Year One - Chapter 5.
—And how are we going to get into his office?
—We have our secrets.
—It offends me that you don't tell me. —I said as I put my hand on my chest in a dramatic way.
They both laughed and we kept walking until a voice made us stop completely.
—Can any of you tell me what is this trio of Gryffindors doing outside of their classes?
—Professor Snape, we... —Said George.
—We're only accompanying...
—Eileen...
—To her next class. —Fred finished.
—I think she is old enough to go to her classes by herself. You two, —he said as he pointed at Fred and George.— leave right now before I take more points than you have.
They both put a hand on my shoulders as a farewell and walked towards the way we came from, I was afraid to look my father in the eye, so I decided to look at my shoes.
—Well
—What?
—Aren't you going to tell me why you were with those two instead of being in class?
—There's still 10 minutes to go to the next class so I wasn't doing anything wrong...
—Evan.
Oh no, he was really angry, he never used my middle name if he wasn't completely angry.
—Yes, daddy?
He let out a long breath and put his fingers on the bridge of his nose, which he did every time he tried not to get angrier than he already was.
—What class do you have now?
—Oh, um... I don't know, Hermione's the one that has the schedule.
—And why don't you have yours?
—I think I forgot it in the Great Hall.
He sighed again and just looked at me hoping it was a joke, so I started to look at my shoes again.
—Follow me.
I was a little distracted so I didn't react when I said that, I had to run a bit to get to his side. We walked for a few moments, we were going to where the twins and I came from, so I assumed we were heading towards the hall.
—How did your first classes go?
—Herbology was not so bad, it was entertaining, but I hated History of Magic, I fell asleep the whole class.
—I hope you remember what I said last night, I don't want you to have mediocre scores, so I don't know how but you better find a way to stay awake during class.
—I know, I'm sorry, dad.
We kept walking in silence, I don't have the slightest idea where he's taking me, but I don't think it's the hall anymore.
—Where are we going?
No answer, if he's really mad just because I was with Fred and George, I wouldn't want to know how he would be if we had managed to put the dung bombs...
—Severus, what are you doing? I thought you would be in your classroom now.
—I should, but a certain young lady here has no idea what class she has now, so I was trying to find you, McGonagall, I was lucky to find you before you went to your class.
—Well, lucky for you, I have a class with them right now, so do not worry, I will take her to the class.
—Thank you, professor.
And so, without further ado, he kept walking, I couldn't help but feel sad, I was so excited to finally be able to spend more time with him and in less than a day I managed to make him upset. And a lot.
After my father left, McGonagall said something like "just like her" but she said it so softly that I couldn't be sure, although I didn't want to cause any more trouble so I just followed her silently to the classroom. I had to sit at the end, along with Neville, since all the other places were occupied.
When I finally managed to clear my head, I started to pay attention to the class and take notes on what McGonagall was saying, although I didn't understand very well what she was talking about because I wasn't paying attention, second mental note: ask Hermione for the notes.
The class finally ended and Hermione quickly approached me.
—Eileen, why were you late and why were you with professor McGonagall?
—Do you really have to know everything? —I was a little upset, yes, I don't understand that need of hers to be perfect in every aspect, but the moment I saw her sad face, I felt bad for how I answered her. —My father caught us on the way to Quirrell's office.
—I told you it was a bad idea! Your first day here and you're already in trouble.
—Surprisingly, no, I'm not in trouble, he just got mad at me. What do we have now?
—Charms.
We kept walking towards the Charms classroom, while Hermione reviewed everything we had seen in transformations, she loved talking about the classes and I loved not having to copy her notes after so that seemed like a win-win situation.
The rest of the classes passed calmly, as it should be, although Flitwick, the Charms teacher, fainted upon learning that Harry Potter was in his class.
Dinner time came and, contrary to what I thought, I was not so excited, I could not help feeling a little sad, but I did not know why, so I just forced myself to eat a few mashed potatoes and then I walked as fast as I could to my room, to go to sleep.
Seconds passed.
Minutes passed.
And I just couldn't sleep, I didn't understand what it was that I felt in my chest, but I felt very strange.
I decided to get out of bed and go down to the common room, there was no one there anymore and the lights were off, so I assumed it was late. Without thinking, I left the common room without any direction in mind, I just started walking, thinking that maybe it would calm me down.
—You want to miss your classes first, and now you're out of your common room after curfew?
I turned around and saw my father looking at me, disappointment clear in his face, I felt an immense urge to cry so I went to him and hugged him.
—Sorry, I couldn't sleep... I felt weird and I thought that walking would help me, I don't know why but I think it is because I miss being home, I miss being with the Malfoys... I thought I would not feel that way because you would be here but I rarely see you and all I've done was making you mad in the morning, besides I still think you're disappointed in me for being a Gryffindor... I'm sorry, dad.
Tears kept running down my face, with more and more intensity, I heard my father sigh before he bent down to carry me, I hugged him tight around the neck and he started making soft circles on my back with his hand. I did not know where we were going, although I assumed that he would take me back to the common room but I didn't know because I quickly fell asleep on his shoulder.
