You Make Me Complete. You Make Me Completely Miserable.

parting ways

There came to a point when they realised it all had to end, and they hard to part there separate ways. Seamus decided to go back the clubhouse with draco, pyra decided it'd be best if she head back to the hospital wing, and Hermione didnt know what to do. She wanted to go with draco. She knew that she shouldn't but her heart over powered her and off they went. The four of them had been out so late the sun was starting to rise, and they were all dog tierd. The rising sun was a beautiful orangey glow in the center of a deep blue, all melted together like a box of crayons left out in the sun.
Pyra watched the sun rise through the broken window, the light bouncing off the broken glass and cascading crystal light around the drab room. while the other three hiked through the woods, birds sang all around them the morning doves cooed. How pyra wished to be with them, but she knew she had to get better, that it wasn't safe for her to be out now.
Seamus couldn't help but feel like the third wheel as the group trekked to the club house. Hermione and draco spoke quietly back and forth as Seamus lead the way. In the very back of his mind he was secretly wishing pyra was there, but he knew better then to wish those things. To think those kind of thoughts, for whenever he did something bad happened.
Draco held Hermione's soft pale hands as they walked along, breathing the sweet smells of nature.
" oh look at that sky." Hermione said breathlessly.
" its a beauty. " Seamus said stopping for a moment, resting his aching feet.
"Its pretty, but we must keep moving, if some student spy's us through a window who knows what will happen." Draco said tugging on Hermione's hand. No one argued with him. They were all to tired. There was a moment when they feared they would never reach the Clubhouse.
finally they arrived, the branches scooped them up into what almost seemed like a warm embrace. The sun seemed soft and the air seemed thick, the sounds of forest life was all around them. The three split up into there separate rooms each of them happy to just be going to bed and sleeping. They were struggling to keep there eyes from closing, finally one by one they gave in. In peaceful serenity they slept.

Well all of them except pyra. Pyra was being bumbarded with questions from proffeser's. She gave a desperate look towards Dumbledoor who received her message loud and clear.
"Alright Out outtha go, let me speak with her alone."
"Thank you proffeser." She spoke softly, now was no time to be loud.
" no need to thank me, and no need to explain anything my dear, do you mind if I just." Dumbledoor held his wand to the side of his head.
" but I like theese memory's sir." Pyra said defensively cupping her hands to her ears.
" oh no dear I'm not going to take them from you simply borrow, in order for everything to be sorted out. It would help others understand more about your kind." Dumbledoor reassured her. Pyra looked into his silver eyes, she wasn't one to be trusting, but he had done so much for her over the years.
" yes alright, but umm... wont that expose draco?"she nervously played with the plasticy hospital sheet.
" iv got it all covered don't you worry." He said helping her stand and walk to his office.
She went through the memory's one more time, of when this all first started on that day in potions class. The whirlwind she had been through the heart ache, and to give it all up? To let these memories be taken and manipulated? She wouldn't allow it! She couldn't! No, she had to, for her father for her kind... if she even had a kind.
Reluctantly pyra complied to Dumbledoor's offer and let her be stripped of her beloved memories, on one condition.
He had to make a copy of them, and that copy he could toy with, not the original. And she wanted to stay in the hospital wing until he had done so. Even for a great wizard like himself Dumbledoor would struggle to do this.
Those days locked away in the hospital wing would be blurry ones, no visits from friends, no flowers, no cards or balloons, just her and her thoughts layn up in bed. Not really sure why she was there, or why she had to be kept there so long. Dumbledoor's time was spent almost solely on copying her memories, this was at the moment most important to him. In his mind this could change wizards views of halfbreeds, and mudbloods forever. Through the eyes of their children they would see how a group of socially unacceptable students could be accepted by there peers. And that they could do the same because after all deep down they were still all wizards and thats what's important. Right?

Back at the tree house it had been days of much needed rest and relaxation. The three of them were starting to getting used to living together, and were starting to enjoy it. Hermione stayed in the guest room where she had spent that first night. Draco and Seamus now had there own rooms. The three began to work on there own plan for Draco's transformations, after all that's what the house of lupin was all about. Hermione was there honorary member of coarse she didnt know about half of what really went on, but they knew she would find out in time. Food supply began to run shorter shorter, and pyra had just started teaching Seamus how to hunt, so it was starting to become inevitable
That they would have to go back to the castle and get food. Which Hermione needed the rest of her things anyway if she was going to start living there. Yet they each didnt want to go back, none of them could pin point the exact reason why. Just something deep inside was stopping them.

*I'm sorry this was a boring,(but needed) chapter, things will become exciting again don't worry just stick with me please.*