Chapter 15:
Revenge, and Not the Good Kind
Bella's POV
I walked past the alarmed portrait into the Common Room, and let out a little yip yell of surprise when I walked in to see nearly every Gryffindor in the Common Room, watching the door vigilantly. Apparently waiting for me…Creepy.
"Um…hi?" I said, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"What's happened?" a Second Year suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly. How could they know…Again: creepy.
They were seriously beginning to scare me.
"Why is the castle in a riot? The professors, the ghosts, the portraits." A Fifth Year asked.
I sighed, but told the other Gryffindor students what'd happened…that McGonagall had been poisoned, but was okay, and, well, all of it…even that she'd woken up…but excluding the fact that Dumbledore and McGonagall were married.
After that, I waited until my friends and I were the only ones in the Common Room and then I rounded on Harry and Ron.
"Pay up."
They looked at me questioningly.
I grinned. "You owe me, Ginny, and Hermione five Galleons!" I said in a sing-song voice.
They still didn't get it. I laughed.
"Dumbledore and McGonagall are married."
They all froze, their mouths agape. I giggled at the sight.
Suddenly, Alice started squealing while jumping up and down in place and clapping jubilantly. "YAY!"
"Alice, shush!" I whisper shouted. "No one else can know."
Quickly, I told them what'd happened.
Ron wasn't amused. He was sulking because he'd lost the bet. Harry was shocked. Ginny was taunting Ron. Hermione looked deep in thought. Edward looked surprised…probably because they'd never given any indication via their thoughts near Edward. Jasper looked unsurprised. Of course. He'd probably sensed their emotions. Emmett looked utterly confused and bewildered. Sometimes, I wondered if he had mental problems…but then I realized to have mental problems, he'd need a brain. Rosalie looked surprised, but was trying to help Emmett understand. Key word: trying.
I stifled a yawn.
"Night guys. See ya in the morning."
McGonagall was recovering quickly, thankfully.
Frankly, I believed that she would have rather be back sooner, but Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey had been watching her closely to be sure that she didn't push herself too hard. But, either way, I was surprised that she was recovering so quickly, but I also suspected that she was still feeling the effects of the poison more than she let on.
Harry's and my lessons with Dumbledore continued swiftly. We'd learned about Voldemort's graduation from Hogwarts, his apprenticeship, his theft from Hepzibah Smith, and his rejected application for the D.A.D.A. professor post, because of which, he jinxed the position.
Harry seemed obstinate that Malfoy was behind the attacks. The rest of us seemed…a little unconvinced, mainly because there was no evidence towards it.
One day, while we were all in the corner of the common room, Harry was examining the Marauders' Map, when he suddenly gasped.
"The Room of Requirement!"
"What?" Ron asked.
"Malfoy is operating in the Room of Requirement! It isn't on the map! That's where he's been disappearing to!"
No matter how much we tried to reason with him, Harry would not let it go.
But, the next day, he luckfully forgot about it. We all had something else on our minds: Quidditch!
It was our match against Hufflepuff. The Great Hall was abuzz with energy and excitement.
After changing, the team went out to the Quidditch field to deafening cheers and boos.
We took our places. Harry shook hands with the Hufflepuff captain—Zacharias Smith.
He sent me an arrogant smirk as he stared at me. I glared back, pure venom in my gaze. He flinched.
The whistle rang out, and I shot up into the air.
"And that's Smith of Hufflepuff with the Quaffle," a dreamy voice said, echoing over the grounds. I grinned. It was Luna Lovegood's voice drifting through the pitch.
"He did the commentary last time, of course, but Emmett Cullen hit a Bludger at him and Ginny Weasley flew into him…I think on purpose, it looked like. Smith was being quite rude about Gryffindor, insulting them like that, and then hitting on Bella Swan like that…I do not think she liked that. Poor Bella. She's a very nice person...Oh look. Ginny took the Quaffle from him. I do like her, she's quite nice…"
I stared down at the commentator's podium, at Luna. Beside her, McGonagall was sitting, looking like she was having second thoughts about having Luna commentate.
But I looked vigilantly for the Snitch, even though I was unsuccessful.
Hufflepuff scored. Smith flew near me, smirking superciliously. I rolled my eyes.
Then both Ginny and Demelza scored, making the Gryffindors cheer loudly.
I caught sight of Smith whispering something to one of the Hufflepuff Beaters, watching me with a vicious glare.
I guess he hasn't gotten over last time…You see, last year he kinda tried to kiss me…but I kicked him in the crotch, punched him in his butt ugly face, then hexed the snot out of him…literally. He didn't take too well with the Bat-Boogey Hex. Then I kinda cursed him. He was in the Hospital Wing for a week. Fortunately, Hermione'd seen him try to kiss me so we reported it to McGonagall. She gave him two weeks of detention and took fifty points from Hufflepuff. He seemed intent on convincing me to date him, or get revenge.
Suddenly, I spotted a flash of gold. I dove for the gleaming gold fluttering Snitch.
Just as my fingers closed around the cool metal, I saw a dark streak coming at me…a flash of light…blinding, crippling pain in my head, face, and chest…distant screams…the sensation of falling a long distance…a loud yell of "Aresto Momentum!"…
I could still feel the cold Snitch fluttering in my nearly limp hand…The world went black…
I knew no more.
A/N: Oh, cliffie. We are just about to get to the really, REALLY good part: the Final Battle. Warning, the ending will contain about a million spoilers.
Okay, I have a really big question. Well, two really.
Because I've finished writing Magical Secrets, should I write a sequel to it?
Also, I've been thinking about writing….flashbacks, I guess. Basically, important memories of Bella's past. Yah know. The Order saving her from her parents; Voldemort trying to kill her and Harry. Things like that. Important clips from her past. And then posting it as a new story as "Magical Secrets: Memories of Bella's Past".
Should I do it?
Please vote on profile.
~ Twilight4eternity
