Chapter 27
The next week went by rather quickly, and as the Saturday's Quidditch game had been won by Hufflepuff, everyone was growing anxious to know wether the final would be won by Gryffindor or Slytherin.
As Trinity stepped out of the shower on Monday morning, preparing herself for the final week of Hogwarts, she dried her hair and got dressed before heading downstairs into the common room and she was suprised to see both Ginny and Ron already up waiting for her.
"Morning." She stated.
"Morning," Ginny replied.
"Come on!" Ron exclaimed, "if we don't leave now we'll miss breakfast!"
"Did I wake up late?" Trinity asked.
Ginny nodded, "Yeah." She replied, "But don't worry about it, what lessons have you got today?"
"First I have Charms...and then Herbology. What about you?"
"Double Care of Magical Creatures." Ginny replied, "we're moving on from those worms now."
"That's good." Trinity nodded. "Do you have Purebred today?"
Ginny shook her head, "no. That's tomorrow. Apparently, the last Purebred lesson is going to be a shocker."
"What do you mean?" Trinity asked.
"Well, I spoke to George yesturday when Ron and I got back from Hogsmeade, and he said that Umbridge has a...presentation...and a video."
"Porn?" Ron asked.
"No!" Ginny exclaimed. "It's a...life video."
"A life video? Trinity asked.
Ginny nodded, "It's about what mates should be doing. How men should be going to work, and women should stay at home looking after the kids."
Trinity frowned, "what if there are no kids."
Ron cleared his throat, "you won't come across that problem." He replied. "You and Malfoy will be popping them out like bunnies."
Trinity blushed and turned to Ginny, "what about the presentation?" She asked. "What's that about?"
Ginny shrugged, "I'm assuming the same thing."
They quickly finished their breakfasts before making their way towards their first lesson of the day. They quickly sat in their assigned seats and waited for Professor Flitwick to start the lesson.
"Good morning." He greeted, "I've decided to start next years work with you." He smiled, "Legimens and Occulmancy. Now..." As he gave the class a brief introduction and then told them what he wanted them to do, Trinity felt a tingling sensation in her eyes. Thinking it was another vision coming along, she waited...but then she felt as though someone was trying to peek into her mind.
She forcefully pushed them out, and Professor Flitwick fell off his stool, causing the majority of the students - including Draco - to laugh.
"Miss Riddle..." The Professor panted, pulling himself back onto the school. "You have good Occulmency, thank you for being my helpful volounteer - but next time, may I suggest that you're a little less defensive? I don't think Mr. Malfoy would want to end up on the floor." Trinity blushed a little and hid her face behind her hair, "now." The Professor turned his attention to the rest of the class. "In your pairs; make eye contact - that is the most important thing - the student sitting on the left, practice Legilimens - reading minds - and the student on the right, practice Occulmency - blocking them. Once one of you is sucessful, swap over."
Draco and Trinity turned to face each other, staring deeply into each other's eyes.
"Legilimens," Draco whispered. Trinity felt a tingling sensation in her eyes again, but this time it was stronger. Thinking it was Draco trying to read her mind, she pushed against it - but it just came back stronger. She winced slightly, and then felt another feeling. She pushed against it slightly, only for it to come back stronger.
"How can you be in two places at once?" She mumbled, focusing more on pushing the Slytherin out of her mind.
The tingling sensation overcame her, and Trinity was once again on her way towards the library. Someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into the boys' bathroom and just as she was about to scream - a hand covered her mouth. Trinity was roughly pushed against the wall of the bathroom, as she struggled against her captor's hold. A body pushed itself against her back, and the person who had abducted her began to roughly suck on her neck. She tried to push the person away and scream for help, but the hand that had covered her mouth grabbed a fistful of her hair and bashed her head against a mirror - causing it to smash. She was released by her captor, and she fell to the floor. Trinity tried to look up and see the person's face, but her vision was going blurry. Although she could see darkness, Trinity could feel someone ontop of her, ripping and tearing at her clothes. She drew her wand to defend herself, but it was knocked from her hand. The door to the bathroom was suddenly swung open, and Trinity could hear thudding footsteps coming towards her, the person ontop of her stopped what they were doing and quickly got up.
"What do you think you are doing?" A voice drawled.
Trinity then came back to the present, and she immediately covering her eyes - cutting off the mind reading link between her and Draco.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked. Trinity nodded and felt around for her bag, quickly fumbling around for a vial. Once she found it, she drank the liquid, effectively soothing her sore eyes. She opened them and looked up at Draco. "That sounded like Snape." He stated.
Trinity looked down at the desk and shrugged, "yeah, but I still don't know who my attacker is."
"I have a pretty good idea." Draco growled, glaring at Blaize Zabini from across the classroom. Trinity looked down again and turned to face the platinum blonde Slytherin, "my turn." She stated, changing the subject. "I've never done Legilimens before, only Occulancy."
Draco nodded, understanding why she was changing the subject, "just keep focused. Once you've done it a couple of times - it's not that hard."
Annoyed at not being able to do Legilimens, Trinity sulked all the way through Herbology, break and Potions. For her free lesson, she made her way towards the library with Ron to do their day's homework, and to meet Draco to do her Potions questionnaires.
A smokey black cloud appeared infront of the teenagers, and a Deatheater appeared. "Your Uncle wishes to see you." He addressed the raven haired Gryffindor, who nodded.
As Ron was left alone in the corridor, he quickly made his way towards the library - hopeing Ginny or even George would be in there so that he wouldn't have to sit with Malfoy...perhaps Lavender would be there?
It was half an hour into the free when Trinity stepped into the library. She glanced around the tables of students before her eyes settled on a head of Weasley red hair, and a head of platinum blonde. Draco and Ron were arguing, and Trinity sighed as she made her way towards them.
Ron had unfortunately only been able to sit at Malfoy's table, due to the fact that other students had also come to the library and occupied the desks and chairs. They had argued from the moment Ronald had taken one of the two remaining seats.
Trinity walked towards them, silencing their heated argument about Quidditch (which is what she had to talk to them about).
She took a seat and placed her quill and ink, Herbology research sheet and two Potions questionnaires on the table before clearing her throat and silencing the arguing boys.
"Hey Trin." Ron greeted with a smile, "what did your Uncle want to talk to you about?"
Trinity hesitated, "I'm not allowed to be on the Quidditch team anymore."
Ron's mouth fell open, "you tried to persuade him, right?"
Trinity shook her head, sighing, "I don't think my Uncle is easily persuaded, Ron." She replied, "I did say that it was the last match but..." She shrugged to finish her sentance.
"That's a shame." Malfoy stated, smirking. "Now you Gryffindors definately don't have a chance of winning."
Ron went as red as his hair, "your Chasers suck, Malfoy! You might catch the Snitch, but we'll be too many points ahead for it to even count!"
"Oh really?" Draco smirked, "our Keeper hasn't let a single Quaffle or Bludger through the hoops this year - so I have no idea on how you plan to score these points."
Ron growled and clenched his fists. As he opened his mouth to make a comeback - Trinity interrupted, "Madam Pince is coming over." She stated, gesturing towards the angry looking librarian heading their way.
After their lecture from the librarian about being too loud, they quickly finished their homework before heading towards the Great Hall for lunch and then their last lesson - Dark Arts.
"Did you do Snape's essay?" Ron asked, "three parchments' long?"
"Yes." Trinity replied. "Three an a half actually."
Ron sighed, "I did two and a half - I didn't know what to write!" He sighed again, "You'll get Outstanding, Malfoy will get Outstanding, Lav will get Excellent, and I'll get Lacking."
"Lav?" Trinity asked.
"Lavender." Ron replied, blushing slightly.
Trinity smiled as she sat in her assigned seat, pulling out her Dark Arts essay, quill and ink as she did so. Snape walked slowly around the classroom, collecting students homework and reciting their fates.
"Too short, Weasley - detention. Not done, Parkinson - detention. Detention, detention, detention." He reached Trinity and picked up the assigned three sheets of parchment, and then stared at the fourth before collecting it in aswell. "Five points to Gryffindor."
The door swung open, "Malfoy, detention. Do not arrive late to my class again." The Slytherin took his place beside Trinity and handed Professor Snape his four sheets of parchment. "Ten points to Slytherin. You've just saved yourself from detention Malfoy." Snape drawled as he turned away from his favourite student and trudged over towards his desk at the front of the classroom. "Today, we'll be starting our topic for next year." He flicked his wand towards all the windows; shutting the blinds and leaving the classroom in darkness.
Trinity closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the wood of the desk.
"Hexes and protection against them." Snape pressed a button on his projector and the white screen lit up, some infromation was written across it. "Firstly, I'll teach you about protection." He changed the slide to show a list of spells which were used against hexes. "Protego, creates a shield which rebounds hexes and jinxes back onto the attacker. Finite, negates spells and the effect of spells and hexes." He paused to make sure the entire class was paying attention. "And Salvio Hexia. This provides some form of protection against hexes. Riddle used this charm against Parkinson last Winter."
Trinity blushed a little, and could feel some of the students staring at her, she sunk a little in her seat.
"Now for the hexes. If I hear that any of you have used these against another student, you will be seen personally by me...or the headmaster - depending on the damage which you cause." The class remained silent, some waiting patiently and others impatiently for the Professor to continue. "The three unforgivable curses. The Imperius - used to force someone under your control, they will do anything and everything you wish for them to do. The Cruciatus which is used for unimaginable pain and torture to someone's body and mind. The killing curse - Avada Kedavera." Snape pressed another button on the projector, "Sectumsempra - a spell used to violently wound the target. The Conjunctivitus, this causes great pain to the victim's eyes." Snape continued to name different dangerous curses and jinxes, which were used to cause harm to the casters victim, and Trinity sunk lower in her seat. She could feel Parkinson's eyes boring into her back right that second, and she knew it would be Professor Snape's lecture which would lead her to her demise.
As class was dismissed, and dinner was eaten, Ron, Trinity and Ginny headed towards the library to finish their homework. Snape had given then a two page essay to complete on the spells learnt in that lesson and a questionnaire to complete for the lesson that Wednesday.
"I can't believe I have a detention." Ron sighed, "at eight! I have one hour to do this!"
"Just do your questionnaire." Trinity stated, smiling, "You know I always let you copy my essays."
"Thanks Trin." Ron smiled back, and as they pushed their way through the library doors, they saw Kimberly and George sitting at the desk infront of the stained glass window of the moving blue butterflies.
They made their way towards them and took a seat, pulling out their necessary homework pieces as they did so.
"George, I'm really sorry," Trinity began, the eldest Weasley look up, confused. "I'm not allowed on the Quidditch team anymore."
His mouth dropped open, "but it's the last match!" He exclaimed, earning himself a warning glare from Madam Pince. "Who's going to take your place?"
Trinity shrugged, frowning apologetically, "I don't know - I'm sorry, really sorry."
George sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "unless you just play anyway?
Trinity sighed, "If I disobey him he'll probably hex me then and there."
George put his head in his hands before getting to his feet, "I'll find someone to take your place - but you're a reserve, alright?" Trinity nodded slowly. "If your Uncle gets annoyed because of that then I'll talk to him myself." Trinity nodded again and as George left the library followed by Kimberly, the three Gryffindor's sat in silence.
"Is he upset with me?" Trinity asked the two Weasley's.
"Probably." Ron replied honestly, "he's been after the position of Quidditch captain since he was in second year."
Trinity sighed, "I think I should just play." She stated, "But I'm too scared to." She added as a second thought.
"It's alright." Ginny placed her hand on the raven haired girls shoulder, "I'm sure George will find someone else to play. It doesn't matter if they're good or not - Malfoy will injure them so then you can play. Your Uncle did want you to be a reserve in the first place."
Trinity nodded, 'I just hope he doesn't kill me.' She thought.
George had found someone else to play the Seeker position, it was just a shame that the boy looked a little young to be a third year. "Are you sure you're a third year?" The Weasley asked, frowning down at the four foot boy.
"Yuh-huh." He nodded a little too eagerly.
George frowned again, and Kimberly couldn't help but snicker. "You look like a first year." She stated, towering over him, the young boy gulped with fear at the Slytherin and shook his head.
"Can you even ride a broom?" George asked, the little boy replied with a nervous nod of his head.
Kimberly sighed before knealing down before him, "would you be prepared to go up against Draco Malfoy?"
The boy blinked before turning around and running off down the corridor. Kimberly stood up straight and turned to face George, "rule number one - no first years."
"Would you be willing to play for Gryffindor?" He asked, chuckling.
Kim thought about it for a moment, "I can't even ride a broom and I'm afraid of heights." She stated, "other than that...no."
Another day went by, and so did Trinity's first lesson - Divination. She found herself walking in silence with Ron towards Purebred, both of them dreading the 'shocker' lesson with Umbridge.
They parted ways and sat in their designated seats at opposite sides of the classroom; the majority of the students already present.
"Morning, students." Umbridge stated as she stepped into the class. "I have a video for you to watch today."
Someone snorted and there were a few murmurs of: "Porn?"
"This, students, is what life should be like once you have finished Hogwarts." She pressed a button on her projector and the film began to play.
A man and his pregnant wife were standing infront of a house with two children infront of them; a boy and a girl. The man was dressed in a buisness suit and kissed his wife on the cheek and said goodbye to his two children before heading off to work. The wife then ushered the children inside and sat them down at the table, homeschooling them and looking after them.
The film was short, and was over quickly.
"We're not allowed jobs?" Lavender raised her hand and asked.
Professor Umbridge slapped her wand on the wooden lecture podium, "no." She replied, "think of this pure-blood world as traditional now, Miss Brown. Men work, women look after the children." Trinity leant back in her seat, she was feeling tired, and just as she nodded off, Draco nudged her and she shot up in her seat.
"It is traditional to try for children as soon as you are married." Professor Umbridge was saying. "Adultery is a serious crime now, and so is having children out of wedlock."
The Professor babbled on for another fourty five minutes, before class was finally dismissed.
"That wasn't shocking." Ron said as soon as they got outside the classroom.
"That was as boring as ever." Trinity agreed, and as they headed towards the library for breaktime, they were discussing Quidditch.
"I don't think you should risk getting into trouble." Ron stated. "If your Uncle has forbidden you from playing, then you should do what he says - I don't want you to get into trouble; neither does George or the rest of the team."
"If George can't find anyone to fill in my spot," Trinity stated, "Then I'm going to play." Her voice was filled with determination.
Ron sighed, "Just be careful, Trin." He stated. "Try and talk it out with your Uncle. If it comes down to it, then say you won't try out for the team next year."
Trinity sighed, but reluctantly agreed and as soon as break was over, they headed towards Potions, wondering what Professor Slughorn had in store for them for that lesson.
Incredibly sorry for the long-awaited update, but I have just started my second year for my A-Levels -_- I'm not very good timewise either, as you can probably tell/guess I have a heap of homework to finish but I preferred to update for all my lovely readers :)
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