Raised By A Killer // Harry Potter FanFic //

Realisation

The next week was horrible, but got better.

Constantly avoiding anyone who wanted to talk to me, including Logan, was harder then I thought. I was depressed and wanted to go back to my friends and apologise, even though I had done nothing wrong. And now, Professor McGonagall had yet again on a Saturday afternoon, called me into her office to tell me I needed to go to class, and that if I kept skipping, it was possible they would expel me.

"But Professor-" I start, as I sit on the chair in front of her desk.

"Trista, you are a very bright young lady, and you are very kind. I know you are going through some things at the moment..." I look up at her, this was the first time she mentioned this.

"You do?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, and I'm afraid your friends are right and you need to trust them."

I throw my hands in the air. "Why? Why does everyone keep saying that?"

"Trista, you always felt like you didn't belong until you met Harry, Hermione and Ron. Does that not tell you something? Does that not mean that without them, you are just as worse of as you were before?"

I ponder over this question for a bit, realisation hitting me.

"I guess your right, but I don't understand why I can't know about this Order thing!"

"Trista, when the time is right, I'm sure you'll find out."

"Yeah?"

"Yes," she says smiling at me. "You better hurry along, don't want to miss going to Hogsmead, would you?" I smile back as I leave and head towards the dorm. Professor McGonagall was right. I was better off with my friends, not without them.

I was bubbling inside, feeling completely opposite to the way I was this morning. It was like Professor McGonagall had turned the light bulb on in my head that had been turned off for a while.

I practically run upstairs and into the common room where my best friends are sitting in our favourite spot.

"Trista!" Ron says looking at me as I smile.

"You're smiling!" Says Harry fake dumbfounded. I laugh at his stupidity.

"I'm sorry guys, I shouldn't have ignored you this last week," I say looking down. I listen to them all shuffle on the couch. I look up under my eyelids to see Hermione patting the spot next to her for me to sit and I do.

"Trista, we are your best friends, and we're sorry we can't tell you, but trust me, we will eventually." Hermione says giving me a hug.

"I've missed you guys," I said hugging her back.

"We've missed you too."

*

"So, now that the one with the idea is back, we can finally plan our defence meetings," Hermione says.

"Oh of course!" I say excitedly, "how are we going to get people together, though?" I ask.

"Well, we've kind of already done that. We've been whispering in people's ears for the past week, and now we are going to all meet up in the Hogs Head this afternoon when we got to Hogmead."

"The Hogs Head?" I ask cringing a tad. That place was dirty and creepy.

"Yes, that way no one from school will over hear us," Hermione says and I nod.