ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒶 𝒜ℯ𝓁𝒾𝓃 ℬ𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝒻ℴ𝓇𝒹
Nathan explained basics of the houses and how you are assigned one. His was Slytherin, main color green and snake as an animal; while Elisa's Gryffindor, main color red and lion as an animal. He continued telling the story of school and I was carefully listening. "Okay, you've heard enough about the school. Now, people," he said waiting for me to nod or ask questions.
"Is there someone I need to be feared of?" I asked, smirking.
"Not at all. It's just so you get everything before we get there. Will be useful, and easier surviving," he assured me, smirking too.
"Go on."
"Okay, so let's start from this guys called Harry Potter. He's a Gryffindor, also 5th year. He's a crush of many girls, even though I can't say he's prettier than me," He flattered himself, which made me laugh quietly. He cleared his throat looking at me and continued, "Harry Potter is one of the most famous people in Wizarding world. There's been this...man, who made him being one. He is a dark and most powerful wizard known in the whole Wizarding world."
"What's his name?" I rushed Nate.
"We...We don't say his name in the Wizarding world. Almost no one. I would say, only Harry, Dumbledore, the headmaster, and a few other people," I stayed silent all the time listening. He said everything like I should be feared of him, and I did slightly at this time.
"Nate," I whispered trying to catch his attention, in which I succeed and he raised his head to me.
"We call him You Know Who, Someone we can't name or Dark Lord is another one, mostly You know who or Someone we can't name. As a human, which we don't really know if he is anymore. He isn't alive anymore. Matteo says he will come back. Dumbledore says he will come back. Harry Potter said he already did. At the end of last school year. Sorry, back to his name. As a human, his name was Tom Marvello Riddle. The name he gave himself when become whatever he was is Voldemort," he said, and shut his mouth like it took him a lot of strength to tell this.
I expended my arm and put my hand above his looking him in the eyes that were looking at the ground between us. He raised his eyes to meet mine and gave me a little, broken smile. I gave him exactly the same one. Looking in his eyes, I understood he wanted for me to move closer to him, and so I did. I moved the white bag with an untouched pastry to the side and crawled in his arms. I hugged him and he hugged me back, and at some point I though I won't be able to feel this until Christmas which made me wanna cry, but the other second I felt a smile creep on my lips as I knew I would be able to be with him all the time.
We set like that for what felt a few hours, but it just happened to be 15 minutes. A call from his phone interrupted us and I told him to pick it up.
"Yeah, mom?" He asked as unlocked his phone. "I'm with Marta," he said after a while, looking at me, "She's fine, we just–can I tell her?" He asked moving the phone from his ear and then back when I nodded, "I know it sounds crazy, crazy as hell and we have no idea why or how–"
"Just tell me what happened!" I heard his mother yelling though the phone.
"Marta Aelin fucking Blackford got accepted to Hogwarts!!!" He yelled to his mother.
For a brief moment all I heard was silence. Nate even checked if his mother was on the phone, which she was. After a minute of silence, Ms. Hester–Nate's mother– said something to him and he put the phone on speaker.
"Marta, congratulations! It's awesome that you are going to Hogwarts too! I think your parents would be very proud of you!" She exclaimed and I smiled at her like she was sitting next to me.
"Maybe it's not my place to tell, but I don't know who else will. I think you need to know before you get to Hogwarts. Ummm...so, you actually half-blooded witch. Nevan, your father, was a pureblooded Gryffindor wizard, and your mother Nicole a muggle born witch from Ravenclaw. You are very similar to your mother, but, even though you are very, very smart, I don't think Ravenclaw is your house. But, let's wait 2 days and see. Tell me how it'll go," she said all of this, 100 percent with a smile on her face, "Nate is going to be around and help. I think the Headmaster might give you some classes together. Goodbye and good luck! I'll see you later, sweetheart." With those words she ended the call and the smile, I forced, on my face faded.
We both sat there silently for a long moment. I looked at the floor, thinking fo what Miss has said. The truth I've never known before. Obviously, they didn't get to tell me yet because they died when I was 10, right before going to Hogwarts. Plus, I grew up in muggle world, and I think nobody wanted to turn my world upside down, especially after death of my parents, sister, grandparents. All of my family accept my aunt and cousin.
"They were wizards," I broke the silence, not quite realizing it at first, as I was talking to myself, "My parents were wizards and I didn't know anything about that..."I whispered all of this under my breath, but Nathan heard all of it. He pulled me into his chest and hugged me as a tear escaped my eye. His arms went around my shoulders and arms, as I was staring out in the city which grew busier with the sun–that started setting down by now–making the city fall in a wave of darkness. Nate rested his chin at the top of my head, as he hugged me tight, very tight.
His arm felt safe and strong as usual, something I needed when felt broken. I felt broken without a massive reason right now. Maybe a truth about my parents broke me. Maybe that it was told after so many year. Maybe that it was told by not my parents or family, but my best friends mother. Maybe all of it. Still, something broke me.
...Again.
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫?
My answers: 1. Gini Weasley. 2. Prisoner of Azkaban
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