Through the Tears

I spent the remaining morning talking to Matteo and became fast friends with him. I learned that he was the opposite of his grandson, polite, charming, smart and all around a good guy.

We laughed up until we had to separate at the great hall, him joining his friends at the Ravenclaw table and me sitting down with Lisa, Pippy, Harry, and Charlie.

"I see you've met the Ravenclaw heart-throb," Lisa said, sighing. "You're quite lucky, he usually doesn't pay girls any attention."

"Sad about that?" I asked teasingly.

She blushed. "Not really. He's just absolutely gorgeous."

Pippy started grinning, "I know. We had a ball last year and I almost died when I saw him."

"I think the two of you are reading too much into looks," Harry said.

"You only say that because you don't have any." Charlie told him. "Meon the other hand – the ladies dig me."

Charlie turned toward Pippy and wiggled his eyebrows, causing the rest of us to laugh.

"Oh please," Harry said, rolling his eyes. "You have the same amount of looks as a deformed, anorexic hypogriff."

Charlie turned slightly red. "Shut up Harry."

I couldn't help but feel a huge pain when I was near Harry. I kept hearing the name and thinking that it was all just my imagination. That we were still fighting. Or better yet, I kept hoping that I would realize that there was never any need to fight. But then I would look at him and it wasn't the Harry I knew. The familiar green eyes and black hair was replaced with an equally familiar red hair and freckles.

But those freckles should have been on Ron and I was forced to realize that my world was over.

The pain spread and I dropped my fork, clutching my chest.

I had seen their deaths, rationalized their deaths, and even avenged some of their deaths in the final battle. Despite all this, I still had not accepted their deaths and looking at my new Gryffindor friend, screamed the reality that I was living. It hurtled the truth right at me and I couldn't move to avoid facing it.

My friends had noticed that something was wrong with me and were starting to worry. I could see their mouths moving, asking me if I was all right, but I couldn't hear the words.

Seeing the concern on Harry's face was almost too unbearable. I needed to look somewhere else and I turned my gaze to another direction.

My eyes met Tom Riddle's and it sent me over the edge. At that moment, I connected all the deaths I had witnessed, all the people I would never see again and everything I was forced to go through to that one man across the hall from me.

The rage inside me was overwhelming. The only thing that stopped me from taking out my wand and ending the worthless life of Tom Riddle was my fear. And my fear overpowered my anger by far.

At that moment, I was so scared of what could happen to me in this time and of what would happen if I failed that I was sent completely overboard.

Without any warning my eyes rolled back into my head and I fainted.

A/N: AHHHHH! I am so excited right now that I have to write another chapter. I just can't wait.

By the way, if you've already forgotten who her friends are that LOOK BACK TO CHAPTER THREE! I LIST THE FRIENDS SHE'S MADE AND ONE OF THEM IS HARRY WEASLEY WHO TRIGGERS THE ENTIRE THING!