It has been a while since I have seen Tom. 6 weeks to be precise. I am going crazy because I miss him so much. How is that even possible though? How can I feel so much for someone who I have only met twice? I think about him all the time but at the same time I don't want to see him, because I am scared. After what happened in the field I am scared that he has heard the rumours and is planning something horrible for me. I mean I am still his after all, I still have to do as he tells me, I still have to stand by his side in every decision he makes.

I look at my time table, double Potions, Transfiguration, Divination and Quidditch, Great. My worst subjects all put in to one day. Quidditch and Potions make it worse because being a Slytherin, I should be good at Potions and with Narcissa being known for Quidditch, the teachers expect me to be as good, but I am not. Nowhere near as good. At least it is a Friday, which is the only good thing about today. With a huge sigh I get out of bed, reluctantly put on my uniform and make my way to the Great Hall.

It is still relatively early for people to be up on a school day so there are only a handful of people in the hall. I walk up and down the Slytherin table to decide what I want. Eventually, I choose Porridge, I cover it in sugar and pick up and glass of milk. I was just about to make my way back to the dorm when I hear him.

"Sit down" He said. The words sent a shiver down my spine, without a seconds thought I put down my breakfast and sit down at the table. He sits next to me and started picking out what he wanted for breakfast. I sat silently staring at my porridge, waiting for him to say something.

"Are you going to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" He asked

Hogsmeade is the wizarding village near Hogwarts. When you are in the 3rd year or above you are allowed, as long as you have parents' permission, to visit there. Hogsmeade has everything. Zonkos Joke Shop, Honeydukes the sweet shop, being the only wizarding village, it is like heaven. Being a 5th year I had already gone quite a few times and I wasn't planning on going tomorrow.

"I wasn't planning on it" I replied quietly.

"Well you are now" He smiled "Meet me near the shrieking shack at 2pm okay?" Then he grabbed his food and walked off. Just like that. No other conversation, no telling what we were doing. I really am his to play around.

Why would he want to meet near the shrieking shack? It is thought to be haunted but I don't really believe that sort of stuff, even so you can't get that close to it and you certainly can't get in to it. Maybe it is because not many people go near there. I end up eating my breakfast at the Slytherin table and make my way to potions trying to put Saturday out of my mind.

After a disastrous Potions lesson and a Transfiguration lesson that almost sent me to sleep I was just about to think that this day couldn't get any worse and as if she knew I was having an awful day Narcissa stopped me in the hall

"Bella, darling" She said in her posh, I'm-so-much-better-than-you voice "Mother wants us home this weekend"

"What? Why" I replied urgently, I can't go home I have to meet Tom in Hogsmeade

"I don't know, all she told me was that she has a big surprise and we have to go home this weekend"

"But I have plans this weekend"

She started laughing

"Oh don't be silly Bella, nothing you do can be that important" She said as she started walking away

I can't go home, I have to meet Tom, and if I don't then I could lose my life. I made the vow I promised, I have to go. But what about my parents? I need to know the news, what if it is something important? I decide to try and find Tom and tell him my dilemma. I have no idea what lessons he took so I carry on to the top if the astronomy tower for Divination and think that I will meet him at dinner.

I get in to Divination a little bit late and the class has already started. Professor Haywood obviously didn't notice me coming in as she just carried on with what she was talking about

"Today we are looking in to the future using palm reading" She said making a dramatic gesture with her hands.

I have always had a weird sort of connection with her. She is very young, especially for a teacher and seems like a bit of an outcast. I have never seen her leave this classroom and I know she never eats in the Great Hall like all the other teachers. A lot of the students make fun of her because she has a sort of spaced out look and she talks like she is on drugs but I suppose that is just because of what she does. As much as I find Divination pointless and boring, I can at least have a bit of comfort form her.

"Find a partner and turn to page 167 of your books" She says sweeping across the room making sure that everyone is doing the right thing "I want you to gently hold your partners hand and look at the lines closely, analyse them to find out what their near future holds"

I look around the classroom and everyone has partners, everyone except for me. I don't bother trying to join another pair so I just read the textbook and make a few notes.

"Do you not have a partner my dear?" Professor Haywood whispers to me

"No, but it doesn't matter I can still do the work" I reply, hoping she doesn't put with anyone

"Well you can do it with me" She says brightly. She grabs my hand and starts to trace the lines on my palm with her finger. Her eyes widen and a look of shock comes across her face. "My dear, this weekend awaits a horrible conclusion for you. You have to choose between what you love and what you hate, but it could end badly"

"WHAT" I shout back at her. I try to pull my hand away from her but she holds it in place

"Yes my dear" she continues "The weekend has nothing but bad luck for you, you will get hurt, you will get hurt and you could possibly die" she screams, she looks genuinely terrified by what she has read and I am in shock. I can't move. I stare at her blankly, aware that the whole class is now looking at us

"No, no you must be wrong" I yank my hand away from her looking at my palm and back at the textbook but I can't make sense of anything right now.

"My dear" she whispers "It has been a pleasure teaching you" She has tears in her eyes and she makes a gesture to hug me but I pull away.

"What? No I don't believe you. I don't believe this, it's a bunch of bullshit" I grab my bag and coat and storm out of the classroom.

Was she really saying her goodbyes to me? It is a well-known fact that every few weeks Professor Haywood makes a forecast for death or for someone getting it hurt and it almost never happens. But I have never seen her get like that. In all the times she has told someone they will die she has said it in such a matter of factly tone that it almost sounded normal. I have never seen her look so shocked and so emotional. Maybe this time she believes that she is right. Maybe this weekend awaits nothing but horror for me.