Mischievous Secret | J. Potter | R. Black

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CAZHVYRE RAVENS THOUGHT that when she wakes up again, she'll either be in the Hospital Wing or clearly in front of Death with a bloody cake, congratulating her for dying miserably.

But when she tried to open her eyes again, what hit her is a horrible pounding headache, numbness all over her body, blood that soaks her clothes and the undeniable pain. It was like she's in the water again, with a muffled voice from the outside and blurry vision.

The third time that her eyes flutter open, she saw someone that she have never imagine that will be the last person she'll ever see before she dies—or maybe she's just exaggerating a bit. She really doesn't want to die just yet.

"Ravens!"

'Why is he here? Where are the others? Wouldn't they look for him?' That is what inside of her head when that person suddenly called her name.

"Stranger?" She called that confirms who she really is seeing right now.

It's none other than Regulus Black, a.k.a Stranger.

R E G U L U S

"Come on, stand up," I said while trying to help her without hurting her any further.

"Well, if you are using your eyes, you'll see that I'm not in a great shape to even move." She said sarcastically despite her current condition right now. I wanted to help her a while ago but I was scared that the others will tell my parents about it. Even though we're not close, I know how hard and horrible it is to be hit by a crucio curse. I saw it all happened with my brother and I did not do anything. I wanted to help someone now.

"Okay. I'll carry you but tell me if it hurts. Give me a sign, alright?" I requested while carefully adjusting her body. She stares at me for a moment before just nodding her head.

"Why did you come back? What about your other housemates?" She asked. I then finally lift her up, bridal style while looking at her facial expression. It's still as emotionless as before but I can see that she's trying not to let me see the pain that she is suffering from.

Somehow, I notice how her eyes glow a vibrant gold but there's a hint of evergreen that I see. Her hair was dishevelled but still, look as grey as ever, maybe even silvery, and still smell the usual lavender shampoo that I smelled from her before. It mixed just right with her light cologne that smells like watermelon that is refreshing yet sweet.

I tried not to look at her too much or I might be lost from it. "I excused myself to go to the library," I replied.

"Where are we going?" She asked and tried to look around us but failed to do so as she clutches my shirt. She must be in great pain to just clutch my shirt without any permission. This has been the closest proximity that we ever have.

"Hospital Wing—"

"No!"

She half shouted as she tried to squirm in my arms.

"Don't move, you'll hurt yourself further," I said clearly concern that I cannot conceal.

"Don't put me in the Hospital Wing or the Gryffindor Common room. I'll bloody kill myself on the spot if you won't put me somewhere else." She complains.