Thick Smoke

Remember a Malfoy

"I came, just like I promised I would, Ophelia"

His voice was echoing through the whole house even though he wasn't yelling. It sounded so cold and firm. Whoever that man was, he was intimidating.

Ophelia glared at the stairs before she opened a secret compartment in the wall from the far back of the hall. Her hands were shaking as she grabbed an elongated object that looked like a stick and grasped it. She had to be strong for her daughter. She had been entangled into his web for far too long and she had so many regrets that were still haunting her. That man tainted everything in her life and she didn't want that to happen to her daughter as well.

The person who got first in the hall was a woman with strange and messy hair and with a terrible expression on her face. She was content and cocky, in a bad way.

The little girl walked closer to the door and listened.

Those pale green eyes narrowed at the crowd getting on the first floor, "You will never have her. Never."

"Stupid woman. You're doing the same mistake as my stupid cousin." The messy haired woman sneered. "Give us the girl!" The woman screamed while waving her hand dangerously towards Ophelia.

"No. She is my daughter and I won't let her end up like I did." Ophelia said as she squeezed her wand angrily and straightened her back. She had no chance against them but it didn't matter.

The crowd of strange people scattered but the one who walked towards the woman was not the cloaked man. No, it was a man with platinum blonde hair and piercing grey eyes. He shook his head in disappointment and moved aside, letting the real danger face Ophelia.

"You did it with your own hands." The blonde mumbled before the same loud curse echoed through the hall.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Eliza woke up with a jolt, grasping for air and trembling from every corner of her body.

She calmed down after a few minutes and took a shower. The girls weren't up yet so she could take her time.

With the water falling over her head, she couldn't help but remember the dream. Maybe Remus was right and she did need a change of environment because something new popped up. It wasn't very relevant because he didn't seem to have any higher position than the rest but the way he was looking at Ophelia, with such disappointment...

After she finished her shower, she stopped for a moment to look at her reflection in the mirror. It was foggy so Eliza had to wipe it a bit so she could see her eyes at least. She caressed her cheek softly and sighed. Those green eyes were not exactly the same pale color as her mother's but they did look alike. The rest of her face was a softer version of the crazed man who escaped Azkaban.

When Eliza walked back in the room, the girls were making their beds.

"Oh, you're awake already. Did you shower?" Hermione asked, still dazed from waking up.

Eliza nodded and grabbed her clothes. She finally had color on her robes and they were pleasant to the eye.

The first class of the day was Divination with Professor Trelawney. From what Eliza piqued up during breakfast, it seemed Divination and Care of Magical Creatures were new classes that some students chose and some didn't. The point was Eliza did not choose anything and her timetable just came to her already prepared. Unconsciously, her eyes fell over the satff table but instead of catching Lupin's eye she caught another's.

Finding the Divination classroom was another big problem because Eliza had no idea whatsoever where she was going. When she finally found the classroom, she was ten minutes late and had to sneak at the nearest table.