I blinked my eyes open as I stared warily around the closed curtains. It was well past midnight obviously, but no sunrise. I yawned and collapsed back onto my pillow wondering what to do. I couldn't go back to sleep, it took me long enough to go to sleep. How bothersome.
I got up and went down to the common room and sat in the armchair feeling warmth spread through me as the fire burned with life. I didn't have my eye patch on, I had no need for it, my right eye darted around the room, everything giving off a bright light, and I knew what they were just with a glance. Yes I still have my eye, but it's not like…my old eye.
"Adam is that you?" I heard someone call out jerking me out of the memory, I jolted up and covered my with my hand, I turned my head to see Albus standing there watching me with wide eyes. My mind raced around each other. Did he see my eye? No my eye was out of sight in his position.
"Albus? What are you doing up?" I asked him and he glared at me.
"I could ask you the same thing" he said stiffly and I grew uneasy. He obviously doesn't like me but what…oh its Harry's soft spot on me. He is such a daddy's boy.
"I am down here because I could not sleep" I shrugged and he watched me warily not really deciding on what to do with me, I suppose he had two options, one was to pretend to be my and two show his hatred for me, but he will always know that James would side with me, James always sides with me.
"Right. I am down here because I was curious to see what you were doing" he said outright and I smirked at him. What a fool he is, does he really think he stands a chance against me.
"Now you know so please go" I said turning back to the fire which blazed, the tips danced around each other playfully.
"I don't believe you, you know!" He burst out "I bet you're just some attention seeking kid, if I had to say, I bet you were the one to kill your parents, so you can be famous. That month you spent away, I bet you used the time to cover up your tracks"
I sat there frozen then I calmly stood up and turned back to him my hand covering my eye, he stepped back in fear, I opened my mouth to say something but I was interrupted
"You're wrong" I heard another voice, Albus turned to find James standing there glaring at Albus "What kind of logic is that, to think that at nine years old he would kill his own parents…then what? Cut out his own eye? That's stupid. You're acting like Umbridge"
I felt kind of weird hearing Harry's past coming from his kids, I felt kind of awkward just standing there. Albus took insult at being portrayed as Umbridge and clenched his teeth to stop him from yelling at him and causing everyone to wake up, and then we would all be in trouble.
"If you choose to accuse Adam of something, get evidence and good speech" James whacking him on the head, Albus glared at him and stalked upstairs. James looked at me as if apologising for Albus "Sorry about him, he's just jealous, he wants to be like Dad"
I shrugged and he got an idea and grinned at me, I tilted my head at him questioningly curious to know what is going on his mind.
"Want to sneak out and practice quidditch?" He asked me grinning like a maniac, I hesitated before nodding in agreement. Quidditch, maybe that would help me right now, if anything could help me.
"Alright, let me get ready" I said and I went back upstairs to get my eye-patch and everything ready.
We were out there in the quidditch field, pitch black and zooming around on our fire bolt 1000's. The best so far, I bought my own one when I saw it as I was finding my old one a little tiresome. James probably got one after begging his father for one.
James zoomed past me and I jerked out of the way and he laughed, I flew through the hoops with top speed, making James do tricks to show off. I rolled my eyes as I noticed a figure walking down the path.
"Teacher!" I said to James and we zoomed into the forest and around the castle to the broom shed.
James was laughing when we entered the common room, exhilarated we walked to bed and waited for sleep to overcome us.
The next morning we got our timetables and I scanned through it, first was transfigurations with Professor Clip, I can deal with that. The teachers okay, annoying at times but overall good teacher. Next is Potions, then Defence against the dark arts. With him. Joy.
I went to transfiguration and sat next to Brianna, knowing that she would cause a show if I didn't. She smiled up at me and I nodded and she sighed disappointed which I shrugged off, but her disappointment quickly changed to excitement over something pretty.
The class started when the teacher walked in and started to talk about something related to transfiguration, we then learnt a new spell. The usual sort of lesson. I glanced up as Scorpius Malfoy came running in extremely late, I had to force down a smirk which tugged at me. Busted. (Just for the story line, Scorpius is in James's and Adam's class =) )
Professor Gone, the transfiguration teacher walked down the aisle of desks as everyone turned to stare at Scorpius as well. Scorpius shook, quivering with fear.
"Thank you for joining us Mr. Malfoy" Gone said, and I could imagine her shaking with fury.
"Sorry, I was in the sick bay, I fell down the stairs" Scorpius blushed furiously, and I was reminded yet again on how different he was from his father. Scorpius is the only Malfoy that has ever been placed in Gryffindor.
Gone frowned but let it go and waved Scorpius away and he scurried over, biting his lip as he took the desk beside James
"Falling down the stairs? Really Scorpius" James snickered and I raised an eyebrow at him and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, uncomfortable with all the attention.
"Be quiet," he snapped and started to catch up, James burst out laughing at that. When Gone gave us a look he stopped and we smirked at each other,
After transfiguration we did potions which was alright I suppose. Nothing difficult. Then defence against the dark arts came. I walked in to the old room, which has been used for centuries and sat down with the crew. Waiting for the class to start, I kept myself busy by trying to act calmly, not showing my worry about him.
"Welcome class to defence against the dark arts!" A voice called out and we looked up to see Professor Angelwitch standing at the top of the stairs. The class gave him a half-hearted clap but he took no notice of this. "This year will be an exciting year. Fourth year, the year before O.W.L's, the year you learn about so many fun things"
I don't like how he pronounced 'fun'
"This year I will take you on an adventure! An adventure through your lives. Let us be shown your greatest fear. Let us know your happiest memories. Let yourself accept the hardships in your life"
After that sentence I swear I got a few glances from people. I gritted my teeth. What if I don't want to do that? What if I want to stay in the dark of my life, and anyway I already know
"But today will we do something fun. We will experience our happiest memories. It will only take ten minutes to get you to do that then will learn the spell to share it, to spread the happiness throughout the room!"
Some nodded but most stayed silent, I myself frowned at this. He continued "This memory will be your strongest memory and when I teach you the patronus charm, this memory will be the one you think of."
The word patronus sent a ripple of excited murmurs around the class. Does this mean we might deal with dementors? Or maybe a boggart?
"The spell to show just you, it is called 'Ostendini' originates from the Latin word 'Ostende' which means 'show'" He explained and I stared at him without blinking. He stared back at me and smiled and I got a chill down my back and I turned away.
He explained some other stuff then told us to start, everyone hurried to do it and I saw people pointing their wand's to their temples. I slowly brought out my own and placed the tip to my temple and muttered the incarnation.
The black haired boy smiled as they entered the crowded plaza, muggles crowding around stalls. The boy's mother took the boy's hand, worrying about the crowd and the boy getting lost, but the boy took no notice of this. And was filled with excitement of this new landscape.
"Adam, don't get carried away" the woman scolded Adam and he smiled up at her innocently with absolutely no care in the world, his mother frowned and looked around as if expecting something to happen.
"But it's so different" he breathed his nine year old eyes widening in wonder, his mother laughed, her laugh like chimes of bells, but it seemed a little forced, but Adam took no notice and beamed.
"Oh Adam, what am I going to do with you?" She asked him smiling down at him and he grinned at her but said nothing.
"Can we bring Bri here tomorrow? I want to show here this place!" Adam said suddenly even more excited as he grabbed his mothers coat and looked up at her with big blue eyes. His mother opened her mouth in surprise then smiled and rested her hand on his head.
"I am sure she will agree," she smiled affectionately at him and Adam grinned in happiness and was about to run off if his mother didn't grab his arm and he turned back to her questioningly "Well Adam, remember not to spend too much time here, we still have to go to the opera with daddy"
"I know!" Adam said beaming at the thought of the opera. She laughed and ruffled his hair and bent down and whispered in his ear
"Happy Birthday Adam" She muttered and Adam smiled and ran off into the crowds and his mother ran after him, hoping to catch him before he gets lost.
That was the day they were killed. It was the last day I felt truly happy.