Wristbands | Sirius Black [1]

Chapter Sixteen

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[Chapter Sixteen: Wristbands]

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     Aspen instantly regretted her decision to obliviate a bunch of Slytherin boys. She replaced one illegal action with another which penetrated the mind of another human being. She removed the previous moments from five students' minds all to save her own back. Then again, she also saved the Order from exposure . . . despite being the one who almost exposed it completely. So she was simply cleaning up the mess she made. The only one of the Slytherins who still knew of the Order was Jay.

At least, that was what she hoped.

He could've told more people about it already, or he could have just told those boys she obliviated about it all over again. Either way, she was screwed—if Jay did tell more people, she was in trouble. If he doesn't, she'll still be in trouble because of her paranoia. Since then, she's been extra jumpy around people. Especially around the Beau siblings, Colby seemed innocent but, then again, Jay did too. Aspen didn't even know what to think about the sister, who she still hadn't learned the name of.

Aside from her troubles, Wendy hadn't spoken to her in a while, Aspen barely even saw her. Nor did she see Evelyn a lot—the only times she saw them were either at night or in the early morning. She only sees them because they're sleeping in their beds, it was odd, they always came back minutes apart from each other.

Everything was different now. What the bloody hell did she start?

Aspen didn't pay any mind to them, she was too busy with her own problems—as selfish as it was to say. Regardless, at that moment there wasn't anything directly affecting her, except maybe her mind, of course. The only interaction she had with other people was during classes, and she never spoke voluntarily. Other than that, she was with the Nutcracker—who was actually starting to cooperate with her. She didn't want to visit Myrtle because somehow, someway, that ghost always knew something was wrong with her. Aspen did not feel like being interrogated.

Everything was going great as she avoided social interaction with other human beings until one certain Wednesday of the week. She woke up that morning feeling different, not a good difference—but a familiar bad difference. A bad difference that made her want to sleep for the rest of her life. But she couldn't do that, she had to continue doing well in school. She may no longer be joining the French Auror Academy, but she didn't want to ruin her streak of good grades. She didn't want to make people believe she was unworthy of anything.

Even though she was undeserving of all.

She got into her uniform and ignored her make up. Normally, she wanted to at least fix up some of her features—but she just couldn't seem to accumulate the energy.

Once at the great hall, she immediately heard the obnoxious chatter of students. It was like none of them were tired—Aspen scoffed and sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table. Of course, every Gryffindor student excluding what had to be a few were sitting at all the other tables there were. Wendy wasn't to be seen but Evelyn could be seen sitting at the Ravenclaw table. Aspen could also see the Beau's all sitting together at the Slytherin table—that made her uncomfortable. Emma Stark was sitting at the Hufflepuff table speaking to a blonde-haired girl alongside Peter Pettigrew.