Eleanor Snape- Book 4

More Secrets

"You lost the book! You should have told me the whole truth! This could have been prevented!" Uncle Severus fiercely yelled at me as we sat behind the closed door of his office. "Do you know what could have happened if I hadn't of gotten there in time?! Draco most likely would have died by your foolishness!"

"I'm sorry!" I flinched. "I didn't want you to get angry!"

"You disobeyed me! There was a reason I wanted the book to stay at home! The magic in there is very Dark and Powerful! In irresponsible hands, it could be disastrous, as you've seen!"

"I only did what my father told me!"

"You're father?!" He exclaimed in disbelief. "I should have known! Nothing good ever comes from Fyrus!"

"Don't talk about him that way! He tried to do what was best for me!"

"Are you being serious? A house fell on you because of him!" He put extra effort on the last few words.

"That was my fault! I hit a beam!"

"You were there to find him! His influence caused you to risk your life!"

"He was making me a better Death Eater!" I yelled. He didn't say anything back, which resulted in a silent room. I could hear my heart beat thumping in my ears. "And he was proud of me..." I wiped away some of the tears that had started to come, silently cursing my weakness.

"Eleanor, you should have obeyed me. I try to do what is in your best interests!"

"And I was trying to do what was best for myself!" I back-chatted. Uncle Severus lifted his hand into the air and slung it towards me, but stopped himself right before it hit me. He lowered his arm and straightened it to his side.

"Is that what you think? Honestly?" His voice was hard as he gritted through his teeth. "That I don't care?! That is far form the truth! If I didn't care, would I have agreed to care for you?! I have been taking care of you since you were born! Indirectly! I had sent supply after supply for you and your father! I didn't have to do that! I don't have to do anything for you! But I do because I worry about you!" He pushed some hair off of my shoulder and out of my face as his tone dropped to a more calm state. "So don't think that I do not care for you, because I do."

"I guess I can't make good decisions..." I hiccuped.

"You make selfish choices, and say things before you think them through." He corrected. "And what you did was foolish and irresponsible. Don't think I will let you go because you weep. You will be punished."

"How?" I dreaded the answer. He shook his head.

"I do not know yet. I will have to come up with a proper form of discipline." Neither of us spoke. I had to break the quiet.

"Do you know who attacked Draco?"

"Yes, I do." He simply stated. I waited for him to go on, but when he didn't, I decided to keep asking.

"Will you tell me?"

"For the safety of them and yourself, I will not. I know your tendency to act before thinking things through. I believe it would be better for everyone to keep you in the dark."

"Ugh!" An irritated growl escaped my throat. "No one will tell me anything!"

"Because they also know you. I assume you are referring to the secrecy the Dark Lord is enforcing over Draco's assignment?"

"Yes!"

"There's a reason for that. Now, why don't you go get some rest before Astronomy? Perhaps it will make you less determined to interfere if you focus your mind on something else."

"Okay." I sighed. I wasn't going to be able to convenes him to tell me, so there was no use trying any more. I put my hand on the doorknob. "I guess."

"Be well." Uncle Severus advised as I closed the door behind me.

Perhaps he had a point. Could all this secrecy be due to the fact that they were trying to keep me from acting out? But what exactly were they trying to keep me from doing?

"Oh, um, excuse me." A small voice said. I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed that I had completely run into somebody. I caste my eyes down to see that it happened to be one of the Slytherin Twins from earlier.

"Um, yeah, sorry..." I trailed off. I looked her over, trying to figure out just what was strange about her, but she looked normal. Still, something wasn't right.

"Are you okay?" The girl asked. I must have zoned out again. That seemed to be happening a lot today.

"Yeah, I was just-" I suddenly stopped as I noticed something around her wrist.

Earlier that week, during one of the rare moments I actually got to see Vincent, I tied a bracelet I had made earlier that day out of boredom on him. It wasn't much, just a piece of hemp twine with a couple of green beads slide onto it, but I knew it well. Now, the piece of work that I spent a while two minutes on and meant nothing to me meant the world. All because it was on her now.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The girl looked confused. I felt hot anger rise from my chest, which also pushed up a few tears. I wiped them away, trying to keep myself composed.

"Were did you get that?" I pointed to the bracelet. She paled.

"Well...er... I...."

"Save it! I know exactly where you got it." I reached over and pulled it off of her. The beads fell off the end and hit the floor with a 'kaplunk'. "But you aren't keeping it!"

Suddenly, rage was filling every crevice of my body. I turned on my heels and started towards the Common Room.

Once there, I plopped down on the couch in front of the fireplace, staring at the flickering, orange flames. I turned the twine over and over in my hand.

How could he do this to me? He said he'd be different. He wouldn't break my heart like Draco had. The problem was, he just did; and with a first year at that! Considering he would turn seventeen in April, that was sickening. So wrong on so many levels.

Why would he ever think about that? I was going to sit and wait for him to ask just that, and he wasn't going to get away with anything. I wasn't going to hold back.