The 7th Generation

Chapter 7

I quietly crept into the hidden hallway. I saw down and replayed the conversation from the Gryffindor changing rooms in my head again. George was interested in someone else. Great. That makes me feel way better. But, knowing that I'm not the only Slytherin with a crush on a Gryffindor, I felt a little bit better. But, I couldn't blame Tori or myself. I mean, who wouldn't like one of the Weasley twins? They're considered to be the hottest guys in Hogwarts. When they date someone, the entire school knows. Many heartbreaks have happened because of them, so I shouldn't be surprised that another one happened. Yeah, I'm heartbroken. That's my problem. I get my hopes up very high and then, reality comes raining down, making me feel worse than most people.

I whipped out my wand and cast a tiny reflection spell on my rock in front of me.

"Pondero." were the words I whispered. The rock in front of transformed into a smooth reflective surface. I looked at myself through it. I looked normal. Normal, except for my red eyes. As I was reading, George's words came back in my head. I started liking someone else before the school year started. And Fred's voice, creeping up on me. I can't believe that George would like her. I saw a drop of water form in my eye. I quickly wiped it away and muttered, "Novis." As I watched the stone reappear above the reflective surface, I heard footsteps outside of the hallway. I tensed up. The footsteps grew louder and louder. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. I was scared to breathe, afraid that they would echo around this hallway. The footsteps were at their loudest when they stopped. I knew that the person had stopped at the entrance of this hallway. Suddenly, the footsteps started again, I heard them getting louder and louder. I looked towards the sound. I could see the shadow of two legs. I was terrified. I was caught. The shoes of the person came into view. I looked up and saw a face staring back at me.

George's face.

I let out a sigh of relief. Without knowing what I was doing, I leaped up and threw myself into George's arms. I was so frightened of being caught that I had forgotten that I was waiting for someone to come. I felt his arms wrap around me. I buried my face into his shoulder and whispered, "I was so scared of being caught." Suddenly, I came to my senses and pulled myself away from him. I put my head in my hands and groaned. I am so stupid. I mumbled an apology and slid down onto the stone floor of the hallway.

I picked my head up out of my hands, and with an exasperated sigh, I said, "So, you came."

George slid himself down next to me and stared at the wall in front of him. "Yup. What did you want to talk about?" He looked me in the eye for the first time today. I look of concern flashed across his handsome features before George asked, "Why are your eyes red? Are you okay?"

Damn. I forgot about that. I quickly wiped my eyes, hoping that tears had not resided there before replying. "Yeah, I'm fine. I've just been- well it doesn't matter."

I hoped George wouldn't figure out what I had said. Of course, he did immediately. "Why have you been crying?"

I wiped my eyes and said, "It's not important," I changed the subject "So, I heard that you have strong feelings for another bird in this school. Out of curiosity, who is it?"

This time, it was George's turn to get embarrassed. "How did you find out?" I smirked.

"Well, it started on the Hogwarts Express. You ran out really quickly, so I asked Fred about what the hell was going on. He told me that you were breaking up with Angelina Johnson because you liked someone else. Today, after the match, I was standing near the changing rooms to leave a note to you. I heard someone coming, so I hid in a nearby broom closet. I heard Fred saying that you liked someone a lot and that he couldn't believe that you like that girl."

"Did Fred say the girl's name?" I heard the worry in his voice.

"No, he didn't. He said that saying that you like that girl sounded weird."

George was about to reply when images suddenly flooded my vision.

Oh no! Not now!

I was Bellatrix again. This time talking to a man with white-blond hair. He must be Draco's father. Lucius Malfoy. I tried to turn around to see if I could see anything behind me, but it looked the same. The room.

"Lucius, I told about a mudblood Slytherin, correct?" Why is it that they're always talking about me?

"Yes, Bellatrix. You have told me." Lucius sounded bored.

"But, that girl is different than normal people. She is the 7th generation." Bellatrix sounded partially scared and partially excited. At her words, Lucius perked up noticeably. "How can you be sure?" Bellatrix looked like she had to suppress a cackle. "Have you not seen her hexing abilities? She is only in first year. I spoke about this with the Dark Lord and he thinks that I might be right. The Dark Lord is making plans to try and recruit her when she reaches a certain age. "

I surfaced from the vision. My head was spinning, which was strange. I never felt like this after a vision.

I saw the stone wall and a flash of red before I passed out.