What If? Year 1

Chapter 22

Myrtle sobs as she tells us the story. 
"I was in the bathroom crying and I heard someone come into the bathroom," she sobs, "I heard a boy's voice so I came out of the stall to tell him he wasn't to be in here and all I saw was glowing eyes... and I.. was dead." She screams and leaves. 
"Well that didn't help," Regulus grumbles, as we leave the bathroom. I pat his shoulder. 
"That's alright," I say, "maybe we could go back to the library and look for some books that talk about monsters that have glowing eyes and that kill people?" 
"Alright," Regulus says, "but you need to actually sleep.. I'll walk you back to your dorm." We walk to the common room. 
"I'll be in touch," Regulus says, "you won't be able to talk to me while you're away for Christmas. You have to be at Hogwarts to talk to me." I nod, frowning. 
"Okay," I say, hugging, "Bye, Regulus!" He gives me a quick kiss on the forehead. My face turns red and he disappears. I go to my bed and lay down. 

After a few weeks, it was time to pack up for Christmas Break.  I help Ara put her stuck in boxes. There were quiet a few pictures of her and Draco.  
"This is so cute," I tell her, showing her a picture of Draco spinning a little Ara around in a circle. Ara smiles and takes the picture. 
"Mom had just started to teach him to dance," she says, "after she taught him how to spin, he loved to pick me up randomly and spin me around." She giggles. 
"I tried to pick him up once," she chuckles, "I spun him once and then dropped him." I laugh. We continue to pick through stuff. 
"You wore this?" I ask her, taking out a dark green and silver dress.  Ara laughs and takes it from me. 
"It's all I was allowed to wear at home," she says, "They wanted me to wear it to Hogwarts, but I snuck some comfy clothes into my trunk."  I laugh and she smiles. 
"You'd look like a sissy wearing that," I tell her, smacking her arm. She laughs again and puts it away. 
"That what I told Narcissa," she whispers, "but no, you are a respectable pureblood.." She continues to rant about Pureblood crap, and I laugh at her. We finish sorting her stuff and she hugs me. 
"Thank you for helping me," she says, "You are the best!" I laugh and I help her take her two trunks down the stairs. 
"Are you guys ready?" Harry asks us as I turn around to get my trunk. 
"Yep!" I say, "Just gotta get my trunk."  I run up and grab my trunk.  Ara, Harry, and I walk down to the gates.  My head starts to hurt, but I ignore it. 
"Hey, guys!" Luna shouts, running over to us, with Rachel, "Can we sit with you guys?  Will Ginny be there too?" 
"Yeah," Ara says, "Ginny's somewhere up there with Heather.. How have you been, Rachel?" Rachel looks down at the ground. 
"I'm alright," she mumbles, "the Slytherins are all bent out of shape about the Slytherin Heir thing.." I nod and touch her shoulder. 
"I bet," I say, "are they trying to figure out who it is?  Or are they arguing about which one of them deserves to be it?" Rachel giggles. 
"Mostly the second one," she says, "then there are some that are actually wanting to figure it out and get our house out of the spot light."  I nod. 
"I can understand that," I tell her, "I can't imagine being in the spotlight constantly." Ara nods. 
"And Malfoy keeps saying that its.. you, Ara," Rachel says, looking at Ara, "I don't know where he got that, but he thinks your choose to be in Gryffindor to hid your secret." 
"Is he really that stupid?" Ara ask, "I mean.. Merlin." Rachel and I laugh. 
"Probably," I tell them, laughing. Ara giggles.  Luna waves at us through the crowd. We walk over to her, dodging all of the other older students. 
"I'm so excited to go home," Rachel says, "my parents are really excited to hear about the Wizarding World.. they're muggles by the way.  That's why the Slytherins don't like me to much." 
"Just ignore them," Heather tells her, "I've learned to do that.. and not all Slytherins are like that.." Rachel nods. 
"Yeah, I met this boy.. his name is Dan," she says, "he's super nice and doesn't judge me because of my blood-type." Ara smiles. 
"That's good," she mumbles, "try to stay away from my douche of a brother.. He's a pureblood snob." Ginny and I giggle. Rachel nods, solemnly.  Draco starts to walk over to us.
"Speak of the devil," I say, smirking at Ara. 
"Ara," he says, "can I talk to you and... the Potter girl?" Ara looks at me, looking for conformation. I nod, walking away from the crowd. 
"She's going to your house, correct?" Draco asks, rounding at me, his face inches from mine. 
"Why do you care?" I ask him, looking him straight into the eyes.  I start to feel dizzy.
"I just wanna know she's being taken cared of," Draco says, "where is she staying." Ara stands in between us. 
"I'm going with her," Ara says, "Is that all you needed?" Draco shakes his head.  He hands her a necklace. I couldn't see what it said, but Ara was speechless. 
"Thank you, Draco," she says, giving him a hug, "I.. Thank you!" Draco's face softens and he raps his arms around her. 
"No problem, sis," he says, as Ara lets go of him. She goes up on her tiptoes and messes up his hair.  The softness leaves his face and he glares at her. 
"Wow, Ara," he say, "you're such a child." Ara laughs and pulls me off back to our friends. 
"Are you feeling okay, Goldie?" she whispers, as I grab onto her shoulder.  My dizziness was getting worse and I was starting to see black spots. I shake my head quickly and sink down to the ground. 
Goldie wait!  I found something! It's a Ba- 
Regulus' words were cut off and the dizziness goes away. 
"Reg?"