Innocence

Chapter 89

CAMILLA'S POV

Madame Pomfrey officially cleared me and Harry and I were leaving for the dorms. We walked down the halls and it was pretty quiet and empty. "Where is everybody?" I asked. "It's almost curfew so everybody is in their dorms." Harry said. I nodded. "Where are our dorms?" I asked. "Not too far but I want to take you somewhere first." he said. I stopped in my tracks. "Where?" I asked. I felt the fear creep over me. "It's ok, Cam. It's safe. I just want to see if it will trigger any more memories." he said as he held out his hand. I took it hesitantly and let him lead me. Eventually, we found ourselves outside a small broom closet. He opened the door and I looked inside. "Do you remember anything?" he asked. Suddenly memories came flooding in. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. It felt like the legilimency and the torture all over again.

Then I saw it...My leather diary in his hand. "You read it?" I exclaimed. I grabbed it from his hands. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it." Harry said.

"I never should have read your diary," he said. I nodded.

"It's not your fault Cam. You were just trying to keep your brother alive. If I had a brother, I would do the same thing you did." he said.

"Cedric died because of your brother. You two loved each other. I honestly think Voldemort would have killed him whether he knew you or not." he said.

"4 years. Did that really happen for 4 years?" he asked. I nodded.

I looked at Harry and he was staring at me. "What did you remember?" he asked. "I had a diary. Real or not real?" I asked. "Real." he said with a nod. "Where is it?" I asked. "What?" he asked, with his eyebrows raised. "The diary. Where is it?" I repeated. "Oh, I-I think it's probably in your trunk. Why?" he asked. "I want to read it." I said. He looked at me in shock and shook his head.

"No," he said. "What do you mean no?" I said. "Cam, I've read the diary. It's awful. Those are not the memories you want." he said. I turned around and walked away. "Cam, wait for me!" he said as he jogged to catch up. He walked next to me, staring. "Camilla, please. Trust me. I'm trying to protect you." he said. I kept walking and we arrived outside a portrait. "Fairy Lights" he said. The door opened and we went inside. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Dean, and Seamus were all sitting on the couches. They saw us and smiled. "Welcome home, Camilla," Ginny said.

"Thank you. Where's my dorm?" I asked. "I'll show you." Ginny said. I started to walk when Harry spoke. "Camilla, don't-" he started as he grabbed my arm. I flinched and pulled away. I winced as I held my arm. "I'm sorry," he said. "What's going on?" Hermione asked. They continued to talk and I just followed Ginny to my dorm. I froze and  stared at the room.

Then I dropped to my knees as memories flooded my mind. I gripped my head and it hurt.

"Hurry!" "Quick, she's here" they said.

I opened my eyes and in front of me was a gorgeous blue dress. Next to it were heels. My jaw dropped.

"Who's it?" I asked. "Yours," Ginny said. I turned around sharply and my heart sank. "What?" I said. Their faces dropped. "You don't like it?" Hermione asked. "No, I do! I really really really do. It's just...I'm not going to the ball." I said.

"Cedric. He has to do a dance at the beginning. I don't want to watch my boyfriend dance with another girl." I lied.

"I'm going to the dance. And I'm going to dance with Cedric. You guys are all wrong. I'm not scared of Nathan. What's the worst he could do?" I said. I said it calmly but inside, I knew the worst he could do... it's pretty bad.

I was pulled from my mind at the sound of footsteps. I opened my eyes and Harry, Ron and Hermione were now in my dorm too. "What happened?" Harry exclaimed. He dropped to his knees next to me and took my shaking hands. "I don't know. She walked in and the next thing I know she's on the floor." Ginny said frantically. "Look at me, Cam. Look into my eyes. You're safe." he said. Harry looked at me and I stared into his green eyes. "What did you remember?" he asked. "A dress. A blue dress. Ginny and Hermione got it for me. Real or not real?" I asked.

Ginny and Hermione smiled and their eyes watered. "Real" they said with a proud look on their face. I nodded. "Which one is my trunk?" I asked. Ginny pointed to it and immediately started to dig through the clothes and books. "Camilla, you don't need to do this." Harry said. "I want to." I said. "What is she doing?" Ron asked. Harry sighed. "She's going to read her diary," he said.