I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

ch 8- brother

When I woke up again the sun was high in the sky and it was a clear blue day and I was alone except for Madam Pomfrey who made me drink a few potions. Around half ten Fred and George visited me, cheering me up and telling me that many girls were sobbing because they thought I had died.

"What actually happened?" Fred said opening one of the chocolate frog which had been left to me.

"I don't know" I lied, "I just felt dizzy, and my head hurt and the next thing I knew, I was here".

"Strange, you looked to be having some kind of nightmare" George commented.

"I think I did, but I can't remember now" I smiled, I didn't like lying, but it came surprisingly natural.

"Ugg, Dumbledore again, I have five of his card, Hey Taylor, do you want it" he said handing me a card. I took it and turned it over, an empty frame with the name Dumbledore under it. I turned it over again and read the back. Then some popped out at me.

"Dumbledore is most noticed for his work with Nicolas Flamel in the creation of a sorcerer's stone"

I knew I had seen that name before it was on Dumbledore's card.

"Actually, I think harry was going to start collecting them, maybe you should give it to him" I smiled.

"Yeah sure, I'll tell them you're awake, most of Gryffindor is livid with Hermione, Harry and Neville, They lost 150 points in one night, that must be a record" Fred said slumping into the chair and groaning.

"I am sure we will win next year" I reached over to pet his shoulder.

"Yeah your probably right, however it would have been nice to win this year, the quidditch cup was almost in our hands too" George huffed. "Now come on we got to get to potions before we lose more points" he got up and dragged his twin out by the collar.

Ron, Hermione and Harry did come in after dinner, they looked pretty down but their spirits had l lifted once they had gotten the card from George.

"I can't believe it was under our noses the whole time" Ron exclaimed throw his arms in the air.

"Look what we brought you" Harry grinned and my face lit up like a kid on Christmas. My guitar. It was a comfort to feel the wood with stilled to fit in my hand perfectly.

"We thought that would cheer you up" Hermione smiled. Ron was very quiet, and was carefully watching his hands in hid lap.

"Is some wrong" I asked.

"I-I wanted to apologies if it wasn't right for me snapping at you this might of not happened" I was quite taken aback.

"I am sorry" I said very confused.

"I didn't know you would have a stress attack or whatever they called it" Everything clicked, they would have to say something about what happened and that must be the cover up story.

"It's not your fault, really, they could happen anytime, plus, it's not like I felt any pain, except for where I hit my head" I said pointing him in the shoulder and making him look up. Most of what I did say was true after all. Harry looked at his watch.

"We got to go before, we are late for detention, I just know if will be terrible" He said standing up, Hermione quickly following suit. Ron still didn't look at all like him believe me and was still self pitting.

"Ron would you late a minute" I asked when he when to follow Hermione and Harry. I had to tell him.

"Yeah, sure" He said sitting back down and waving good bye to harry and Hermione. "What is it" He asked at last.

"Do you know what divination is?" I asked and he shook his head. I took a deep breath. "Divination is the subject of trying to see into the future, like trying to watch a dog though the willow of a fast moving train. Do you follow" I asked and he nodded and I continued. "Well, very few could actually use their inner eye for any good use, it's a gift that you are born with. My Great Grandmother, Ruby Fleet was a very powerful seer. When I collapsed in the hall because... I was having a vision" I said not looking at not, I was scared of his reaction.

"Blimey..." He mutter, "That's awesome!" He shouted making me jump so violently I think I left my bed for a second.

"I-It's is?" I question.

"Well, Of course, you're a seer, You can freaking see the future, think of what you could do, You would always know the marks for exams " He throw his arms in the air and grinned. I chortled a laugh.

"It doesn't really work like that, But in time Professor Dumbledore says I could train myself to see visions at will. Right now I sort of just get gut feeling" I explained.

I ended up telling Ron everything I knew, he seemed to be fixed on my every word. He even made me show him, by my closing my eyes then having to guess which hand he held a knut in. When I got each try right, he was even more excited. We talked until Madam Pomfrey kicked him out of the warned, after him promising I would keep the secret. I smiled strumming my guitar quietly. It did make me feel good, to have someone who was there, who I could talk to, a brother. I smiled, leaning my guitar against the wall as Madam Pomfrey flicked her wand and the lights faded in to darkness. That night I dreamed of red silted eyes and a mirror.