Haven .|. H. J. POTTER✔

Chapter thirty-six

The second Ernie spoke of that name, Haven tensed up. Violent shivers crawled up her spine like claws digging into her bone. Her face paled and her body stiffened up. The smirk that previously plastered her face had fallen.

"Haven?" Harry asked, turning from Ernie to his table partner. He knew what Antonin Dolohov had done to her family. This was why Malfoy had been so tense all day. "Haven, look at me,"

The Hufflepuff girl could barely hear him. Her expression had turned vacant and the look in her eyes could only be described with pure terror - but Harry saw a flame of anger. The same flame he saw so many times before she smothered him with her lips. The only difference in the flame was the aggression Harry saw now. 

While others would take a step back when they saw Haven - or anyone, for that matter - like this, Harry approached. 

"Haven?" Harry asked carefully but he received no response.

All Haven could see was the flash of green light as her mother fell to the ground. The green flash of light that killed Haven's only light in the darkness during those rough months of the war. Her only hold-on, murdered by an arrogant blood-supremacist, who also happened to have killed Haven's father all those years ago. 

Distantly, Haven heard the bell ring, signalling the end of their Potions class. Haven couldn't bother with grabbing her bag. Without even a glance in Harry's direction, she stormed out of the classroom, pushing past the other students. 

Harry was quick to follow her after he snatched both of their bags from the floor, leaving Professor Slughorn to deal with their unfinished potion. Harry dashed up the slim staircase, up to the Entrance Hall where he would no doubt find Haven. He had a creeping suspicion of what she was going to do, he understood the feelings she was experiencing though it had been quite some time since he felt that.

"Haven - Haven!" Harry called when he saw her stalk towards the doors. "Will you stop for a moment?"

She didn't listen to him. Using her dark wand, she opened the large doors to the Hogwarts grounds. The slid open with an agonisingly slow pace, the hinges creaking at the movement.

"Where are you going?" Harry questioned her, letting their heavy bags fall to the floor. 

"Away," Haven grumbled, resisting the urge to impatiently tap her foot on the floor as she waited for the doors to open. 

"Look, I understand that your parents -" Harry started, but paused, unsure if he should start about her parents, "that it was his fault but you can't go looking for him, that's insane!"

Haven's head snapped back to him, her expression furious. "Isn't that exactly what you were doing when Sirius Black escaped?"

"I was thirteen, you're nineteen!" Harry reminded her loudly. The Entrance Hall was slowly getting less and less crowded. 

"So? I'm not just going to sit here with the knowledge that the reason I am completely alone is waltzing around somewhere, probably laughing at the fact that he outsmarted the damned Ministry again!" Haven shouted. 

Everything she felt was overwhelming her. She didn't care that Harry wanted to stop her. She didn't care that she was probably going to get herself killed, the rush of adrenaline was exactly the same as when she sat on the railing of the Astronomy Tower.

Her hands were shaking as she looked into Harry's eyes. The emeralds were shining but Haven couldn't tell if he was crying or if he was very fierce about her reaction to the news. 

"I'm going and you can't stop me," Haven told him, after taking a deep calming breath. 

It wasn't a smart decision, Haven knew that. Especially when every fact seemed to fuse together in her brain and she couldn't even find the chronological order of events. Truth to be told; Haven had no clue what she was doing and where she was supposed to go. The only thing she could put her finger on was that she wanted it.