My dorm was cold. It was my fault though, having your window open in February, not very smart. The freezing breeze that drowned me in goosebumps never seemed to let me be. And my hair got carried away every time, but always the same.
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"Aria, I'm worried about you".
I didn't listen. What did Hagrid have to do with this? The only students that he really decided to put time into was the trio.
"I don't need you to be worried, Hagrid". I said and looked away from him, out through the window and say my parents among with the headmaster and Professor McGonagall. "I can take care of myself".
We sat in Dumbledore's office. He wished to have a meeting with me and my parents, and my teachers, about my behaviours.
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I sat in between my parents, in front of us, on the other side of the table sat Hagrid, Minerva and Albus. The Headmaster and my other Professors was somewhat worried about me, didn't know why.
"I'm sorry"- I said and Interrupted Albus, "I don't see the point of this. I'm not a problem, to anyone!". My leg shook up and down, probably caused by stress. I looked at my mothers hand that was trying to get my leg to stop.
The headmaster looked at me gently. "Aria. You're no problem. But there's a problem, inside of you". His words were always classy. Almost like poetry each time he speaks.
My father lightened a cigarette. As he had it in his mouth he mumbled something that none of us could hear.
"What was that, Dered?" Asked my mother.
My father growled. "You are a problem, Aria!" He said with a tone not very happy. "This little twat sitting next to me is no good for much".
I swallowed and looked up at my professors. They looked deep into my eyes, all three of them. "Father". I said soft. "I would want you to leave". My voice shaking as I spoke. If Dered was to do anything there were a lot of people around me.
He let out a burp, "I can do that". He stood up and left. His cigarette was put out on the table we sat around.
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I am the problem. My mind keeps spinning and spinning. I am the problem and the problem is me. What is wrong with me?
"Aria". Said my mother and took my hand in hers. Her dark eyes looked into mine and she sent a caring look my way. "You need help". She finished off.
No, it's wrong. It's all wrong. You've taken the completely wrong girl. "Mother, I don't!". I looked over to my professor, with some embarrassment filling my body among with anxiety. I sighted, "Do you think I need help, Minerva?". I looked at the old dame. Her wrinkly skin moved whilst she expressed a soft smile on her lips.
She nodded, "Yes Aria I know you need help". She breathed out heavily.
I looked at her whilst my eyes started filling with tears. "Fine. I need help with my problem".
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It was finally April. The trees had started to grow green and the sun was shining more often. I felt, free. A few months had passed since my meeting.
"Aria". Said Cedric who was with me in my dorm. The boy looked at me, he didn't look too happy. "There's something you're not telling me". He swallowed, making his throat move. "I know it, I can sense it. You're not yourself. You haven't since you came back here".
I swallowed. Telling Cedric means him knowing that I'm a deatheater and that my father still acts up. Not to think about all the other things that's going on right now. "Cedric I really don't wanna talk about it. At least not now, school just started".
Cedric sighted irritatedly, he rolled his eyes and looked away from me. "School did not just start. We've been here for like 4 months, Aria". He paused, making sure he said the right things. "Don't you trust me?". His eyes met mine. I wanted to tell him I really did but something in me made me stay quiet.
"I just can't tell you Cedric, live with it!!". I shouted and left the dorm.
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I sat with Harry during transfiguration. We only spoke a little, but it still made me feel good. "Harry, could I ask you something?". I looked at him a bit embarrassed. "I- it's nothing big". I clarified for him.
The boy nodded and looked away from his work.
I sighted. "Could you possibly help me with my homework later? You could bring your friends. Ehm, Granger and Weasley. I mean". It was a bit random asking him that. But still necessary. I mean, I desperately needed someone to talk to.
"Sure. What homework is it? I didn't think we had any". Harry looked me. I noticed his scar was faded since I last thought about it. And his glasses had a small crack in the glass, but it could easily be fixed. "Hello??". I came back to reality.
"Oh uhm sorry". I said and winked. "I don't remember, but I know it was something". Our eyes met, not in a romantic way. More in a I need your help way.
Harry nodded slowly. "We'll be outside of Ravenclaw common room at eight tonight". I only gave a nod to an answer. Nothing more was needed in this situation. I looked down back at my parchment. It wasn't much of a good essay, but it would do.
