"You are 21 now, which means-" I cut him off, "It's time for me to get married." He looks stunned as he looks at me. "Mother told me a long time ago that this would happen, I would expect for it to happen sooner or later"
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I feel someone slump onto my bed, and I close my eyes shut very tightly. I don't want to hear anything, I just want to be left alone. "Artemis?" a voice whispers, and shakes me gently. "It's been a week, babes, we're celebrating Leah's life today." No, it is a funeral. I finally realize it's Hyacinthus bothering me, I let out a loud groan to let him know he is doing so.
"Hya, I don't want to sound rude but I'd like to grieve in peace." I peek at him between the pillow and blanket covering my face, he's wearing his normal attire. A white t-shirt with some blue jeans, his blonde hair is tousled effortlessly.
"Artemis, you've been in here for a week. After you and Harry tasted potential wedding cakes you've gone AWOL. We're all worried about you, you haven't eaten, been social, and from the stench I'm smelling you probably haven't even bathed." he crinkles his nose in disgust and I roll my eyes.
"I don't want to watch my best friend be buried, she's the closest person I had to a sister." I feel tears overwhelm my eyes, and close them shut quickly by how much it stings. "I can't watch another family member be put away."
"Then don't, come to the party afterwards. Harry has been worried sick, he's been coming here every night after you fall asleep to make sure you're protected." Hyacinthus runs a hand over my greasy hair, my heart quickens at the thought of Harry watching over me. I know he said I'd be protected but I didn't think he'd want to be the one doing so.
"I'll get up and get changed but I can't promise anything." I sit up and look at Hyacinthus. "Will you tell Harry to meet me here in thirty minutes?"
"As you wish, Princess." He kisses my forehead swifty and walks out of the room with a little pep in his step. I know he feels accomplished, of course he does. No one else would've been able to convince me to get up.
I lay in bed a moment longer to think. I know I need to get up but my body feels too tired, and my head feels so heavy. I haven't felt this way since my mother died and I couldn't even handle my emotions then. Leah and Louise were the only ones able to console me, sometimes Josephine but of course she was always worried about the boys she was talking to. I get up and grab a towel to dry off after my shower, and walk slowly to my bathroom with my head low. How could anyone do this to Leah, and who?
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