Changing from within

Chapter Fifteen

Changing from Within

Chapter Fifteen

The next week pass with me in a constant flunk, a flunk I see Steph and Katherine sharing. We sit with each other at lunch, but Hannah and Megan do most of the talking. Guessing they are also missing there families, I stay quiet. Answering questions when asked but generally keep my thoughts to myself. 

Madame Pomfrey notices. She still expects me to come in and try spells every night, some days we do first year spells and others' more advanced. She never gets me to try the patronus again, however. Something I am both thankful and hateful for. Friday's turn out to be a very bad day, despite being the last day of the week. The night before, we are expected to treck all the way up to the Astronomy tower for our lesson there, we didn't get back to our common room until after two in the morning, to be woken up a couple hours later for double potions.  

Despite my  inner flunk, I still managed to find a Slytherin representative for our duelling club. A sixth year had come up to me asking if we would be doing it again this weekend, and I had told him what the plans were, he immediately signed himself up. I later learned, from Gemma, that he is a Half-blood, Chis Ingrid. The Weasely twins and Steph had got a guy from Gryffindor - Derrin, who had apparently been on the Quidditch team before leaving his fourth year to concentrate on his study's. Katherine, Gregor and Adam got a female, but they hadn't told me her name. And Hannah and Megan got another male.

As agreed, we meet up on Saturday, in the Headmasters office where it was agreed every Sunday afternoon, after lunch, we could have use of the Great Hall for our club. And the last Sunday of every month would be the best of each year group put against each other. Whilst the four seventh years, plus the Weasely twins got together to plan, we decided to meet in the Room of Requirement. Where Steph, Katherine and my flunks are brought forward by Megan.

"Look," she starts once we are all seated on the warm, metal seat, "I know we are all homesick-"

"Just a bit," I snort back, rolling my eyes, Megan gives me a brief glare for interrupting her.

"But we can't go around like this, we need to get this off out chests' and talk about it."

"Talk about what?" I snap back, glaring at her, "The fact that we may never see out families again?"

"I'm sure there will be a way to contact them." Megan replies, calmly.

"Yeah, like the guy who brought us here, and won't even get here until after Christmas?" I ask, glaring scathingly at the ground, our stupid fight from last week still fresh on my mind. #

"Well..." Megan pauses and I look up to see her glancing around, just as helpless as the rest of us, "Maybe we won't see them for a long time yet, but there must be something to help,"

"What, like writing letters for them?" I ask half-heartedly, to which Megan brightens.

"Yes, we can write letters for them. That way we are getting things off our chests and still talking to them... in a way."

"I'm not going to write a letter and leave it in a place any Slytherin may get a hold of it." I decline firmly.

"Yes, but your warded your bed, didn't you? So they can't get to it." Gregor adds, I glare at him for siding against me.

"I think it might help," Katherine adds quietly, looking down when we all turn to her. "And then  you can maybe burn the letter," she looks up, directly at me, "so it's like you are sending it to them and at the same time keeping others from reading it." Sighing heavily, I have to admit I do see the good points in what she is saying, sort of like a send off.