Cupid

[3]

A whisper of freezing air sweeped above my face my pores instantly closing, the remaining heat my body could compress lashed out a particle barrier around myself. My skin brush against the prickly hard fabric beneath me, every joint of my body aching making me immobilized. As my senses return, I could hear muffled voices surrounding me. They sound nervous, anxious and scared, every word that came out their mouth it seemed like someone was rising the tempo of their speech. Once all my senses united I knew I couldn't pretend to still be asleep, plus I need to know what's happening.

My eyes slowly flutter open revealing Hermione, Harry, Luna, Ron and now awake and kinda healthy looking Brielle. "Well we're not that far from Hogwarts now, I think we should change into our robes. Brielle I'll help you don't worry, your still extremely pale." Hermione babbled.  Usually whenever Hermione speaks her body posture is all formal, however currently her back is arched and her foot is rapidly tapping the floor.

"Someone wake up Cupid and tell her to change, also that I'm going to retrieve her luggage from the other compartment." Hermione began to slowly rise from her seat, Brielle using her shoulder as a support beam. They can't go and get my belongings after all that they've done, I slowly began to move my lower body. First the legs, torso and head. Finally I'm sitting up straight, no ones has notice me. They're definitely stressed about Brielle's injury, I need to get their minds off it for a while at least.

"You don't need to and please allow me to grab my luggage, you've help us enough. You can take care of Brielle, she's better in your hands anyway." Every pair of eyes are on me, even Luna snapped out of her daze. A tight grip lashed onto my hand, I looked down and to see that Ron's hands are still intertwined with mine. His electric and rumba red hair styled into an over used mop, and his piercing blue eyes hypnotising me. His warm and soft hands in casing mine, Jesus fucking Christ.

I can't seriously be head over heels for him, he's Harry's best friend I can't he's a manky knobhead. Shit. I need to snap out of this, I can't have feelings like this. Draco isn't a friend anymore, he's a ghost from my past now. These people are now my friends, I owe it on my honour to Brielle. I look over towards Brielle her pale complexion turning transparent, her dirty blonde hair in the moonlight shimmered golden, and her baby blue eyes filled with terror. 

She made me realise that I couldn't allow others to control and shape me into their perfect image, I need to overcome my mind of judgment and release the side of me that I've been concealing for years. "Thank you all for helping Brielle and I to get better." The grip on my hand tighten, I can feel my blood circulation clogging up. "I want to especially thank you Brielle, you have made me realise that I need to choose my friendships wisely. However I need time to myself for a bit, my brain needs to settle in from this sudden move."

"Well know that we're here for you Cupid, you can always trust in us." Ron notified me reassuringly, I smiled at what was an enemy but actually something I want to protect. I walked out of the compartment without second thinking, I need some time to figure things out. As I walk down the hallway many eyes followed I could sense fear and disappointment, the muffled sound to people sharing rumors about my disgrace and dishonor.

Keeping my head up and being proud of what has happened I proceed down the hallway, I planned out how I would retrieve my luggage from the compartment. My only hope would be that Draco, Crabbe and Goyle are in there, but with my luck Parkinson would be in there drooling on her prize. The prize that I had to sacrifice, now it's hers the worst person alive. She doesn't deserve him. 

"Aw, baby look Selwyn has betrayed her family's pride. She has risked everything even her precious siblings, daddy will punish her by having to watch her siblings being tortured." Great looks like I was correct, Parkinson is in there. That bint, what does she know about my family more so of my siblings? 

I've trained them secretly before they had to run, they know every charm and curse. They can produce every potion, they're brave young witches and wizards. No one is going to capture nor torture them over my watch, they'll have to go through me to get to them. Even if it means destroying my honor and being disowned by my mother, who even wants her to be their mother?        

I stride on, the heat from the light spreading across my face. As soon as I was in view of the compartment, their eyes penetrating my skin. I risked a quick glance, all my belongings scattered along the floor. Parkinson, one day I'll murder you making me having to clean everything up before you. I was about to carry on until a glimmer of light from my private box triggered me. This is going to be fun.

I could feel the wicked grin stretching across Parkinson's face, "IMMOBULUS." The sound of silence filled the air, the thumps of bodies crashing onto the floor. Who's smiling now? I stood there returning the smile to the useless trollop in front of me. I grabbed my belongings and shoved it in my luggage, feeling like a queen I had the audacity to break their wands. However that me is in the past, I walked into the hallway happy that I finally got my revenge.

I think my time alone is cut short, I have a new and improved family that loves and cares for me. I strutted down the hallway, I'm so happy maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I knock on the compartment door, "uhm well I got my stuff back and I got my revenge. However I didn't want to be lonely, so I-" Unexpectedly Ron embraced me in the biggest bear hug ever, I can definitely get used to this.

"Let me put this somewhere, welcome to the Potter gang. Everyone our newest member Cupid Selwyn." I couldn't but laugh, Ron was trying to lift the spirit however he didn't need to. The spirit of family is all in us, I sat next to Brielle. Even at her worse she looked like the bravest princess in the world, a princess who doesn't rely on a man to save her.

I couldn't resist, I tightly hugged Brielle like she was the last thing on Earth. She's the most precious thing that I could have. "I feeling like trash, not doing anything all because of this stupid cut." I stared at her bewildered, how can she say that? She isn't trash, however how am I supposed to respond? I looked at her smiled and I knew exactly how, "Brielle you know, one's man trash is another man's treasure." 

She looked at me like I was insane, she's probably thinking where I was going with this. I chuckled, I put my arm around her shoulder and made her to look me in the eyes. "Brielle you claimed to be trash, well to me and the others your our greatest treasure." I wouldn't call myself a romantic person but, damn that was smooth. Brielle's cheeks and ears instantly grew a rosy red. This is going to be the best year ever in my life.