Walking into the Great Hall. Hearing the whispers as they followed me as I walked to my usual seat, next to Draco and Lilly. The hall was decorated in the green and silver colors of Slytherin.
"It's our seventh year in a row winning it" Draco informed me, once I sat next to him, he then looked at me curious, "Where have you been? You're later. I'm sure owls were going to be sent after you"
I smiled at him, "Nothing, I just overslept" I really didn't want to talk about the Quirrell and Voldemort ordeal. I just wanted to think about it all. I then looking away to the Gryffindor table I saw Hermione, Ron and Harry. They seemed to be getting bombarded with questions more so than I was.
Then in walked in Dumbledore. Making everyone quiet. Once at the front of the room, he began to give a speech, "Another year gone!" He says cheerfully, "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink out teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully, your heads are a little fuller than they were to start with..." He chuckled as he went on, "Now, you'll have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before next year starts..." Crap, I've got to go home. "... Now as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, the points stand as thus: In fourth place Gryffindor with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Huffllepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw with four hundred and nine; Slytherin with four hundred and twelve."
A loud cheer erupted around me, I couldn't help but chuckle, hearing the table come to life, with everyone chanting, cheering and stomping the ground.
"yes, yes, well done, Slytherin" Dumbledore praises us, the table then went quiet, tough I'm sure everyone of us could feel the pride glowing from the table, "However, recent events must be taken into account"
I felt the tables pride dwindle, as murmurs erupted from all four tables. What events? Is he going to talk about what happened with the stone? Please don't please don't.
"Ahem" Dumbledore said, quieting the hall, "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see." He paused looking over the Gryffindor table, "Yes, first to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess, Hogwarts has seen, I award fifty points" The table became loud with happiness, quieting when he went on, "Hermione Granger, for the use of cool logic in the face of a fire. I award Gryffindor house, fifty points"
I looked over at the table, in time to see Hermione bury her face in her arms. The table was jumping up and down. They now were tied with Slytherins. I could sense the dread around me as the Slytherin table was aware what was going to happen next.
"Third, to Potter" Said Dumbledore, "For pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house, sixty points" The hall explodes, mostly with Gryffindors screaming and cheering, as they had four hundred and seventy-two points- more than Slytherin. I felt my heart drop. But I was happy at the same time.
"Fourth -" The cheering stopped cold, as Dumbledore looked in my direction, please don't. "To Miss. Amber Rose Ravenclaw. Being ahead of us all, being cunning, brave and quick witted, for knowing the truth, doing what was right, even on her own. Facing a great enemy, winning and saving a life in the process." I felt embarrassed, as I felt eyes on me, "I award Slytherin house, sixty points." The hall erupts once more, now the two houses were tied, once again.
"Do we both win" Draco questioned, he then looked to me, "What happened?" I shrugged, not really wanting to answer.
Dumbledore held up his hand, as he looked over us all, eyes shining. Once the hall was quiet, he spoke "There are all kinds of courage, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. " He smiled, looking at the Gryffindor table, I looked over at the table, who is he going to award points to? "I therefore, award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom" My eyes dashed to the chubby cheeked boy, whom was grinning. What? That fool? I laughed softly, to myself, I guess that's alright.
After the feast I had walked slowly towards the commons room. Sitting on a couch, staring into the green flames. Contemplating on going home. I really didn't want to. Eventually, I had gotten up and packed all of my bags. Capone was laying on my stomach, as I laid in bed. I was filled with dread. I couldn't bear looking at my parents faces again. Not seeing the affection they once had for me. Not even being looked at by my mother, and my father whom looked upon me with disgust. I laid in my bed, soon drifting to sleep.
The next morning, in the great hall, we had gotten our marks for our exams. Draco had snatched mine away from me, before I could look through it.
"How the hell did you get trolls on everything?" He questioned, with shock. Causing me to rip the paper from his hand, seeing I had all O's, except the one E that was in astronomy, as expected, since I had to redo the exam, falling asleep during the actual one.
I glared at Draco, playfully, "You don't joke about my grades, how you do anyways?" instead of answering he handed over his grades. He was nearly perfect also, no shocker, he was one of the smartest people I've met. He had only three E's in charms, herbology and history of magic, "Not bad" I stated handing back his grades.
He shrugged, "I'll need to do better next term, my father won't want me to repeat these grades" I felt empathetic for him. I knew exactly what it was like not meeting, or just barely missing the expectations set by parents. I'm sure if they were to ask about them, they'd blow up about the on E, and make me recite the entire lesson all summer.
"I can relate" I mumbled, I got up from my table, patting his shoulder, "I'll be right back I want to see how Ava did" I stated as I walked towards the Ravenclaw table.
Ava looked up at me, smiling, "How'd you do?" She questioned, hiding her grades against her chest.
"I got an E in astronomy, I'm sure if I hadn't fell asleep during the actual exam I would've O'd it" I informed her.
"No way" A familiar voice behind me retorted, I saw the faces of Ava and the two girls she was sitting with seem struck with awe. Turning to face the tall, good looking Hufflepuff, Cedric.
I smiled, "way, I fell asleep, had to beg just to get a second chance." I informed him, "How'd you do anyways?" he was a sensible and sharp student, from what I understood, during the evenings we studied in the library.
"decent, three O's, two E's, one P, and the rest are A's. Thanks for helping me with potions, and charms, got O's because of you" He chuckled, "Next year, we'll have to go over history of magic, if you're alright with that?" He questioned, with an eyebrow raised.
Smiling lightly I nodded, "Sure, I'm always up to educate"
"Sounds like a plan, later Raven" He says, then he walks away I presume to his own table, or housemates.
When I turned back to Ava, she had a strange look, I couldn't quite make it out. A few moments into the staring, I just rolled my eyes and walked away, leaving the great hall, being joined by Draco and his well rounded friends. As we went back to the Slytherin commons to get our bags, and get going to the train. As it would begin loading people up soon.
On the way to the train, it was quite melancholy, kids excited to go home. I just couldn't bring myself to be as happy. I looked over at another boat, where Hermione, Harry and Ron were. Noticing Harry seemed to be as unhappy about going home as well. Loading on to the train, I ended up sitting with Draco and his two minions. They talked about going home, the first things they'd each do once they were home.
I was sure all I'd do was read, avoid family and send letters, to my friends. Both Draco and Hermione would be more often then Harry, Ron and Cedirc. I then went thinking about the diary, I'll probably chat with Tom more often then anyone. I haven't told him what's happened the other day. With Quirrell and Voldemort. Or the reflection. What would Voldemort hold the diary, anyway? What was with the reflection? Could Lord Voldemort and Tom Riddle have known each other? I suppose fifty years ago, Voldemort would've been in school, right? How old was he anyways?
"Amber" Draco says, calling me out of my thoughts, when I looked at him he smiled, "If you want I can talk to my parents about letting you come over for some time? Get away from your folks and all."
I smiled sweetly, he was a real kind heart, when he wanted to be, I shook my head, "That's nice, but I wouldn't want you, or your family suffering for whatever were to happen, surely, my parents would do something, terrible, but I appreciate the concern." Looking out the window, I saw we were nearly at the train platform, "I'll be back, I'm going to start my good byes" I informed him, getting up and walking out of the room, I journeyed looking for three or four different people. First coming across Lilly's room, I saw she was sitting with her roommates and a random Ravenclaw.
They were talking about muggle things, or that's what I presumed. When I had opened the door they all looked up at me. I looked at Lilly.
"Hey, I wanted to wish you a good break, yeah, I'll write you often" I informed her, she smiled nodding. Then I shut the door looking for the next person, or persons whom I wanted to wish a good bye. As I walked down the cart, to the next I soon found an unwanted room. That had, Parkison in it, along with my other roommates. They had seen me open the door.
Daphne was the only one that seemed to be alright by my presence. "Sorry wrong room" I went to close it, when Pansy opened her pug little face and began yapping.
"Who the bloody hell let you out of your cage?" She demanded, I gave a soft smile.
I looked at her, smiling, "Funny I was about to ask the same thing, but was being polite person. I didn't want to come off as a yapping mutt"
She glared at me, "Why are you so obsessed with me?" She demanded, going on, "isn't it enough you sleep in the same room as me, and follow me to classes, you don't need to be here, stalker." I wanted to laugh at her accusations. How ridiculous they were.
"Well, you know Pansy, I've never been around a dog before. Curious, what would stop the yapping quicker; the silencing charm, or throwing you into a blazing pit of fire?" I responded quickly, "I personally think, I'd rather watch you burn, at least then you won't be able to yap at me anymore. So, much more peaceful, I think." I smiled softly at the thought. Shutting the door then walking away to find Hermione.
Thankfully I had found Hermione, sitting with the usual two boys, Ron and Harry. When I opened their door Hermione got up, and hugged me pulling me into the compartment.
"Harry says you saved him, that you were there first" She stated, smiling softly.
I shrugged, "I thought If I had gotten to the stone quickly, I could move it somewhere else, or take on Quirrell. I did alright I think. Up until he managed to get me tied up" I then looked at Harry, "Surely, if it weren't for you showing up and keeping him distracted, I wouldn't have been able to cut through the ropes." I smiled a thank you at him.
He nodded, "Thank you, for saving me."
"I'd hope someone would do the same for me" I stated simply, sitting back as I added, "Also, anything to get rid of Quirrell and Voldemort, they've been nothing but a pain in my butt" I sighed, recalling to each interaction with them, But I don't think Voldemort is fully gone. He's to smart to die just like that. Then the three of them went on talking, as I ended up in my mind. How did he end up on the back of Quirrlls head anyways? What kind of spell or curse is capable of putting a face, or soul onto a body already with a soul? It must be a type of dark magic. I then looked at Harry, he was looking out the window, seemingly deep in his own thoughts. why did their shared body, burn whenever Harry touched it? It didn't look like Harry knew what was going on. Could he have been just gifted in burning Voldemort? Or perhaps he was protected? Whatever it was, it seemed Harry and Voldemort could hurt each other.
I eventually said my goodbyes to the three, wishing them a good summer and promising to write to Hermione often. Then went back to the compartment I had shared with Draco and his friends. They weren't there, but their belongings were. Must've gone to get changed out of their robes.
Pulling my little bookbag, I quickly got changed, into a mid thigh, blue and grey wool-silk blend skirt, with a plaid pattern. With a light weight neon blue, cami top, with buttons in the back. It had wide shoulder straps and a sweet hear neckline. Just as I had finished buttoning the shirt from behind, that was when Draco and his friends returned. I then put on my cashmere and wool jacket. It was so soft, blanket-like. Capone had jumped up crawling into on of the the front pockets. We all than sat down. Talking about some extra classes we'd want to take next year.
We would all have to take the main core classes again; transfiguration, charms, potions, history of magic, defense against the dark arts, herbology and astronomy. Still couldn't take some of the more interesting classes; care of magical creatures or study of ancient runes. We wouldn't be able to till we were in third year. I couldn't take alchemy till sixth year. Sadly, however it wouldn't stop me from studying it.
Soon our conversations were stopped as we rushed off the train, we were here. Platform 9 3/4. I let out a sigh once walking off the train, Crabbe and Goyle ran off, to their parents I presumed. While I waited for my sister, with Draco, whom wasn't in a rush to find his father.
"I'm going to try out for quidditch, are you?" Draco questioned, starting a conversation while we waited.
I let out a huff of air, of disgust and laughter. I felt my should tense at the thought of playing quidditch, "I don't think so" I then looked to him, tilting my head smiling, "I'll cheer you on however, so as long as you don't fall off of your broom"
He gave a cocky smile, "Yeah, me fall off never. I'm not an utter cluts." Then in a different, more thoughtful tone he added, "I'd appreciate the support"
"Draco, there you are." A hoarse voice, behind Draco greeted. Looking at the person, whom the voice belonged to, I saw Lucius Malfoy, Dracos father. He was pale alike Draco, with pale blond hair and grey eyes. Lucius had a walking stick, with a snake head on the top. He looked from his son to me, " , I've read, and heard of you being sorted into our house. I welcome the bright mind" He stated, as his cold grey eyes studied me.
I dipped my head in a greeting, " , it's a pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance, Draco has spoke zealously about both you and your mother" I lied a bit, Draco hadn't spoke zealously about his parents, aside of using his father as a threat towards others. Other than that I had the impression his father was like mine. An embodiment of wealth and influence in the world; being ruthless, and taking great pride in his aristocratic stature.
"Has he now?" Lucius questioned, raising an eyebrow, as if wondering, questioning my honesty. I nodded. Hoping he'd buy it, his face went back to being neutral, "Well, I'm glad my son has chosen an equally, superior witch to be friend. Anyways, we must be going now. We will see you at the banquet at Ravenclaw manor." With that he left, Draco looked to me with a look saying goodbye. I gave him a smile as he left.
"Shesh, you get around you know?" I looked to the familiar face and voice of Ava, I raised an eyebrow for her to explain, "First, you make friends Harry Potter, Cedric Diggory and not just Draco Malfoy but his father seems to have strong liking towards you, as does Dumbledore and Snape, who exactly aren't you charming?" He voice was bitter.
I tilted my head, "Our parents, for starters, and I'm not charming anyone. Harry became a friend, due to Hermione Granger, she was a mutual friend then Harry and I became friends. Draco and I are in the same house, he was one of the first people I've made friends with, Cedric and I had detention together, I tutored him. Snape and Dumbledore treat me like everyone else that has gotten good marks, as for Dracos father, I was being respectful. If I was anything else, that would just cause problems for Draco." I retorted.
She rolled her eyes, "Whatever, come on I see our ride." She replied, walking past me. I followed behind her. What the bloody hell is wrong with her?