My Own Treachery

Chapter 12 | Five Points, Each Of You

The next morning, Halloween morning, I slowly sat up in my bed, still dressed in my robes that I wore last night, I laid back down in my bed, Shivering as I remembered the three pairs of green eyes,of the three headed dog. I've come to the conclusion that that thing was Fluffy, it had to be. Sitting up I pulled out the diary from the pocket of my robes. I wonder if this thing, or Tom? Would knows anything. Sitting up, I grabbed my bag, that was prepped for today's classes, I then made my way out of the room, without waking anyone up, deciding to leave Capone here again.

After I freshened myself, up in the shared Slytherin bathroom, I went to the great hall. I saw Ron and Harry already there, talking excitedly, they must've been coming down from the adrenaline rush from last night, still. I'll admit it, I was still affected by last night, with a mixture of fear and a giddy light headed feeling. I went towards the Slytherin table, where Draco was working on something.

Once I sat down in my usual spot next to him, he looked up at me, "Alright, so I heard yesterday we're going to practice the levitation charms, there's Wingardium Leviosa, it makes things levitate, so as long as our wands is pointing them off the ground, the hover charm, leaves things, and people hovering in mid-air for some time, the floating charm makes small things float, while the rocket charm, does what?"

"It violently buoys an object aloft" I answered him, earning a confused look.

"Buoys? Aloft? Bloody hell, sometimes I think you're making things up" He responded writing down what I told him.

With a roll of my eyes I defined both words, "Buoys, the verb definition is to keep things above, and aloft means up in, or into the air."

He looked at me with a brow raised, "Why not just say, 'it violently keeps an object in the air' then?"

"I figured you knew what they meant" Giving him a wink I went on, "Next time I'll be sure to use small words, anyways, why are you rushing it anyways?" I questioned him, getting his homework done so early. We still had a class before we had time before charms, history of magic would be our first class today.

He shrugged, "So it's done and I can doze off in history"

The great hall was starting to fill up with more students, Owls soon started filling the room giving mail to their resipiants.

My raven had given me a letter, from my parents.

Dear Amber Rose,

You haven't sent us a letter yet, and it has us concerned. It would make your mother and I happy if you were to write us every once and a while.
How is Ravenclaw treating you? Are you impressing your professors and peers yet?

Remember, your marks are the most important.
With our deepest regards

Rowan Ravenclaw & Alma Rubus Ravenclaw

This letter does nothing but anger me. They just assume I'm in Ravenclaw! I still have no idea what to write back, I don't want to lie to them, but if I tell then the truth, who knows what they would do. At least by not writing them, I can stay in their good graces. I looked back up, when I notice everyone was rushing outside. What's going on?

Even Draco had left without a word. With a deep sigh, I stuffed the letter into my pocket, and followed everyone out of the great hall, except I kept walking towards my first class of the day. Taking a seat in the front, in my usually seat, I pulled out a quill, and the diary. Looking at it I took a breath of air and began to write in it.

"Question, how would you go about telling your parents something, that would make them likely disown you?"

I was shocked by the diaries reply,

"You just do it, I suppose? I never had parents to let down."

Feeling guilty I then wrote my own reply,

"I'm sorry, for talking about myself, when you aren't as, uh blessed to have parents, not sure what to say. New topic, sorry I haven't replied, right after supper, an unpredicted event had me beat."

I felt rude and terrible talking about my parents, learning the book had none. Wait, why am I sorry about a book not having parents? Do books even have parents?