"Anna!" I heard someone call me, as we walked out of the tower. I turned to see who it was, only to realize it was the last person I wanted to see at that very moment, Sirius Black.
"Black." I replied in annoyance, as the ladies and I stood there, they looked at me in question, probably wondering if they should stick around or not.
"Annamarie, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of my friends and I for making that stupid bet. I would also like to start over with you. Start over if you will." He said, ignoring the ladies and Grisha, who in turn, rolled her hazel eyes at him impatiently.
The finally growing annoyed and tired of his idiocy, the ladies began walking away, slowly, making their way towards the Great Hall.
"Black, do you honestly expect me to fall for the rubbish flying from your mouth? Listen, I have better things to do then stand around in the halls listening to your nonsense." I retorted, annoyance clear in my voice.
"B-but Anna I-I thought you... I thought you liked me." He said, arrogance clear in his voice.
"You know what I accept the apology from your friends, what I don't accept is your apology. Why? Because I honestly think you are sorry at all, you're only sorry you got caught. So, as to answer you second question, I want you to stay as far from me as possible. As for the other comment, well, you answered that yourself, I liked you, I no longer do. This ordeal only served to make me realize how much of an arrogant knob you truly are. I don't even want you breathing in my direction, for what its for. Is that clear enough for you, Black?" I asked him, pushing past him to make my way towards the Great Hall.
When I did push past him and made my way to catch up to Grisha and the ladies; they were laughing when I finally caught up with them.
"So, I take it you forgave James, Remus, and Sirius?" Lily asked with a giggle.
"Actually, I only forgave James and Remus since they're not directly involved. Sirius can go suck a quill pen, for all I care. Frank and Arthur tried to talk them out of wagering but I'm guessing they didn't listen, anyway, I was never mad at them, just at Sirius. So, Lily can go back to making goo-goo eyes at her Jamie-poo." I said, walking ahead of them to avoid the other questions; as we slowly made our way towards the corridor leading to the Great Hall.
I was about to step into the Great Hall when suddenly I was yanked back and pushed roughly into one of the old stone walls. My head snapping back when my back hit the wall with such force I began to see black spots cloud my vision.
I blinked twice before I realized who had shoved me into the stone wall. Sirius Black, stood before me, a vicious sneer on his face, as he tried to lean in for a rough kiss, that was before I moved my face to the side, too woozy to do anything else. Even fight him off.
"Hey! Get off of her you, arsehole." I heard a voice, I recognized as Lucius, say as he pulled Sirius off me. I fell to the floor in a heap unbalanced as everything began to spin awkwardly, as I felt his weight being lifted off my body.
"Sirius? What have you done to Anna? What has gotten into you? Snap out of it, mate." James commanded shocked, as he and Remus struggled to hold him back. Suddenly as if something snapped, the crazed, glazed-over look he held in his eyes was gone, someone was behind this. Someone had to be. Sirius was usually calm, he hardly ever did things without reason.
"Anna? Annamarie? Are you alright? What's wrong with her? Does she need to go to the hospital wing?" A voice asked from beside me. "Why isn't she answering? What did you do to her, Black?" The familiar voice demanded.
"He shoved her onto the wall. I think she bonked her head, rather hard. Let's take her to the infirmary." Lucius murmured.
"No, look she's coming to. Wait don't move her. She could be really hurt." James said.
I shook my head to clear it, before I answered. "Someone is-someone is behind this...someone is..." I gasped, as I felt my eyes glaze over and I was pulled into a vision.
Vision:
Black, all I saw was darkness. A distorted voices talking angrily. A loud smack was heard. Glass breaking.
I snapped out of it a few seconds later. I felt tension as my eyes snapped back open to the present. Tom, was now kneeling in front of me, a worried expression etched on his face.
"Anna? Annamarie, are you alright? Hey, can you hear me?" he asked as he pulled me into a sitting position before he pulled me to my feet unsteadily, and into his arms, protectively.
"I- I think so. I-I am not entirely sure what happened." I said truthfully, "We need to go into the Great Hall, now. Meet me out here after dinner. I need to tell you something important that I found out about two weeks ago. I need you to be open minded about what I am about to tell you." I said as we walked into our houses' tables for dinner.
Apparently in the time the entire debacle lasted a couple of minutes, no one saw or heard what happened. I felt a few people stared my way as everyone stared at us, Grisha and the girls were tense as we all sat down on the table. The tension could be cut with a knife, and on top of that my head had begun to pound uncomfortable, I felt as if I had my owl Cleo trying to peck my brains out.
It was almost unbearable, I had only eaten a small portion of my food when I felt my stomach begin to churn uncomfortably, so much so that I ended up pushing my plate aside, feeling uncomfortable at the sensation. Unable to bare it anymore I stood up and walked briskly towards the hospital wing.
Madam Noelle, was sitting by her desk, reading a potions book. I had barely stumbled through the door when I felt my now pounding head's pain begin to intensify. The professor quickly stood up from her desk , and quickly to steady me on my feet, as my vision began to distort, quickly helping me to one of the cots in the wing.
"Miss. Riel, what's wrong? You look as pale as one of the ghosts that roam the castle. Is it the same thing as yesterday, dear?" She asked, concerned.
"No... Oh, no. It isn't. I-I..." I moaned, barely able to talk from the intense pain I felt, the back of my eyes were now beginning to pulsate in pain, and my body was beginning to feel as if I had been put threw a brutal beating.
"Then what is wrong, Annie, dear?" she asked flabbergasted.
The door to the wing suddenly burst open, as the pain intensified. I heard footsteps rushing into the wing as I felt myself sink into unconsciousness. With the pain mostly gone, I could tell I was out and who knew when I would wake up, it could be weeks, if not the least, days.
I looked around only to realize that I was back in the King's Cross Station or a rather clean corridor at Hogwarts. It looked white, much too white. Cleaner though, somehow.
"A-am I dead?" I gasped out loud, horrified.
"No, you're not, sweetheart." A woman said, her long curly hair that was placed in a large thick braid, that reached her waist.
Her robes being a combination of royal blue, crimson red and emerald green with a golden lining on top, and wore a black hooded one under that one.
"W-who a-are y-you?" I asked, wondering who it could possibly be. Their faces seemed like I had seen them once, somewhere before.
"I am Lucia Marie Mac Laggen-Riel. I am your-" She said, as realization dawned on me.
"Mother?! You're my mom?" I gasped out, feeling my blue green eyes widen at her.
"Yes, my darling angel, I am your mother." She confirmed , giving me a familiar watery smile.
She was beautiful, her bluish-grey eyes shimmered as she smiled at me. I wondered what my father looked like. I almost cried when I realized we weren't alone, there on the side of my mom was, a handsome man. He had greenish-blue eyes that shined as he smiled, his blonde hair was wavy but cropped short, and he had a tall, broad, muscular build.
"D-dad?" I whimpered, my lips trembling.
"My little Sophia Marie." He said, pulling me into a tight hug.
I felt as if a weight had been pulled off of my shoulders even for a moment. I honestly didn't want to go back. But I knew that the future would disappear my Tom would die the horrible death I had seen, in a future where he gave into the Dark Arts.
My mom gave me a knowing smirk, and looked over to my father, sharing a look with him before they turned back to me. My father stepped behind my mother hugging her to him.
"We brought you here for a reason, Sophia, darling." My mother said, sighing before she continued, knowing it was probably something I needed to know.
"Yes, we did." My father said, agreeing with my mother.
"You see long ago, just after you father and I married, a prophecy came to be known, one so horrifying that the witches and wizards of our age feared it to be them. One which said that a child would one day unite a bond that was broken, would one day be mended between two houses that fought and broke apart." She explained as best as she could.
"What is so horrifying about that?" I asked, confused.
" You and an heir solely of Slytherin, will marry. You both have to defeat a dark force that shall rise." She finished.
"How do you know it is me?" I asked, unbelievingly.
"We know its you. You see, your grandmother, Sophia May Arile- Mac Laggen, was originally from the Ravenclaw bloodline. She met your grandfather, Ariel Mac Laggen, who happened to be the original heir to Gryffindor. They fell in love and married. Seeing as you are brilliantly intelligent, have a sharp mind, wise beyond your years, creative when need be, clever above else and witty as heck you are definite part of the Ravenclaw bloodline. Yet you are also daring, courageous, nerving like Gryffindor, and cunning when need be, and resourceful like Slytherin. Last, but not least you are dedicated to anything and everything you want, you are patient and loyal to those who are loyal to you, and you value and are hard working." My mom said, sitting down on a white pew.
"So, you're saying that I am part Scottish, part Irish and part English?" I asked in wonder.
"I always thought I was just from England I mean the nuns in the orphanage always told me that I was born in Wales." I mused, sitting down next to her.
"My mother, Genica Marie Baker, was a part of the Hufflepuff bloodline, not an heir but indirectly in the bloodline if that makes sense. My father, Ariel James Riel, was a part of the Slytherin bloodline indirectly of course. That is why the sorting hat had such a hard time sorting you. You have a trait to most if not all of the houses in Hogwarts. Your Aunt Grisha, was born a month before you were, nobody knew you were on the way. We hid you, out of fear and for your safety." He said, his eyes clouding over, pain showing in them.
"Good to know. I'm sorry to say that it still doesn't answer why am I here." I said, looking at the both them in the eye, expectantly.
"My part of the family were seers and dreamers, meaning we could see and tell, or predict the future. The Ravenclaw part. The Gryffindor part means you will soon be able to transfigure yourself and others alike. A metamorphmagus. The Hufflepuff part would be you being a great cook, and great for food related charms and are compassionate as well." My dad explained, looking at me before he continued. "Last, but not least you are a Parseltongue and beyond spectacular in Legilimency and Occlumency." My father finished.
"You are destined to do great things, powerful things, my darling daughter. The blood that runs through your veins is so, so precious people would kill for it. You must remember that we didn't die in vain. Alexei might have killed us but we managed to kill him too. You are safe for now. There will always be someone who tries, but fails, to hurt you. You must remember that good will always triumph over evil. No matter what, never give up hope, for hope will always give you strength to come out a victor." He said, rubbing my back.
"I want you to know, my darling that we have never, nor will we ever leave you alone. If you decide to marry Tom, if it makes you happy we will be with you, behind you supporting you." My mom said grabbing my hand. She suddenly pulled out a small pouch, it was velvet and blue.
She handed it to me, "This is a family heirloom, in it, it contains three things. My engagement ring, and both of our wedding rings, along with this." She said as she pulled out a necklace that held a star shaped medallion with webbing all around a large heart-shaped sapphire.
"This is our family crest. Your father and I created it a month before we were killed, this is enchanted to protect you and only you, along with your loved ones. As long as you wear this you are safe. Your seeing abilities will enhance in time, don't fret I will always try to help you. Even from here my little Sophie." My mother said, tears gathering in her bluish gray eyes.
"You have made us proud, we love you very much, angel." My father whispered as he crushed me to him, holding me in a safe embrace.
"Until next time my dear, it is time for you to head back. Back to Tom and your loved ones, who love and miss you very much." My mom said, smoothing my hair down and giving me one last hug.
I felt as if I being sucked back into something. My body felt as if it were floating then suddenly just like that I was back in the hectic hospital wing in Hogwarts.
Arguments could be heard, and I could feel the tension in the room as I peeked through my lashes.
"Madam Noelle, it has been three days, what could possibly be going on? Isn't there anything that has changed about her condition? Her breathing? The pasty white, ghostly pale skin she's had since she passed out?" Tom asked, from what I could hear I had been out for three days?!
Thanks a lot mom and dad. I thought sarcastically.
"Nothing has changed Tom, Headmaster Dippet said that she is to stay here until she wakes or shows signs of worsening in her condition. I she does however, get worse, I am afraid she will have to be moved to St. Mungo's." She said, her voice sounding just as tense as her.
"Oh! For Merlin's sake! She got a concussion when Sirius Black through her at the stone wall! She has been out cold since! What could it possibly be?" He snapped at her.
I winced as I sat up on the bed, feeling how sore my body truly was. I made a noise hoping to call their attention to me, and for them to realize that I was awake again. I grabbed my wand, enchanted a paper to be shaped into a bird at flight. I made it fly out the door and land on Madam Noelle's desk right outside the door. I heard as both of them gasped and ran into the wing, right to where I sat.
"Well, look who finally noticed I was awake." I said, raising an eyebrow at Tom before turning to nod my head towards Madam Noelle.
He in turn rolled his eyes at me and half smiled before turning towards her. "Madam Noelle?" He asked.
"Yes, Mr. Riddle?" She asked him exasperated, her back turned to him.
"I would like to apologize for acting like an idiot. I let my worry for Anna cloud my better judgement." He said looking down at his feet.
"It's been an incredibly tense past three days, Mr. Riddle. I can only imagine what you have been feeling." She said, as she brought me a mending potion.
"I was out the entire weekend?" I asked them, shocked, taking the potion with my hands.
"Basically, plus one more day. It is now Tuesday." Tom explained.
"Oh. Well I am better now. What time is it?" I asked him, my stomach rumbling hungrily.
"It's six in the morning. Professor Dippet said, you should stay here until tomorrow just so we know everything is alright with you." He said.
"No, thank you, I am fine. I'd rather not get behind on school work. Besides I am starving." I said, feeling my stomach begin to grumble painfully under my hand.
"When was the last time you've eaten? Showered maybe?" He asked me, in wonder.
I stared back at him in wonder. Thinking about it now, I hadn't eaten anything since lunch Friday afternoon. Showered since Friday morning and slept well since Monday. That is just putting it lightly but I wouldn't say anything to him.
"Let's see... I haven't showered since Friday morning. Why do I stink?" I asked, looking wide-eyed at him. He chuckled and shook his head 'no'. "and I haven't eaten since lunch time on Friday..." I finished, checking to see if I forgot something.
"So, you didn't eat any dinner after the entire shit fest that Sirius Black caused?" He asked, a scowl forming on his lips before he scoffed and shook his head angrily.
"I did start to but as soon as I did my stomach began to churn, and I got this head splitting headache. I couldn't stand it. It got worse as I reached here. My vision started burning, my body began to ache uncontrollably, I believe that just before I lost consciousness, it hurt so much that after I passed out, I hallucinated or dreamt or whatever. I-I think I saw my parents." I said, sounding confused.
"Really? Then what bloodline are you? Are you a muggle-born, half-blood, or pure-blood?" He asked surprised, confused, eager, and excited at the same time.
I wasn't sure how to feel about his reaction at all. It came between shock and worry.
"Pure-blood. My bloodline, however, is really complex. So much so that I would need to show you it so you understand me. But I cannot do that yet. I have to show you quite a lot. So much so that I don't think it is believable." I said, rubbing my hands together in nervousness.
"What is so complicated that you have to use your gift to tell me?" Tom asked, confused, shocked, and eager. Again, his reaction surprised me.
I sighed and grabbed is hand into both of mine, focusing on thinking solely about when my mother and father explained to my about being the direct and indirect bloodline of each of the houses.
"Your grandmother, Sophia May Arile- Mac Laggen, was originally from the Ravenclaw bloodline. She met your grandfather, Ariel Mac Laggen, who happened to be the original heir to Gryffindor. They fell in love and married. Seeing as you are brilliantly intelligent, have a sharp mind, wise beyond your years, creative when need be, clever above else and witty as heck, you are definitely a big part of the Ravenclaw bloodline. Yet you are also daring, courageous, nerving like Gryffindor, and cunning when need be, and resourceful like Slytherin. Last, but not the least you are dedicated to anything and everything you want, you are patient and loyal to those who are loyal to you, and you value working hard just like Hufflepuff." The woman said, sitting down on a white pew.
I then focused on my father's explanation:
"My mother, Genica Marie Baker, was a part of the Hufflepuff bloodline, not an heir but indirectly in the bloodline if that makes sense. My father, Ariel James Riel, was a part of the Slytherin bloodline indirectly of course. That is why the sorting hat had such a hard time sorting you. You have a trait to most if not all of the houses. Your Aunt Grisha, was born a month before you were, nobody knew you were on the way. We hid you, out of fear and for your safety." He said, his eyes clouding over, pain reflecting off his eyes.
I dropped his hand, and looked up at him. I felt an unsettling feeling began to make its way up from my stomach to form a ball in my throat. I felt myself begin to get a cold sweat a I braced myself for Tom's reaction. I already knew he would be needing time, that is when he snapped out of it; dropping my hand as if it burned him, abruptly stood from his seat and left without another word to me or a backwards glance.
"Annie?" Madam Noelle said, a guarded expression on her face as she poked her head into the wing.
I looked over to her, tears sliding down my face, as I sniffled, waiting for her to continue.
"Annie, I just spoke to Headmaster Dippet, he said that if you are feeling well enough you can head on out of here and go to your classes, but if you begin to feel any sort of pain, you are to report back here immediately." She said, eyeing me.
"I feel better than I did Friday when I got here. Would it be alright if I used the shower here?" I asked her. She smiled in response and pointed towards the door that was near the exit.
"Would you like me to get your uniform and cloak and have them pressed?" She asked me.
I nodded in response as I stood from the cot. As I made my way towards the bathroom, I felt the soreness of being still for a long period of time hit me. I made into the bathroom, quickly undressed and got into the shower, flashes of hot and cold water hit me before I adjusted the temperature to the right now.
I felt my sore muscles begin to slowly relax as I felt the water run down my body. I slowly washed my hair, then my sore body. I got out quickly, dried myself and slipped on my uniform and cloak. I ringed the water out of my hair, and quickly put it up in a braided fishtail ponytail. I then quickly made my way out of the bathroom with my nightgown, quickly sent it to my room, nobody knew that I knew how to apparat, not even Tom. I plan to keep that secret to myself for as long as possible. It was only half past seven, I quickly left after thanking Madam Noelle for watching over me, as I rushed down to the Great Hall I ran into Grisha and the girls.
"Annie!" Lily screeched as she saw me, pulling me into a tight hug, knocking the wind right out of me.
"Lil... I c-ant...br-breatheee..." I gasped out, hugging her back.
Alice, Lily, Molly and Grisha surrounded me and pulled me into a group hug. I laughed once we let go of each other. Looking and taking in all of their expressions, as I did so. Alice, and Frank who sat next to her, had pleased expression, Lily a relieved one, Molly and Arthur were smirking at me, while Grisha's expression only said she was amused by something behind us.
I turned to see a sheepish looking James, Remus slowly approaching us while Sirius Black trailed behind him, a guarded expression on his face, with a nervous looking Peter Pettigrew, practically trembling from head to toe. I smiled at James and Remus.
"Hi guys! What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?" I asked, looking at Molly in question.
"N-no. W-we just wanted to... a-apologize. F-for what S-Sirius did to y-you." James stuttered.
"Really now? Why would you apologize, Jamie? You wouldn't happen to be the one who made him do all of that, would you?" I asked, raising my eyebrow at him.
"No, we just feel bad. We had told him to leave you alone, but he started acting weird and we hadn't seen him since Friday after lunch. Not even in our usual classes." James explained.
"Good to know. Anyways, what's done is done, let the last be the past. We can't change the past but we can hope for a better future." I said, giving them a smile before I turned to go into the Great Hall for breakfast. I walked in and made my way down to sit down on the right side of the table, making sure that I gave my back to the Slytherin table. I heard the group behind me, and sit around me. Arthur had already sat down, waiting for us all.
"Annie? What is going on with, Riddle? He seems to be looking worriedly over at our table. Did you two have a fight or something?" Grisha whispered once she sat down next to me.
"I'll tell you later, when we get to our room." I whispered back, as I began to fill my plate.
"So, what is going on between you and Riddle?" Molly asked, as she sipped her juice.
"Molly, if you want to know you'll have to wait until later in our room..." I said loud enough for her to hear.
"Annie, how are you feeling? I heard you had an accident on Friday and were in the hospital wing all weekend." Violet Brown, a Gryffindor asked, from across the table.
"I am feeling much better now thanks, Vi. Do you happen to know what we did for our classes yesterday?" I asked her, looking back at my plate as I finished my pancakes, and apple juice.
"Um, actually yesterday for most of our classes we just did a review. Transfiguration we just tried to turn a pocket watch into a small mammal, and vice versa. Relax we were all given a small mouse." She said.
"Really? I guess with my studying I can take it easy for a bit, since I have been studying extremely hard since the beginning of this and last year." I said, smiling slightly.
The guys in our group guffawed once and looked back down at their plates.
"I know, maybe we should have like a groups study thing, you know. We can each study our strong point and help each other in the area's we need help in." I suggested.
We all agreed, but since I had all passing grades all if not most of my classes, they all began making fun of me, saying that I could probably help them with my eyes closed.
The day passed rather quickly, we were now in DADA with Professor Merrythought and I was rather tired. My head was beginning to throb again.
Professor Merrythought was explaining what position to get into the correct position for a duel, and some defensive and offensive spells.
"You guys of course should already know some of these since you were thought first and second year. Now, who would like to volunteer?" She asked.
I raised my hand, the dizzy spell coming back again, I unsteadily raised my hand as I tried to stand, "Pr-professor? C-can I please go see M-Madam No-Noelle?" I asked shakily.
"Oh, my dear girl, you look like you've seen a ghost!" She said,
"I resent that." Sir Nicolas said popping his head in from the wall.
"Oh, hush you!" The professor said before she turned toward us.
"Would anyone please care to assist Miss. Riel to the hospital wing? No? Well I guess I'll volunteer one of you then..." She said, her eyes practically popping out of her head.
"Can you walk my dear?" She asked, as I took a deep breath and shook my aching head slowly wincing as I did so.
"Mr. Potter would you mind helping Miss. Riel to the hospital wing?" She asked James who happened to be the one sitting next to me at the moment. He nodded his head in response, stood up from his seat. Somewhere in my peripheral vision I saw Tom's jaw clench, grind his teeth, and clenching his fists.
"I hope you feel better dear. The only thing I ask of you is to study for the upcoming O.W.L.S. I wish you all the best of luck since they're next week." She said, as James and I made our way to the hospital wing.
We were both walking down the corridor that led to the wing, when I suddenly felt like the floor was yanked from beneath me, my knees beginning to feel weak.
"Anna? What's wrong? Can you finish walking down the hall of do you need me to carry you?" I heard James ask me worriedly as I held onto the stone wall.
"Can't walk anymore, James. Everything is starting to spin again. My head really hurting now." I mumbled, suddenly feeling really tired again.
"You weigh less than Remus and Sirius. Don't worry, Annie, I'll get you there soon." He said as he lifted me off the ground and made his way towards the hospital wing. I felt as he practically ran to the wing.
I heard a gasp as we entered into the office of Madam Noelle. I felt as they moved me inside the hospital wing, and set me down on a bed.
"I knew I should have forced her to stay here and rest until the end of the week! Headmaster Dippet will have my head for this. I can't believe she is in here again that is the third time in two weeks." Madam Noelle said, disbelievingly.
"Ma'am I don't think she should stay here. I think she should be taken to St. Mungo's Hospital. It could be something really serious that's happening." James said, in a low voice.
"Mr. Potter, I really do think you are right. But how do we get the Headmaster and Professor Dumbledore to agree. It is beyond me. Anyways, please tell your friends that she is in here, just in case she is out for a while again." She said as she dismissed him. I listened as James' footsteps got further and further, then the door closed behind him.
"Annie, I don't know what has been going on with you lately, but I honestly think that you should be in St. Mungo's to get further checked out. A concussion can lead to a coma if not checked properly." She said, as she sat down next to my bed and held my hand.
I lost track of time after that, I let myself sink deeper and deeper into the blackness again. This time I didn't try to fight against it, instead I let myself relax, trying to forget about everything. I didn't know how long I stayed in that condition, but soon after that I began hearing voices again. Only this time, they were near where I was.
I didn't pay attention to what the voices were saying, I suddenly felt my eyes begin to open, and I sat up gasping for air, covered in sweat, so much so I could feel it beading down my forehead.
"Annamarie?" I heard Professor Dumbledore call me. I stared at him unblinkigly, he stood a few feet from the bed I sat on, waiting for him to continue. He walked over to the bed, and stood at the foot of the bed before he continued.
"First thing is first, how are you feeling?" He asked, concern coloring his tone.
"A lot better actually." I said truthfully, looking towards the door, to check what time it is.
"How long has your head been hurting, dear girl?" He asked me.
"The headache started during breakfast, but faded into a little pinprick near the side of my head afterwards. I was feeling alright, right until Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was then that the blinding headache came back. The last thing I remember is James practically carrying me here after I got to dizzy to continue." I explained.
"Ah, yes. Your friend, Mr. Potter, came and told me what had happened after it happened. You had all of your friends worried there for a second." He said, a half smile on his face.
"I feel fine though. I probably should have rested more before going back to class but with the mock O.W.L.S coming up next week I am worried. More than worried about it." I explained.
"From what I know, heard, and have seen. You do need to rest. You are brilliant. Your marks and test scores show so. Rest, my dear, Annamarie, you need more rest than anything else at the moment." He said, patting my hair as he turned and walked out of the room.
"Oh, before I forget. You are to stay here until Thursday, Headmaster Dippet's orders." He said, before he turned completely disappeared.