Out of Bounds (Harry Potter)

9. Out of Bounds (Harry Potter)

"Professor I-" I choked on my words. Until now did I realize tears were streaming down my face. Wiping them off, I couldn't help but break into more sobs when the man embraced me. He comforted me, telling me it was all okay. But how could he assure such a thing? One of his students was just murdered! Making the situation seemingly worse, it was by one of his own students who committed the murder. Lying was one of the best ways of reassurance. Trying to catch my breath, I inhaled deeply, and exhaled. That only helped a bit. "I-I was just saying the words and swishing my-my wand around. I didn't expect her to-" Sticking with the lie that had conjured in my head, I could only hope he believed me.

"It's alright. I understand adolescents are quiet curious at that age..." His grip from me released, and he went to obverse her body. Picking up his dress robe to kneel before her, he shook his head. Tsking, he closed her eyes with her hand. "You should be grateful no one else knows of her being an orphan..." With that he apparated from my room with her. The conversation was most definitely not over.

Looking at the figure that stared back in the mirror, I was disgusted with myself. My eyes were red, puffy from the crying. Not to mention the make up smeared down my face, mixed with tears. I wiped it off with a tissue, trying to gain my composure back. With the eyeliner stick back in my hand, I reapplied the missing color from my eyes. I acted calm about the situation, the Headmaster will take care of it. For now, I had to go inform Draco of the recent happenings. I burst out of my room, in hopes to find him in the common room or his own dormitories. Draco was sure known to terrorize kids in the hallways, especially late at night. To much of my surprise, one of my fellow mates said he retreated to his room.

"Draco." I opened his door, without knocking. My eyes leveled with Blaise's naked chest. Looking up, a small smirk was on his face. Rolling my eyes, I shoved him to the side, causing him to laugh. Draco was laying down on his bed, with his arm covering his eyes. Vincent and Gregory were no where to be found. "Shut the door." I barked at Blaise. He did, locking it also. Smacking Draco on his thigh, he got up with a glare on his face. "I killed Rebecca." I told them in a hushed tone.

"You did what?!" Draco was appalled by my actions. His hands gripped my shoulders. "Are you insane?!" He shook me a bit. Blaise was left speechless. "Why!" He demanded.

"She knew." I snapped at him, not liking the fact he was doing this to me. "She knew about the Death Eaters. What was I supposed to do Draco? Leave her be? No. There was nothing else I could do!"

"She's right." Blaise backed me up, appearing beside me with a shirt on. I explained to them the aftermath of her death. They weren't too keen on having the Headmaster find out. But they had no other say in this, what's done is done.

"What's Dumbledore doing about this?" Draco asked me with a sneer on his face.

"He just told me that I was lucky..." I told them, crossing my legs pretzel style on the bed.

"For?" Blaise scratched the back of his neck as he leaned against the bed post.

"Her being an orphan."

"You are." Draco said, putting his own two sense in the conversation. "We wouldn't have to worry about having anyone pester the school about it."

"Reckon she had any friends?" Blaise asked. Draco shook his head, and I did too.

"A girl like that? Please." I scoffed. "I'll look into it though." Draco nodded in an approving manner with Blaise.

"You know we have to tell Aunt Bella." Draco announced after a short while of silece. Pulling out a parchment and paper, I wrote that we were in need of her presence soon. You never know when she'll drop by unless you ask. Calling for my owl, Specks, she appeared by the window. The name Specks came to be because she had white freckles on her white face. It was weird, but I called her Specks instead of Frecks. Tying the letter to her leg, I sent her out.