Okay, it is not Draco Malfoy.
I do not own Harry Potter, because my name is not J.K. Rowling
I also do not own Althea Mirna. She is property of bonexyz.
Chapter Nine:
"Cilwenu… tell me where you got that wand…" Severus said, holding out his hand.
Cilwenu tucked it behind her back, "An owl brought it to me…"
"An owl? What owl?"
"It was… brown… why?"
Severus swiftly reached towards his daughter. With one arm, he swung her around, and clasped the wand in his hand. Despite the wands charms, Severus stared at it's intricate design. His eyes flashed with familiarity, and somewhat, guilt. He recognized the wand, and Cilwenu watched as he dropped it on the table before her.
She took it back in her own hand, "What is that about? Whose wand is this?"
Severus turned his back, "You two are dismissed."'
"No! Tell me what you know…" Cilwenu demanded. Draco stared up at her.
"Your mother's wand."
"She's dead.. How did she send me her wand? How would anyone even know that I didn't have one when I got it?"
"It's none of your concern, Cilwenu." He sounded pained. Cilwenu looked hard at the back of her father's head.
She went to protest, when Draco pulled her arm, "I think we should leave."
"Who are you to tell me-" Cilwenu stopped in mid-sentence, and let out a breathy sigh. She looked back at her father, then back to Draco, before leaving the classroom with him.
Severus made no eye contact with Cilwenu as she left, and he slammed the door shut.
The bell ending lunch sounded.
Draco let Cilwenu's arm go.
"This is… my mother's wand." Cilwenu said out of disbelief. She stood there, frozen, still wanting to ask so many questions.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked cautiously.
Cilwenu swallowed, seeing the concern in his eyes… She wanted to give in, she wanted to but she couldn't.
"Good-bye, Draco."
He approached her, going to wrap his arms about her torso. Cilwenu stood there, staring, and the feel of his warmth shook her. He felt so good… he felt so good that it hurt.
She missed him.
"Look… I'm sorry." he muttered, as if not to let anyone around them hear.
Cilwenu didn't move her arms around her, she stood there, with her cheek against his shoulder, and her eyes brimming with tears. No… don't cry. Cilwenu told herself.
The moment he let her go, Cilwenu turned and rushed away. She knocked through the small crowds of other students, and didn't once look back. In her mind, she was screaming, she was causing complete chaos while her body refused to give in. She wouldn't cry again…
At the entrance to the Great Hall, Cilwenu caught sight of Harry. He looked down at his feet, unsuspecting of anything. Cilwenu ran faster, nearly stumbling over her own two feet. She ran straight into Harry, holding on for dear life to his cloak as he fell back against the wall in shock. She breathed heavily, digging her nails into his shoulders.
Harry blinked several times, before fully registering what had happened.
Cilwenu closed her eyes, and dug deeper. She calmed her breath back to normal, before letting him go and looking him in the eye. "Harry…"
"What… I…" He was beyond befuddlement.
"Wenny! Did you get in any trouble?" Althea asked, walking out of the Hall and spotting Cilwenu and Harry.
Cilwenu could see Draco walking down the hall, having met up with his cronies. She looked the other way, heart thudding. "It's my mother's…"
"WHat is?" Althea asked, confused.
"My wand…"
Note: I might need a break from this one after the Yule Ball. Wandering, Wondering Why is being neglected.