A world Of Magic and Mystery

Chapter Five - Halloween

I sat in my seat. Silent. Until. Two things flopped down in front of me. I jumped back. A small yelp escaping my throat. Next two letters fell. I opened the one on the bigger on.
Don't open at the table.
I just nodded and grabbed it. Walking away. Only to run into Malfoy. Not long professor Flitwick arrived. I smiled and nodded we talked about what I got it. The going up. Hermione, Neville, and Ron followed  after me. "Good to see you three getting along." I smiled. They just scoffed. I chuckled. We've been there for two months now.

I had just finished practice with Wood. But I was in a bit of a foul mood. Halloween was next week. I was sad. I was mad. And I was hurting. I tried to hid it. But I was losing my grip. I'm not going to school. I'm already ahead by a month in all of my classes. So I'll be fine. Missing a week will be fine. I sat down. Placing the broom on a safe spot before opening the second letter. This one had hands righting I've been yearning to see for a long time. I all but ripped it open.

Dear pup.

Thanks for what you did. For telling them the truth. I'm sorry I didn't come back. And I'm sorry you remember anything. That must hurt you. Mentally I mean. I'm out if Azkaban now. I'm freed. Because if you. There going to keep me in the hospital for now. I heard Minnie has temporarily custody of you now. That's great. They say I can have custody of you when I can leave. They say I'm going along greatly. I heard you got into the quidditch team. That's amazing. I heard about your eye. That must be difficult. Especially if your a seeker. And especially if the light hurts your eye. So I got you something. It's enchanted so it'll adjust as you grow. And it's soft so you won't even notice your wearing it. It'll help. Hopefully I'll see you soon. Oh. Have you heard from Uncle Mooney. I can't get ahold of him.

With love
Papa Padfoot

I smiled and set the note aside. Opening the package. Out fell a box. It was late. And I was tired. Do I placed the box in the bed stand before laying down. I stared at the wall. Sleep never came. Like it usually didn't. I stared all night. Until morning came. I didn't cave. Instead I kept my red curtains closed. And I held my stuffed animals. And baby blanket. The lily pin resting in the top right corner. I fiddled with the red pendant around my neck. I didn't move. This continued until Halloween.

I stared at the red curtains. Unseeing. Inky hearing the same thing over and over. The night of my parents Death playing in repeat. The great day. The laughing. The giggling. The animal shapes. It was Halloween. I stood up. Slipping on the school uniform. I pulled the blanket and clipped it in place with the lily pin. No one was in the dorm. So I walked. Headed to an abandoned class room. I curled up in a ball. My knees pulled up to my chest. As I pulled up my wand. Animal shapes appeared. Moving around the room. Tears pricked at my eyes as my parents death flashed threw my mind. The tears flowed down my face. As I cried. In my hands was a stuffed stag. I had calmed down. My eyes red. I just stared blankly at the animals. Then. I heard a scream. It was familiar. I shot up.

That was Hermione. I moved. Running. The girls bathroom wasn't far. My hair billowed as I ran. More like flew. I slide to a stop. Only to see a horrifying sight. Hermione under a sink. Curried up on herself. Crying. Ron and Neville being held by one hand of the troll. Fear gripped my heart. My grip on my wand tightened. Spells ran in my mind. The troll moved. Holding its club. I didn't have time to think. I acted. I didn't utter a word. My hands moved on its own. I had to protect my friends. Flashes of my mother and father moments before there deaths flashed in my mind. Them. My moms rants in a charm spell. I acted. The spelling hitting my mind. I did the movements. Not a word my left my mouth as I though. Wingardium Leviosa. The cloud floated. The spell took grip of the hilt. And I moved my wand like I would a club. Wham. It hit him hard on the head.

I was breathing heavily. Flash back flying threw my mind. Eyes wide. My hair resting behind my ear. Showing off my scared face. I panted. Eyes glazed. Next thing I knew Minnie, Professor Snape, and Professor Quirrell. There eyes first saw me. Wand held out. My body shaking. Breathing heavily.

Fear gripped my heart as I saw Heather. Standing. Frozen. Wand pointed out. Her hair was for once out of her face. Eyes red. She'd been crying. Pain hit my chest. Oh the poor thing must have been having flash back all day. No. All week. She panted. Oldboy pail. Her normally golden tanned skin was a pasty white. Her eyes glazed over. Flash backs. I moved. My hands griping her shoulders. I pushed her wand and arm down. She stood frozen. I glared. Pursing my lips. "What happened! Why aren't you three in your dorms! And why is Heather so shaken!" I looked at Heather. "You could have been killed. All of you."
"Please professor. They where looking for me. I went after the troll. Thinking I could take it on my own. Neville and Ron found me first. But they couldn't do anything. The next thing I knew Heather appeared. Skidding to a stop. The troll had both if then in one hand. It was about to finish us off when she saved us." My grip tightened in Heather.
"Well in that case. Miss Granger you foolish girl." She shook her head. "Five points from Griffindor. Now. If your not hurt go to your common room. Students are finishing there feasts in there houses." I then looked to Ron and Neville. My grip tightening on Heather. That's when I noticed that in her left hand was a stuffed stag. And around her shoulders a small blanket turned shall. Held by a lily pin. It was black, blue, and purple. "Five points each for you. That includes Heather. You may go." I moved. Stealing Heather to my office. "I'll take care of her." The other two nodded.

I sat in Minnie's office. She handed me some tea. And a bit of biscuits. "Heather dear. Are you alright?" I nodded yes. Then stopped. Then shook my head no. The tears again streaming down my face. The memories playing in repeat. Only an added dead Hermione, Neville, and Ron added. I was shaking now. I placed the tea in the table. And tightened my grip on the small stuffed stag. Next thing I knew I was being held. The tears flew freaky. "Heather. It's okay to not be alright." I just sniffed and shoved my head into her. Then I cried freely. She just held me. "Heather. From now on. If you need to be alone. Just come to my office. You can stay here during the week of Halloween. I'll try to distract you." I just nodded. Clinging to her.