Chapter 4 (crying, comforting and confusion)

Snape? The greasy, always angry potions teacher, now my 'father'? What the hell? This completely makes no sense.

'But...I...Why?' I stutter out.

'Well, this was our only option, letting a teacher adopt you. He is the most qualified one avaliable.' Dumbledore answered me.

'No it sounds more like he's going to tutor me.' I mutter under my breath.

'He will if that ever would be necessary.' Dumbledore said, eyes twinkeling. That guy has super hearing or something.

'Okay?'

'Tatum, I understand this is difficult for you to completely understand now. Just go back to your dorm, let it sink in and we'll talk tomorrow.' Dumbledore said.

'Yeah, okay.' I said, getting up.

I looked at Snape. he hadn't said anything and looked deep in thought. I guess he's as confused as I am.

'Goodnight Professors.' I told them before leaving.

'Goodnight Tatum.' Dumbledore replied but Snape didn't say anything. The usual.

I walked through the empty halls. No one was there anymore so I guess it was past curfew. It was quite cold in the halls.

'Give it a few months and it will be winter' I thought by myself. 'That also means a few months until Christmas. I always loved Christmas. The food, presents, snow and family dinner. Family...Oh god...' Now only fully realising what Dumbledore told me. I slumped against a wall in the hallway I was in.

'My parents are gone.' Was the only thing that came up in my mind,

'What are you doing here, Wall?' I heared someone's all to familiar voice say. Malfoy again.

'Go away Malfoy, I'm doing perfectly fine pitying myself thank you.'

'Why?.' He asks me.

'Why do you want to know?'

'Just tell me.' He says bending down so our eyes are at the same level. He kinda has pretty eyes, not that I would ever admit that to him. Normally they were always cold and uncaring but now the wore a slight, concern?

'Fine, I just heard that my parents died yesterday in a fire.' I mutter.

'Don't cry, I'm not good with emotional people.'

'I'm not'

'Yes you are.' He says while wiping a tear off my cheek.

'Oh.' And then I feel the tears stream down. I put my head backwards against the wall and really start crying. 'I'm sorry.' I stutter out.

'It's okay.' He says and then he does the unthinkable. He pulls me in a hug (can I get a hallelujah!).

'It's going to be okay.' He softly says to me while sitting against the walll and pulling me into his lap.

'How do you know?'

'I just know.'

'Are you so smart then?'

He lets out a small laugh. 'Yeah, you know I am.'

We sit there for a couple of minutes before I completely stop crying.

'Come on.' He says. 'Let's get you back to your dorm.'

'I can go by myself, you don't have to bring me there.'

'No, I think I have to. We don't want you to end up in another hallway alone do you?'

'No..? '

'Come on.' He says and start walking.

After a minute of silence I can really not handle it anymore.

'Are you sure you are alright, though? You seem so...different than normal.' I ask him awkwardly.

He chuckles. 'I'm fine, I guess. What do you mean with different?'

'Normally you call me Mudblood or try the hardest to ignore me.'

'Yeah.'

We arrive at the Fat lady's painting.

'Thank you.' I tell him before muttering the password to the painting and opening it.

'You're welcome.' He says slightly turning around to walk away.

'Oh and Malfoy?'

'Yeah.'

'You're not bad with emotional people, quite good actually.' I say smiling before entering the common room. Maybe this guy is not so bad after all...

So, this is already my fourth chapter and I haven't put on an author's note... So here it is.. Please review and and tell me what you think. Also, if you have great ideas for the story, feel free to tell me! I hope you like this chapter and I'll put on the next asap