The Secrets of Ellewood (Harry Potter)

CHAPTER TWELVE

Recap-

"Do you know who's face you saw in the smoke?"

I took a deep breath.

"Voldemort's"

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I hesitantly look up from the wrinkle in the sheets my gaze decided to lock onto and stare into Draco's eyes. We sit like this for awhile until Madam Pomfrey kicks him out and then he walks away after a stiff, awkward hug goodbye. I honestly was not in the slightest surprised by Draco's reaction, but it still felt like a kick to the gut. He probably didn't believe me.

"Go on, Dear, it is almost lunchtime. You may leave. Go enjoy a day free from classes." Madam Pomfrey gave me a smile and hands me a pile of clothes that someone must have grabbed for me. After I had thrown on the clean tee shirt and jeans, I heard something drop. I look down and chuckle at what was laying there.

The thin white frame stood out against the cool grey of the flooring and the colourful lenses shone brightly in the light seeping in through a gap in the curtains.

 My very own pair of spectrespecs.

Instead of going to the Great Hall for food, I took a right turn towards the Kitchens. I really just did not want to deal with people right now. And Draco was in there and so were my friends and I love my friends, but they ask so many questions and then there's the rest of the students most of which I don't even know and they're going to ask questions and I can't handle any of that at the moment.

Tickling the pear and stepping back for the painting to swing open, I proceed into the room and was immediately greeted by the house elves.

"Hi, can I just have some leftovers from lunch and a goblet of Pumpkin Juice?" I ask tiredly, sitting cross-legged on the floor. The house elf nods and flashes me a timid smile, scurrying away. The house elf returned with a grilled cheese and juice and I happily take them.

"Thank you. Um...would you like to sit?" I ask, taking a bite out of the grilled cheese. The house elf's eyes widen, but the elf sits in front of me, scooting as far from me as possible without backing up into the cupboards.

"What's your name?" I try to start a conversation after finishing the food.

"Missi" she squeaks, fumbling with her hands.

I extend my hand "Hi Missi, I'm Olivia Rosier." She stares at me for a moment and then says

"Oh, Missi knows who you are, Miss. Dobby speaks of Miss Olivia often." 

I blink and furrow my eyebrows, trying to remember if I'd ever met a Dobby.

"Who's 'Dobby' and why does 'Dobby' know who I am?"

"Dobby is a house elf. Dobby has seen Miss Olivia at school and knows who Miss Olivia's parents are. Dobby wants to meet you very badly. Dobby will be jealous that Missi got to meet you, and not Dobby."

A beat of silence passes and then trapped in a full-blown laughing fit.

"Missi does not understand what is so funny?" 

I pause "Wait, what do you mean 'Dobby knows who my parents are?'" 

"Miss Olivia's parents. Ki-" Missi was interrupted when a series of bangs resounded from the back of the kitchen. She sighs and jumps up, brushing off her pillow case-dress, and rushes off.

What was she about to say? Neither of my parents' names starts with a 'K'.

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Once again avoiding the main flow of students, I wandered off to the Clocktower Courtyard. It was still chilly out and I was only wearing a tee shirt, but I sat down on a bench, anyway. It wasn't long before another student came out and walked towards me. Once I'd recognized him, I relaxed slightly. I mean, at least it was someone I knew.