I looked around the infirmary to see the nurse as always, Madam Pomfrey. She wore garments that looked like they were from the 1700's. I always thought she was to, I should say, picky or mean. She stared at me and said finally.
" I need to check your ribs, they should be fully grown and healthy. You have been here for over months."
She said as she checked my ribs. She pounded on them to find them solid.
" Okay Scarlet, you may go. Be more careful on the quidditch pitch!"
Madam Pomfrey screeched as I walked out of the infirmary. It was great to be out of the place. The hospital smell changed to delightful lavender. I walked to the Great Hall to see smiles upon smiles. I sat next to Isobel at the table as she drank pumpkin juice. I looked at the food in front of me and dug in. Isobel hadn't noticed me until she asked for more juice. She forgot she had magic.
" Oh! Scarlet! Your back! Are you better?"
She asked as she refilled her juice. She loved pumpkin juice. Isobel stared until I answered.
" Yeah Isobel! I'm good! How have you been? I haven't seen you in some time."
I ate my eggs and sausages. The food they gave at the infirmary changed my view on food. I could feel the May breeze as it came through the windows.
" I've been good, I'm failing Charms though. But I'm really good at Divination!"
I didn't like divination much, though Isobel smiled at the thought.
" I heard you got an O on everything! Thats crazy!"
Isobel smiled as we both walked to Charms. Professor Flitwick didn't like Isobel much, since she was failing. I sat next to Isobel as Pansy and Draco sat apart. Cho Chang moved a few desks so she could be farther away from Draco. I understood her.
" It isn't much, can't believe you're surprised!"
I knew all what was happening in Charms, though it was weird to be next to Isobel. I wasn't always with Isobel. Isobel felt like an outsider even, she just wasn't in the picture.
" You missed all testing! Well, it wouldn't affect you really."
We walked down the hall to Transfiguration when my father stopped me.
" Scarlet, can I see you in my office?"
He spoke formally as he walked in front of me. His cloak draped over his back as he walked, the cloth getting more worn than ever. I scuttled behind him as we reached his office. We reached his office and he showed me a piece of paper in a flash. It was my mother's will.
" Your mother left you something…."
He said with a sad frown. He didn't like to talk about mother's death.
I grabbed the paper from his hand and read.
To my beautiful daughter Scarlet,
I have left you my wand and my necklace. My father gifted it to me and I would cherish it as you would. I love you Scarlet.
" Dad, where is her wand?"
He looked to his side and grabbed a wooden box. I opened it to find a wand inside. It wasn't to big or to small, it was perfect. I wielded it, and of course it didn't work.
' I will cherish this until the end, I won't disapoint you mother.'
I thought as my father handed me her necklace. It was turqoise. With large beads and small beads with lining. It was beautiful.
" You should get back to classes, take this with you, they are yours of course."
My father said as he led me out the door. I wore the necklace as I walked outside. I dug through my book bag to find my timetable, I had potions next with Gryffindor.
I walked into my fathers classroom to find myself late.
" Scarlet, please take your seat. We are brewing a Draught of Peace. Since its the end of the year, I've decided to be nice enough and do something easy."
He seemed so calm, when he just talked about my mothers will. I grabbed my cauldron and went to the cupboard to find my ingredients. I looked at my book to see which ingredients I needed.
(1) Powdered moonstone
(2) syrup of Hellebore
(3) powdered porcupine quills
(4) powdered unicorn horn
And I read the instructions carefully.
1. Add powdered moonstone until the potion turns green.
until the potion turns blue.
3. Add powdered moonstone until the potion turns purple.
to simmer until the potion turns pink.
syrup of hellebore until the potion turns turquoise.
to simmer until the potion turns purple.
powdered porcupine quills vigorously until they are ready and then add until the potion turns red.
until the potion turns orange.
more porcupine quills until the potion turns turquoise.
to simmer till the potion turns purple.
powdered unicorn horn until the potion turns pink.
until the potion turns red.
to simmer until the potion turns purple.
more powdered moonstone until the potion turns grey.
the potion to simmer until it turns orange.
more powdered porcupine quills until the potion turns white.
I was one of the first to finish even though I was late. I left the class with a smile.
2 weeks later
George was waiting for me with by his side and Fred also. I walked with my packed trunk and my mother's necklace. I latched onto George and hugged Mrs. Weasley and George. We got into the car and started to go. I was ready to start my summer. My father was beside me as we went.
" George! Pass the butter!"
Ginny whined as George hoarded the butter I laughed as George took it away from Ginny everytime he juked her. I looked at Hermione and Ginny and said.
" Hermione, Ginny, would you come with me for a minute?"
They followed me to the living area.
" What is it Scarlet?"
Hermione asked.
" Will you guys want to be my bridesmaids?"
I asked with a giggle, their faces became delightful.
" Of course! You finally asked!"
Ginny exclaimed as she hugged me tight.
" Yes! I would love to!"
Hermione hugged me to though more subtle.
" I already have a few dresses picked out, though I need your opinion."
I showed them in my bag were three dresses. A lilac with golden trim. A lavender with sparkly pearls, and a raspberry colored one with light pink ruffles. Hermione neared the raspberry like Ginny.
" I like the raspberry one."
Hermione smiled as she held it up, it was very pretty.
" I liked the Lavender, though I think the raspberry is better!"
Ginny nodded and looked at it to. I was happy they weren't arguing. I had picked the dresses out with George before the accident, and I was delighted with their answer. My father watched from the kitchen as we talked about the dresses.