Skinny Love (Fred Weasley)

Chapter 7

I forced my heavy eyelids opened; shards of glass poking the back of my eyeballs. A desert is taking over my mouth as I reached my fatigue arm for water. "Guys, she's awake!" a voice I reckon is...Fred? I looked up, the red head twins on my right side and Lee on my left. "Hey.." I choked out the words. I took in my surroundings, there's no doubt that I'm in the hospital wing. I'm one of the regulars here, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "How are you feeling?" Fred asked worriedly. I gather my scrambled thoughts. "I'm fine. Why am I here and how long have I been here?" I asked. "Hermione told us you passed out in Moody's class. You've been here er- about 3 hours, I supposed." Lee replied. George patted my back, "It's ok, sis. Moody's class is wickedly cool; not everyone can handle it." He joked. I forced myself a laugh. Fred stared at me with a blank expression. I waved my hands in front of him, "Hello? Fred?" He blinked and blushed, "Right...um, I hope you feel better, Alv. I'll visit you later and I think Harry, Ron, and Hermione will come later." He said in a rush. "Don't bother, I'll stay here a few minutes and leave. I'm ok." They nodded, got up, and left. I sighed, I have to see Severus and tell him everything. Madam Pompfrey came and said," You can leave, dear. Come back again if you feel sick." I thanked her and departed the hospital wing. On my way to Serverus's office, I've been drowned into deep thoughts; the curses, the nightmare, the woman...Although I haven't dreamed about any of these ever since I got to Hogwarts, I still remember what happened crystal clearly. I never consider it till now, I might be the person who tortures the woman. Things happened from my point of view; I wasn't watching, I killed the woman. A feeling of dread crept up from the pit of my stomach. A cold wave embalmed me, no, Alvina, you are NOT going to pass out again. You're stronger than this, just tell Severus and everything will be fine...will it? I hate to admit it, but I am scared...no...horrified. And I was never the kind to get scared easily, even when facing all the danger with Harry, Hermione, and Ron the past three years. "Ow!" I bumped into something hard, or someone because I heard a yelped that wasn't from me. I looked up embarrassingly, ready to get lectured about looking up while walking. Surprisingly, it was Cedric Diggory standing in front of me, a worried expression plastered on his face, "I'm sorry. Are you ok?" he asked gently. His tall and well-built body towered over me; I've never seen him so up close and I realized why all the girls in Hogwarts are so obsessed with him. He is truly handsome with chiseled feature and bright grey eyes. I feel warmth rushed to my cheeks and stuttered, "Yea...I...Sorry, it was my fault." What. I never stuttered. He smiled and said, "It's alright. Alvina, right? You seem to be in deep thought." He knows my name?! Ok, today is getting weirder and weirder. Without thinking, I blurted out, "You know my name?" Way to go, Alvina! You have proven that there's no cure in your awkwardness. He chuckled, not minding my weird question, "Of course, you're the finest seeker in the Gryffindor Quidditch Team!" He exclaimed with genuine enthusiasm. I grinned, he's a very nice gentleman, "Thanks, you're an amazing seeker, too!" I complimented truthfully. Fred and George have been holding on grudges against Cedric because his team beat us in third year due to dementors attacking Harry. I remembered Cedric, being a fair minded person, asked for a rematch. "Thank you! Well, I have to get to my next class. We should totally hang out sometime, Alvina. See you." He waved. "Yea, we should." I replied, surprised at what he said. His eyes light up and gave me one last warm smile then left. My heart skips a bit, he's such a gentleman. Wait, what about Fred? I'm confused...boys. Crap, I almost forgot I have to talk to Severus or else I probably won't be able to sleep tonight. I have to get to his office before his next class starts. I picked up my foot steps and arrived at the Slytherin head office. I knocked and inhale a deep breath; wondering if Severus knows what happened during Moody's class. A few seconds later, I heard Severus said lazily, 'Come in." I pushed the door opened and stepped him. For the first time, I can see a little shock on his face, "Aren't you supposed to be resting in the hospital wing?" He furrowed his eyebrows, a tone of concern in his voice. I shrugged, "I'm feeling better now. I just want to talk." He nodded and gestured me to sit next to his desk. I sat, unsure where I should begin, how I'm supposed to describe the dream to make myself sound less like a maniac killer. "Speak." He ushered me. "My next class is coming in five minutes." "Aren't you going to read my mind? Save a lot more time." I asked in confusion. "No," he said, "I want to hear from you this time." I took a deep breath and explain the nightmares I kept having over the summer with detail and how I found the curse I used in the dream are the unforgivable curses. "It feels more like a memory than a dream, Severus." I said shakily, "I killed someone in that dream or whatever it is. What if it really happened?" I tried to stop tears from spilling from my watered eyes. Severus squeezed my hands and looked deep into my eyes, but I know this time, he isn't reading my mind. He said sternly, "First of all, Alvina Faith Castillo, I've known you for 14 years and I'm sure you are not a killer. You're the kindest person I've ever known so you torturing someone is impossible. I want you to know, you did not hurt anyone over this summer nor your whole life." He is dead serious. "What about the dream though? And the curse." I said, hoping Severus has an answer. He sighed, "This probably has something to do with your parents. I'll tell you when I know more." My parents? Is the woman in my dream my mom? Is that how she died? I gulped, "What else do you know about my parents, Severus? Anything." He opened his mouth and closed, as if he is unsure whether he should tell me or not. "Tell me." I demanded. "Your father, Marcus Castillo is a muggle born wizard. Your mother, Danielle Johnson is a pure blood Slytherin while you're father is a Gryffindor. They were both in their 7th year in Hogwarts when I was in my first year. They had you about the same time Potter was born. I really don't know much. These are the facts but the couple had a lot of rumors that are yet to be clear up." He said, looking at me carefully. I nodded, unsure how I should feel right now. I want to know more about them. I used to not pay much attention to my real parents because Severus is enough to me. Severus decided to break the silence, "Look, Alvina. I know this is hard for you. But you are a strong girl and I'm starting to trust you that you can handle more. I'll tell you anything if I find out something new about your parents." He said. We can hear student's chattering and footsteps approaching the room. "Thank you, Severus." I got up and just before I'm about to leave, he stopped me. "Here, your dress robe" He handed me a package. "What for?" I asked surprised that he got me one and still confused why there's a need for formal attire. He smirked, "You'll know. I hope you like the dress." He then dismissed me. "Thank you, Severus. Not just for the dress but everything." I said sincerely. He nodded and I left. Even though the dream still bothers me but I'm not going to let it hold me back. I feel a weight being lifted off my shoulder and I can finally breathe in the fresh air.

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