Mysteries and Secrets

Chapter Three: As Days Go on, Time Grows Old

I jolted out of bed, panting. Horrible nightmares and memories plagued my slumber no matter what I did. I then remembered that I told Lizelle that I would get a snack and pushed off my covers. I walked quietly to the window. I opened it and stood on the ledge. Time to get the adrenaline pumping. I swan dived and did a flip, transforming. I pulled up and launched into the dark abyss that's spotted with small white lights. The Cheshire grin above me as I fly over the forbidden forest. I did many tricks and adrenaline-fueled dives, flips, and spins. My light blue scales shimmering and my galaxy eyes surveying everything around me. I finally found a random, nearly harmless animal. Prey. I told you I would find a snack. I swooped down and persued my victim.

After a nice bit of food, I made my way back to the dorms. I quickly changed back mid-jump and landed on my feet inside the room. I closed the window and made my way back into my bed.

As soon as I sat down, "Have fun?" It was Lizelle. Damn.

"Yeah...." I responded.

"Did you eat?" she asked, concerned.

"Yep," I said popping the "p". She gave a small smile and covered herself with her blankets.

"Night," she mumbled.

"Night," I said, relieved that she didn't press on. I then covered myself with blankets. Another day, another night.

The second day of Hogwarts. Hopefully, it isn't as embarrassing as the first. With my luck, it will probably be worse. I hopped out of bed and jumped onto Lizelle's. She yelped in surprise at the sudden weight which forced itself onto her. Which was of course me. She uncovered the blankets that were on her face and looked at me. "Ricky get off of me!" She yelled angrily. The twins then noticed that I was on top of Lizelle and jumped on as well. "Get off! All of you!" She started to push us off. After some rumbling and tumbling we eventually stopped and got ready for our second day. "I will get my revenge on you three." Lizelle threatened. "Haha! Sure Lizelle." I snarked.

I pulled on my regular tan messenger bag after putting on my robes. I then sped down to the common room. "Catch me if you can!" I yelled up to them. I heard their footfalls behind me. I was always the fastest in the family.

I then flopped onto the couch near the unlit fireplace. Lizelle was out of breath when she arrived and the twins were behind here slightly winded. They quickly sat down next to me, wanting to rest. "Slowpokes," I muttered. Lizelle gave a playful glare and lightly slapped my shoulder.

"It wasn't fair." She said, breathlessly.

"How so?" Was my response.

"You had a head start and you're more athletic than us." The twins agreed with her statement.

"Not my fault that you didn't do sports."

Lizelle then responded with, "I am a healer! And the twins are pranksters. Not sure what they are yet." The twins then giggled at that. They are pranksters, that's for sure!

Once it was time for breakfast we made our way out of the common room. We chatted about nonsense when all of a sudden the twins started to giggle. Lizelle gave them a questioning look. They told her what they were looking at without me being able to hear. She looked somewhere and then she started to giggle. I gave them a 'What the heck?' face and looked around. I saw nothing giggle-worthy anywhere. They then burst into louder giggles that they were trying to hold back. It obviously wasn't working. That made me even more confused. Them giggling either meant trouble or embarrassment. I was irritated and puzzled. "What are you idiots giggling at!" I heard soft chuckling behind me and then a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Newt. Oh. Oh! Those idiots! I turned my head and glared at my sisters. They just gave the 'I just got you in trouble when I really did the crime' little sibling look. I've seen that look too many times (I've also done that look). I then turned my attention to Newt, who was chuckling lightly. He then saw that my attention was turned back to him and stopped chuckling while turning his head to the ground. I felt a push on my back and practically fell onto Newt. He quickly caught me with a surprised look. "Um... sorry." I gave a sheepish smile.

"Uh, no. I mean, it's alright." He stuttered with flushed pink cheeks. WAIT, WHAT. He then put me back onto my feet while chuckling nervously. I'm pretty sure that I was blushing madly by now. A burst of giggles split the silence that had fallen between us. I looked over to where my sisters were supposed to be, but they weren't there. I saw them rushing out of the door giggling. Lizelle pushed me. I turned back to him and gave a shy and sorry smile. I tucked any stray hairs behind my right ear. Stupid nervous habit. He probably knows that I'm nervous now! He then started to rub his left elbow, trying to hide his flushed face. "I'm going to murder her..." I muttered. He just laughed, he apparently heard me.

"That wouldn't be a nice thing to do." He said. I just chuckled a bit.

"Yeah. It wouldn't even be worth it." He gave me a confused glance.

"Why?" A simple answer threw itself out, "I'd lose a sister." He chuckled.

"I have a brother like that," I remembered. Theseus. "I don't doubt it."

Speak of the devil. Theseus walked behind his brother without his knowing of it. He placed a hand roughly on Newt's shoulder. I could see fear spread across his face. "Hey, Newt! Good to see you!" I saw the fright slide away as he realized it was his brother.

"H-hey Theseus," Newt said shyly.

"What are you doing? Wait a moment..." He paused and looked at me. "Who are you looking at?" He asked with a smirk. Newt blushed and looked away.

"Someone..." He mumbled. That was adorable. Stop it! Bad brain!

"I'm pretty sure that's true." Sarcasm. "Haven't I seen you around?" He questioned. "Kind of hard not to when we have the same common room." I chuckled. He then looked at the Gryffindor emblem on my school robes. He muttered a small 'oh'.

"Isn't your sister the one with red hair." He was talking about Lizelle. "I'm pretty sure I have more than one sister." I joked.

"Who else then?" I could see Newt shrink back. He lives in his shadow.

"The twins. Anyways, Newt, I believe we have somewhere to go." He looked at me surprised. Apparently, he was shocked that I chose him instead of his brother. I know that feeling.

We walked a bit nervously towards the Great Hall. We both didn't know what to say to each other. I was going over the events that just happened and planning ways to get revenge on my sisters. I don't know what Newt was doing, but he had a blush and a nervous expression. The silence was broken, "Umm... Thanks, for.... Getting us out. Of that. Situation." He stumbled over his words.

"No problem! I really didn't like that situation either. And my sisters will probably start to worry about me soon. Or assume. Either is a bad situation to be in." I shuddered at the thought of them assuming too far.

We then arrived at the great hall and parted ways. I walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat next to my sisters. Lizelle took quick notice of my appearance at the table. She smirked at me. Oh no. "How'd it go?" She teased.

"Not the way that you're thinking, that's for sure!" I answered. I pulled a sandwich onto my plate.

"Geez, you don't have to be so rude about it. Have some more! You're going to die at this rate!" I rolled my eyes at her worrying. It's not going to do much.

The day's over and now it's time for bed. Well, that's what I thought. Apparently, my sisters thought otherwise. They kept chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting and chatting.

"Let me sleep dammit!"......Silence. "Thank you. Goodnight." They eventually huffed and said goodnight as well. Hopefully, there is just silence from the Sandman tonight.