NEW GIRL
A Harry Potter FanFiction
Chapter Seventeen
I took a deep breath.
"Ok. So, um what about Theo?" I tried to ask casually.
"Th-Theo's Dad, well, you know how Draco and Theo were childhood friends?"
I nodded.
"Well, it was because their dad's were friends right? And well, we all know that Lucius is – was – a Death Eater and so was Theo's dad, Artimus. Anyway, Lucius decided to take a backseat with being You-Know-Who's right hand man because he was worried about his family's safety, but Artimus, he continued on and took Lucius' place." Monique took a deep breath. "Anyway, as you know, You-Know-Who is always looking for a way to get into Hogwarts and well, um, Artimus volunteered his only son."
I looked at Monique confused. What did she mean?
"So uh, you know when you and Theo were in the Library and um, that time outside Potions and how his excuse was that he "wasn't himself"? That was the truth Mong. You-Know-Who has been using occlumency to take over Theo's body and You-Know-Who is one of the most revolting and sickening men to ever live, so when he saw his chance with you, he tried to take it."
I felt sick to my stomach.
"So, he, um, he was like possessed?"
"I guess you could call it that."
I nodded, struggling to take in all the information that had been put to me. So, I had been almost raped by Voldemort? I tried to stand. My legs felt like jelly. I fell back into the chair.
"Mong, are you ok?" Monique asked, concerned.
"Mhm." I nodded and tried to stand again. The room was spinning.
"Mong?" A distant voice called. I tried to turn to see who it was, but it was too late, everything went black.
"She just fainted. She will be fine. All she needs is some rest." I heard Madam Pomfrey say.
"Can we stay?" asked Monique.
"Ok. But once she wakes, you're all to leave."
I heard her footsteps walk away.
"Draco, it's ok if you want to leave." Monique said.
"Yeah, really Draco, feel free to piss off." I heard Ron say.
"Ron, please!" Hermione hushed him.
"You too Theo." Ron added.
My eyes flickered open.
"Shhh, you woke her!" Harry said in a raised whisper.
"It's ok." I heard myself say. My voice was croaky and my throat dry. "I've been awake for a little while."
I looked at the people who were gathered around me. Monique was beside me, her hand in mine. Draco was standing behind her, with his hand on her shoulder. Harry was sitting on my other side and Ron and Hermione were standing behind him, but they weren't who I was searching for. I had heard his name. He must be here. There he was, standing at the end of my bed. I smiled at him.
"Hi Theo."
His face was soft.
"You frightened us." He said quietly. Harry shot him a look. Theo looked flustered.
"Well, now that I know you're ok, I uh, I better leave then."
"You reckon mate?" asked Ron. Theo came beside me and laid the softest of kisses on my forehead.
"Get better Mong."
As he left, Madam Pomfrey came bustling over.
"Out, out all of you. She needs rest."
"But Miss!"
"No buts Mr Potter."
They all muttered goodbye and left me to sleep.
I awoke with a start. It took me a minute to get my bearings. It was dark in the hospital wing. I went to move and noticed someone was holding my hand.
I looked over to the chair to find Theo sitting in it.
"I'm so sorry I did this to you Mong." He whispered.
I sat up.
"I-I didn't mean to, my father, he-"
I stopped him there.
"It's ok. Really. Monique explained it all to me."
"Oh." He looked down ashamedly.
"I'm so sorry you have to deal with that sort of thing."
"I'm used to it really." He said looking up. "We all are."
"We?"
"Draco, Monique and I."
I looked at him confused and waited for him to continue, but he never did. I made a mental note to remember to ask Monique about that.
"We never had to deal with anything like that at Beauxbatons."
Theo smiled.
"Luck you."
We sat in silence.
"Mong, I really do like you I – "
I stopped him there.
"Theo, I like you too, I really do, but as long as your family is dealing with You-Know-Who, I, I can't be with you."
Theo dropped his head.
"I- I understand."
I squeezed his hand.
"That doesn't mean I don't want to see you."
"I know."
I lay back down on the bed. Sleep was starting to take back over. I shut my eyes. His hand still in mine.
The next day when I woke up, he was gone, but he had left a note. All it said was:
"I will wait for you."