After war

The cold hearted truth

I was sitting in the common room reading my muggle studies book, when Kalem walks in. I haven't seen him happy in weeks. he walks in with tears in his eye for the third week running. He gives me a dirty look and proceeds to his dorm room.

"Hey?" I say annoyed that he was glaring at me for no good reason.

"What?" he says not even looking at me.

"What is with you? you've been unhappy for weeks and now your blocking me out of all people! I mean come on! What is it that about?"

"Where do you want me to start? When your bestfriend broke up with me, for no reason? Or when I found out my brother was murdered?"

I stare at him in disbelief, I had no idea about him and Al or that he over heard me and reece talking about my dream.

"Wha..... what?" I say stuttering.

"Oh, I'm sorry did you not know? Oh wait you did, it was me and the rest of our family who didn't know."

"I, I'm sorry! Kalem I am so sorry, I wanted to tell you but I was young  didn't understand!"

"Don't even talk to me!, you kept this from me and.. and Dad and mum! how could you do that to your own family?"

I begin to cry, warm tears staining my red cheeks.

"That's not true!"

"What about that was not true?"

"Mum and Dad told me not to tell you! They heard me screaming and found us! Me and his body. Dad nearly passed out and mum sobbed and sobbed. When we were about to walk away they told me to not say a word to anyone about it. I was four! I didn't know what was going on, when mum and dad told me not to tell anyone I presumed that they were going to tell you when we were a bit older." I explained.

"What?" he said no longer upset and disappointed but angry.

he sat down on the sofa and his eyes shined with despair. He began to sob into his hands so I decided the best thing was to leave him to it.