A/N: I'm so sorry for taking so much longer than before. But thank you for the encouragements, everyone! Here is ch. 5, hope you like it! (How I wish, but I dont own DGM or HP)
The Hospital Wing was silent. Then Komui walked over to where Allen sat. "They did?" he asked.
Allen nodded. "Yeah… they saw it." He turned to look at his friends. They all looked concerned.
"Just say it was burned," Lavi said, thinking. It kind of does look like a burn.
"I-I could… just as long as I don't show it to them again," Allen mumbled, getting up. Madam Pompfry came bustling over to him, pushing him back down on the chair.
"No, not yet," she said, "You're still weak. You took quite a fall after all, so don't go jumping up again!"
Allen sighed, slumping in the chair. "I really feel fine!" he said, trying to get up again. "I heal fast!" Madam Pompfry frowned, not convinced.
"He actually does," Lavi commented, "His whole eye grew back once…" everyone glared at him, and Lenalee made a shushing noise. "What?"
Lenalee rolled her eyes, then walked up next to her brother. "Are you sure Allen?"
"Yes. I feel fine!" he said, standing up. He took a couple wobbling steps, but he grew steadier. "Can I go back now?"
"Hmm…" Madam Pompfry thought, then sighed. "A'right, you may go."
"Thanks!" Allen headed toward the Hospital wing door. The others followed him.
"Allen, are you sure you're alright?" Miranda asked as they headed down the stairs from the Hospital wing. The hallways were empty; classes had been canceled due to the Akuma…not that anyone knew about it.
Allen nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I'm fine! All I need is sleep and I'll be fit to fight! You'll see!"
Miranda, Krory, and Komui left Lavi, Lenalee and Allen at the Griffindore portrait hole, heading toward their own rooms. Miranda kept glancing back at them anxiously.
When they entered the common room, everyone turned to look at them. There was a small shriek, and Lavender came running up, Hermione, Ron and Harry following more slowly. They glanced at each other, amused at Lavender's current interest in Allen.
Allen stopped just inside the portrait, startled by Lavender's reaction. "Um… hi Lavender."
"Allen! You're a'right! What was that? Did you see it? Is it gone now?" she asked anxiously, grabbing Allen's sleeve. Behind him, Lavi and Lenalee cast each other amused expressions as they watched Lavender bombard Allen with questions.
Allen stepped back from Lavender, pulling his arm from her grasp. "Yes, I'm fine… no I didn't see it…" Allen answered, trying to get away from Lavender. She was very persistent, and followed him, Lavi, and Lenalee as they walked away from the door.
"Lavender, please!" Allen finally said as she grabbed his arm again. He pushed himself away, but wasn't as strong as he had said up at the Hospital wing. As he stumbled, his foot caught on a chair, and he crashed down.
"Allen! Are you alright?" Lavender gasped, moving forward.
"I-I'm fine," Allen muttered, trying to get up. Lavi grabbed under his arm, hoisting him to his feet.
"Don't worry, he's just tired," said Lavi, holding Allen by his arm. Allen made a small moaning noise. Lavi glanced at him, then headed toward the dorm.
Lavender stared after them until the two boys disappeared up the stairs. "Come on Lavender, let's look over our homework from Transfiguration," Lavender's friend Parvati asked her.
Lavender sighed, then nodded, "Sure."
Hermione was thinking hard, then hurried over to where Ron and Harry had slumped down at a table.
"Ok, you saw it too. I know you did!" Hermione said to her friends. Ron nodded. "Yeah."
"It was all… red and weird," Ron said.
Up in the dorm"Thanks Lavi," Allen muttered, sitting down on his bed. Lavi shrugged, "No problem."
"They're gonna ask about it now!" mumbled Allen, flopping down onto his bed.
"No, I'll go down and stop their minds from thinking up crazy ideas," Lavi declared, walking back to the door. "You'll be alright?"
Allen nodded, his hands covering his face. Lavi shrugged, and walked down the stairs.
Back in the common room"Oh, there's Lavi," Ron said, nodding toward the 18-year-old who had just appeared in the doorway. He had stopped, looking around the common room.
Fred and George had walked up to them when they saw him, but Lavi just shook his head, and they went back to where they had been sitting.
Lavi spotted the three at their table, and walked over to them, drawing up a chair. He sat down, looking at the three of them.
Finally, Hermione broke the silence. "What…what's wrong with his hand?" she asked nervously. Lavi looked at her, a blank look on his face.
"He was burned," Lavi said, leaning back in his chair, letting his head drop back.
"Oh… oh that's so sad! Burned that badly?!" Hermione gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. Lavi nodded sadly. "Why didn't he go to the Hospital and get it healed? Madam Pompfry could heal a burn in a second!"
Lavi sat up again, "I don't really know… he doesn't really talk about it… it happened when he was really little. I think it must've been very traumatic."
For some reason, Harry lifted his hand and touched his forehead. "What's wrong?" Lavi asked, puzzled.
"I saw that Allen had a scar… looks like a star…" Harry said, still holding his forehead. Lavi was puzzled.
"Ya… its kinda hard to miss, seeing that it goes from under his eye to above… why?" Lavi said.
"Is…is… he cursed?" Harry asked tentatively. Lavi turned sharply toward him, with a strange look on his face.
"Why do you ask?" Lavi asked, suspiciously. He didn't want to tell them what happened to Allen.
To answer Lavi's question, Harry pulled back his hair, revealing a scar shaped like a bolt of lightning. "Whoa…" Lavi muttered.
"I was asking… because I was cursed, by Voldemort, when he murdered my parents!" Harry said in a quiet hiss. Lavi just blinked, his eye widening when he saw Hermione and Ron's reaction when he said "Voldemort".
"You don't know either?!" Ron asked him surprised. Lavi looked at him questioningly. "Allen and Lenalee didn't know…"
"I don't know what?" Lavi asked, he couldn't figure out why they were both scared. It was just a name.
"You-know—" Hermione stopped when Harry gave her a look, "All right, Voldemort, is the most evil wizard in the history of… of… the magic world! How can you not know about him?"
Lavi continued to stare blankly at her. "Uh…"
The three just stared at him, surprised and shocked.
Lavi looked around, trying to think of something to say. "Where'd Lenalee go?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Don't know… think she went to see her brother," Ron answered, leaning on the table.
"Think I'll go find her… I need to—AH!" Lavi was cut short as a firework whizzed over his head, barely missing him.
"Oh, sorry Lavi! Wasn't aiming for you!" Fred said, coming over to him as the firework bounced around the tower. Lavi blinked, then breathed out.
"Almost set fire to my hair, Fred," Lavi said, feeling his red hair.
"Aw, no we didn't! We totally missed you!" George said, following his brother and smiling. Lavi just grinned at them, then turned and watched the firework lost some of its steam and fell onto a table.
"Ok, I need to talk to Komui and Lenalee, talk to you guys later!" Lavi said, heading toward the portrait hole.
"Wait, we're not allowed out of our dorms…" Hermione said, looking at him. Lavi turned, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll be careful! Don't worry, but I have to talk to Komui, see you later!" Lavi said, and opening the portrait hole.
"That's what Lenalee said!" Hermione called after him as he disappeared out of the common room.
Outside the common room, Lavi sighed, then headed toward the room that had been given to the Exorcists to hold meetings. He looked inside, to see Komui and Lenalee talking, and Kanda sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall near the door.
He looked up when the door opened, tensing, but relaxed slightly when he saw that it was just Lavi.
"How's Allen?" Lenalee asked as Lavi came over to sit down at the table.
"After you left? Oh, he's fine… I think he might be sleeping," Lavi said, shrugging.
"Did Hermione, Ron and Harry ask about his arm?" Komui asked, drinking his coffee. Lavi nodded, and Lenalee's expression became worried.
"I told them that he'd been burned… so, if they ask you, he was burned when he was little and doesn't like to talk about it… I'll tell Allen when I go back." Lavi said, pulling his headband down.
Lenalee and Komui nodded, "Good… that's good…" Komui said.
It was silent for a moment, then "Do you think there are more Akuma here?" Lenalee asked her brother. Komui was silent, but nodded.
"Yes… I think that there are more Akuma. It'll be hard to keep them quiet, without alerting everyone else," Komui answered.
Lavi thought a moment, then remembered something, "Oh, I just remembered something. When we were fighting that Akuma, before you, Lenalee, came, it said that it was here because of innocence. Is it saying that there is an innocence in the castle?"
Komui seemed genuinely puzzled. "I wasn't aware of an innocence… but its bad if the Akuma knew about it before us. Maybe that's why they're here. But if the Akuma knows, then the Millenium Earl knows…"
"Ya, that's what I thought," Lavi said, slumping down into a chair.
"Then we'll find it," Kanda finally spoke up, from where he was sitting on the floor. "Before the Millenium Earl."
The three at the table turned and looked at him. He had a determined expression on his face, which could also be taken as stubbornness.
The door opened again, and everyone turned, Kanda starting to stand. But it was just Krory and Miranda.
"Sorry… we kinda took a wrong turn," Krory said, sitting down next to Lavi.
"It's easy to do that here, since the staircases move…" Lenalee said, sighing. Miranda came over and sat down next to her.
"So… what's happened?" she asked them.
"Apparently, the Millenium Earl has found out about an innocence before us," Komui said, looking though his pile of papers. Miranda gasped.
"Really?! How?" Miranda asked him. Komui just shook his head.
"We don't know Miranda. But now we know one thing… if there is and innocence here, then there's sure to be more than just one Akuma, to stop us as well as find it," Komui said, placing his coffee cup on the table.
"I wonder what the Earl is planning?" Krory pondered aloud. Everyone looked just as hopeless.
Back in Griffindore TowerAllen was sitting on his bed, thinking. Timcanpy was perched on his head, then he fluttered up, grabbing some of Allen's white hair and tugging it.
"What?!" Allen asked him as the golden golem yanked once more. "You want me to go downstairs?" In truth, Timcanpy didn't know why he was yanking Allen's hair, but he just knew that Allen couldn't just sit up here alone.
"Ok, fine, I'll go down," Allen said, pulling his jacket on and heading down the stairs.
"Look…" Hermione whispered, nodding toward the 5th year boy's dorm, where Allen had emerged. The little golden ball, Timcanpy, was fluttering above him. Hermione waved at Allen, trying to get his attention.
He got the message, and walked over, skirting the table where Lavender and Parvati were sitting, and taking the chair that Lavi had abandoned.
"Feeling better?" Hermione asked him, and Allen nodded. Tim settled on the table, walking around on his little feet, and casting a small trail of black from where he had stepped in ink.
Allen watched the golden golem for a moment, staring off into space. "Allen… Lavi told us about your arm," Hermione said quietly. Allen's head snapped up very quickly, his eye's widening.
"What'd he say?" Allen asked her, narrowing his eyes.
"Um… he said… he said that you had burned it badly when you were little," she said, her eye's wide with sympathy. Allen relaxed slightly.
"Ya…" Allen muttered, touching his gloved left hand.
"Is that why you wear that?" Ron asked, pointing to Allen's glove. Allen nodded, and was about to say something, but was cut off by a loud bang on the other side of the common room.
Everyone looked around, to see Fred and George grinning widely, but their faces were covered in soot. They had set off another firework, but it didn't want to light, and had exploded instead.
"Some day they're going to hurt someone," Hermione muttered darkly.
"Nah, they're just havin' some fun! Let them be, Hermione. Hey Allen, do you know how to play cards?" Ron said, leaning back in his chair.
Allen turned to look at him, grinning widely. "Ya," he said.
"Well, you wanna play?"
"Ron… not exploding snap! Do you have any regular cards?" Hermione asked. Ron just stared at her blankly. "I guess not."
"Hold on… I do," Allen said, rummaging through his coat pockets, finally pulling out a deck of cards. The three of them just stared at him. Why did he keep cards in his pocket? He seemed to interpret their expressions correctly because he answered, "Oh, I just forgot I had them… they've been in there for along time."
"What should we play?" Ron asked.
"Poker?"
"uh… do we have to bet real money?" Ron asked, "because I don't have anything…"
"Don't have to," Allen replied, taking the deck of cards and starting to shuffle them.
"Whoa Allen. You're fast!" Ron said, staring in amazement as Allen shuffled. Allen looked up at him, grinning.
"You playing cards?" Fred and George had come over, still covered in soot. Ron nodded, then went back to staring at Allen while he shuffled. "Mind if we play too?"
"You can play," said Allen, stopping his shuffle.
"Cool," Fred and George answered, pulling up chairs and sitting down at the table.
"I'm not playing," Hermione said, pushing back. Harry did as well.
"That's ok," Allen said, dealing cards to Ron, Fred, George and himself.
"But I have to warn you, Allen. Fred and George… well, they're, um, really good at cards. I mean really good," Ron said, picking up his cards and sorting through them.
A/N: I hope you liked it... I wanted to add Allen's dark side in there somewhere, so there we go... xD Review's please! I shall try to update soon!