall, my wand skimming over the cracks and bumps within the wall. "Great…Just great…." I muttered.
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I tripped and stumbled my way across the carnage, staring blankly around at the lit fires that swept across the grounds. My trainers got caught amongst the lone body of a Death Eater and I tripped. I gasped in pain as my face hit the stone cold marble floor of the stairs leading into Hogwarts Castle. My Invisibility Cloak slipped from my body, leaving me exposed. I whimpered slightly and looked around.
The grounds to Hogwarts were now empty, all that remained was a few bodies of Death Eaters and Order members who had died since Voldemort had left the Forest, and fires and craters caused by numerous spells. The fighting had been pushed back into the school, windows being smashed, lights streaking past, screams and curses fluttering through the air.
I lay there, on the stairs of Hogwarts, unable to move. My legs were tangled with a dead body, but they refused to move. My body lay completely immobile, as if after all I had been through, all I had accomplished, everything and everyone who had sacrificed themselves so I could be here…all I had to do was take a few more steps. A few more steps and I could fulfil my destiny. Kill Voldemort. With the Elder Wand in my hand, in a duel, I will save the entire Wizarding and even the Muggle world. All I had to do was stand up.
But I couldn't!
Hermione. Ron. Remus. Neville. Luna. Ginny. All the other Weasley's. My friends. My family. They were waiting for me, thinking I was dead, and all hope was lost. They were battling for me up there, just a few steps away.
A scream and a shatter alerted a Death Eater being thrown through one of the Great Hall windows, smashing the ornate glass, and a roar of a giant.
I couldn't move.
I buried my head in my hands, choking back a sob. I barely noticed the blood smearing across my face. I barely recognised the sobs, until the tears began to run down my face.
"JUNIE?" I froze, glancing up. At the top of the steps was Ron. He was dishevelled, covered in blood himself, and a look of pure joy was on his face. He charged down towards me, and helped pull me up, and right into a rib-crushing hug.
"God, I should've known that even You-Know-Who couldn't even stop you. Christ…everyone seems to be ok…apart from a few but... we can sort it now. You're here" I barely registered his words, my head buried in his soaked jersey. I pulled away, ignoring the tears on my face.
"June?" he asked, brushing them away. "Oh god! You're covered in blood!" he said, grabbing one of my hands. I pulled away from him.
"Where is he?" I muttered, glancing into his face. He looked hurt, worried for me. I had come back, supposedly from the dead, soaked to the bone with blood, and crying on the steps, with only a mangled corpse for company.
"Where is he?!" I asked again, stronger, but my voice breaking halfway through.
"In the Entrance Hall" Ron replied, solemnly. "Bellatrix and a few others bailed, I don't know why. He hasn't killed, yet…but" I nodded, cutting him off and grabbed my Cloak, pulling it over my body. I ran up the stairs, my trainers making soft padding sounds.
"Junie?" I paused and looked back at Ron. He remained at the bottom of the stairs, and scanned the top, guessing where I was. "Kill him" I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me, and turned, running towards Voldemort. Running to fulfil my destiny.
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I scrutinised the salad bar with distaste. I couldn't help it. After seven years of Hogwarts and Mrs Weasley's food, it was hard to find anything that seemed to match up with it. Ron probably felt the same while Hermione get up her usual argument of 'you will get used to it'.
The two now sat at our usual table, with Mike, Jessica, Angela and a few of the others, Eric among them, waiting for me to get my lunch. I sighed, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear, before reaching for a soda, knocking off one as a result. Using my Seeker reflexes, I made to grab it, but before I could even move, it was being held out towards me. By two pale hands. I looked up, to see familiar topaz eyes, and a warm smile.
"Hello" Edward said, his smile widening. Edwards's sudden appearance at school would only be obvious. Clouds and rain, and the possibility of a storm showed itself over the weekend, so it would only be natural for the Cullen's to return from their hikes. Even so, I blinked a few times, confused, before giving him a half smile back and taking the bottle.
"Thanks" I muttered, walking around him to look more closely at the food. He remained there, merely turning to look at me.
"So did you get all your kumbay ya ya's out?" I asked.
He frowned, confused. "I'm sorry?"
"In my mind, an American hike would consist of you and your family sitting around a campfire, with marshmallows, you know, the whole shebang" I shrugged. "Then your dad would randomly break out a guitar and would lead into the chorus of Kumbay ya" Edward smiled at me.
"Not really. It was uneventful"
I blinked at him. "I spent my weekend decorating the back room of my house. Trust me, skipping school and going on hikes is better than all of that"
He merely smiled. "You smile way too much" I muttered, reaching for an apple.
"You should smile more" I frowned at him.
"I smile"
"No" he muttered, surveying me. "Sometimes you smile, and a lot, but not enough"
"And how would you know, Mr Cullen? I have seen you for only two days of this week. You never know. I may have smiled a hundred times since you've been gone"
"Possibly" he smirked. I pointed at him, almost accusingly.
"You're really cocky," I stated, raising an eyebrow. "You-"
"Hey, J.D" Edward immediately tensed, and glared darkly at the person behind me. I looked round to see Mike grinning at me boyishly.
"Ron and Hermione wanted to talk to you," he said, glaring slightly back at Edward. Edward's hand was clasped tightly on the counter, the tendons on his hand enhanced, and his eyes had gone black.
"Oh, can it wait? I'm talking-"
"Don't worry about it, its not important" Edward muttered, through gritted teeth, and he turned, and walked across the cafeteria to his family.
I couldn't stop the feeling of hurt about that. Whatever his problem with Mike was, it had nothing to do with me.
"You're welcome" Mike said to me, giving me a playful punch on the arm, and grinning began to walk back to the table, me clutching my soda and apple, glaring at him.
"For what?"
He looked at me, with an amused look on his face. "For saving you" he rolled his eyes, as if the answer was obvious.
I blinked at him. "Saving me? From what? The pleasant banter with the cute and interesting man?"
"Trust me, J.D." Mike said, sitting down beside Ron, me planting myself next to Hermione. "You don't want to get close to the Cullen's. They don't like anyone and no one likes them"
"I like them" I said bluntly.
"You like people here?" Ron said. "Oh my god, what is happening to the world?" he added, sarcastically. Hermione rolled her eyes, and leant closer to me.
"I would've left you there" she whispered. "You looked like you were having a very interesting conversation"
"We were talking about campfire songs and how he's really cocky and smiles too much"
Hermione scoffed. "Intelligence is lost on you, Juno"
"Hey!"
EDWARD POV
Edward glanced around the cafeteria as he entered, and almost sighed with relief. Juno was there.
She was sat at the middle table, Mike's table he recalled growling, and was with her siblings and her face was buried in a book. Obviously doing homework.
Edward made forward, almost as if to immediately go to her, but Rosalie grabbed his arm.
"Wait a minute," she hissed. "You can talk to your snack later" Edward growled at the blonde, but still followed his siblings to their table. As he sat, he tuned into the siblings, just to hear her voice. Her heartbeat. He was too far. The distance was too great. He couldn't hear her properly. He couldn't smell her, touch her from here. It was too much.
"…be back in a minute" Hermione muttered, and the vibrations through the floor showed she was walking over to the lunch line. Ron sighed almost with relief. How should I do this? We haven't really gone on any proper dates, so….
Edward turned his head slightly, so it would look as if he was merely off in thought, but he could just make out the two siblings.
Juno and Ron were sitting beside each other, and Juno was still bent over the book, while Ron was drumming his fingers on the trouble, his freckled face contorted in thought. His actions were almost annoyance to himself and Juno, who glared at him, scribbling furiously on her work.
Everything he had remembered, the encounters he had had with her over the week, were nothing compared to now. It had been too long. Too long apart. She was more beautiful, more enclosed, more free.
She was so far, unaware of what would become of them. No idea that their relationship was inevitable, it was made with a simple glance. And one touch.
He yearned to sit there beside her, bathe in her scent. To see her smile her goofy smile at him. To know her, everything about her. Nothing would come between the two of them. Nothing.
"Junie?" Ron asked, leaning closer to her, glancing around, hoping to not be overheard. "You're a girl"
Juno paused in her writing and stared at him, incredulous. Edward smirked at the image of her face in Ron's mind. "Seven…seven years, Ron. I'd've thought that you would have figured out I'm a girl before now"
"No, its just..." he glanced around once more. "I want to know how exactly I ask Hermione to come to dinner with me, and as you are a girl, I could get some insider info"
"Ron" she began, her eyebrows rising even higher. "How many dates have I had that have actually been successful?"
"Well," Ron began, leaning back onto two legs, and frowning in thought. "As far as I know you went out with Cedric once, and that didn't work, 'cause, well he died a month later, and ummm… you went out with Michael Corner, and well…" he glanced at his sister. "That was a disaster"
Edward couldn't help but feel jealous. He knew there was a chance that Juno had had previous relationships, but hearing about them made him burn with jealousy. He snapped his plastic fork in half from it. He was at least glad that her date with this Michael had failed, and he felt sickened with himself, slightly happy that this Cedric's death had stopped her relationship with the boy.
"Wait, one second" Juno began. "You've been dating Hermione for months, you share a room…and you don't know how to ask her to dinner?"
"Well…" he started. "It's just, 'cause we were friends for so long, it was like starting on the…50th date so we didn't need to go out. But as I am failing so wonderfully at everything lately, I want to make it up to her, by dazzling her with my romantic skills"
"You might wanna keep practising those skills," Juno laughed, placing her books back into her bag.
"Err, June, you didn't actually do any-"
She shushed him, glaring. "Anyway, back to Hermione. Just ask her. She loves you. She can't really say no. And if she does its your fault for doing it wrong" she jumped out of her seat as Hermione returned, and made her own way to the lunch queue. Edward pushed his untouched try away from him and followed, ignoring his sisters hissed comments and thoughts.
Juno stood staring at the salad bar, a frown on her face. He could almost see the cogs in her head working, but was unable to hear. She sighed, tucking ha lock of her hair behind her ear, and she reached towards one of the sodas, knocking it off. Edward quickly grabbed it and held it out to her. She looked up and Edward was met with the wonderful sight of her green eyes.
"Hello" Edward said, his smile widening. She blinked a few times, almost confused, before giving him a half smile back and taking the bottle.
"Thanks" she muttered, walking around him to look more closely at the food. He almost whimpered at the scent, and turned so he could continue to look and talk to her. Try and at least act human!
"So did you get all your kumbay ya ya's out?" she asked, smirking and glaring once more at the food.
Kumbay ya ya's? He frowned, confused. "I'm sorry?"
She turned to look up at him. "In my mind, an American hike would consist of you and your family sitting around a campfire, with marshmallows, you know, the whole shebang" she shrugged. "Then your dad would randomly break out a guitar and would lead into the chorus of Kumbay ya" Edward smiled at the thought, almost laughing at the picture of his family even doing such a thing
"Not really. It was uneventful," he said, truthfully.
she blinked at him again, staring. "I spent my weekend decorating the back room of my house. Trust me, skipping school and going on hikes is better than all of that"
He merely smiled. "You smile way too much" she muttered, reaching for an apple.
"You should smile more" he answered. I love your smile. She frowned at him.
"I smile"
"No" he muttered, surveying her face, that looked slightly hurt and angry and she was trying to hide it. "Sometimes you smile, and a lot, but not enough"
"And how would you know, Mr Cullen? I have seen you for only two days of this week. You never know. I may have smiled a hundred times since you've been gone"
"Possibly" he smirked. She pointed at him, almost accusingly.
"You're really cocky," she stated, raising an eyebrow. "You-" Edward almost growled as unwanted thoughts and unwanted scents came closer. Ok, time for Operation Save Juno From The Freak.
"Hey, J.D" Edward immediately tensed, and glared darkly at the person behind Juno. Mike Newton glared at him, his thoughts going haywire over Juno. It took most of Edwards's control, all of his control to resist the temptation to rip him to pieces.
"Ron and Hermione wanted to talk to you," he said. Edward's hand clasped the counter tightly, and he felt it break beneath his fingers. Juno continued to glance at Edward and Mike, obviously annoyed herself with the interruption.
"Oh, can it wait? I'm talking-"
"Don't worry about it, its not important" Edward muttered, through gritted teeth, and he turned, and walked across the cafeteria to his family. He saw Alice shaking her head at him, and he just sat down, and refused to look at any of them.
"You didn't have to leave" Alice explained. "She would've gotten rid of him"
"I had to get away otherwise I would've torn him apart for thinking any of that about my mate" Edward hissed, gripping the table. "I hate him," he added, hating how childlike he sounded.
"Who doesn't?" Rosalie muttered. "Your snack doesn't like him anyway"
"I doubt it" Edward muttered, looking once more at his mate, longingly.
I have loads of exams coming up so I might not be able to update on anything for a while and I am so sorry. I will release more soon, but not for a while.
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