Erabelle sat with Fred, George, and Erin and they were giving each other quizzes about charms class. She was in the middle of almost rolling on the floor laughing when she did a charm on Fred so that his ears turned purple.
Roger walked over to her and said,
"Hey! Uh, Snape said to say he wanted you to come to his office immediately. Seemed important."
"I wonder what that's about." She frowned, but never the less stood up and began to walk to the office, taking Roger's hand as they went.
"I like this." She sighed and leaned against him.
"Hmm." He smiled down at her. They had been together for just a week, but so far it had been going great. He was sweet and caring, and he always put her needs first.
"So, do you want to go to Hogsmeade tomorrow for a drink?" He asked her.
"Sure! I'd love to." She said and they arrived at the door.
"Do I have to see snape?" She whined and hugged him.
"It won't be that bad Era, and It hopefully won't take too long." He tried to be convincing. She finally broke the hug and pecked him on the cheek before entering the office.
She closed the door behind her and looked to see Snape standing in front of his desk, looking suspiciously at her. She looked around awkwardly and tapped her foot on the ground before asking,
"Well, what did you want me for?"
"I just wanted to... get some information." He said, walking up to her.
"What kind of information?" She said skeptically. He suddenly put his arm up and put his hand on her forehead and in a flash, everything around them changed. It was like what had happened last time, but longer. She was suddenly in the orphanage again but looking down on herself with Tommy Wilson, the boy who left. Then she was taken to the times where she was yelled at by Ms. Drusilla in her office. Then it was the first time she met Fred and George and all the books she would read, and the good days the three of them had together. And then there was the letter and the Weasleys, then her first day. They flashed through everything, including her fights with Draco until they were reaching the present.
Erabelle didn't want this anymore and focused her mind on stopping and going back to reality. It took so much effort that when she finally came back to the present she fell back, sweating and with the worst headache she had ever had.
"I see," Snape said and stood there, looking extremely surprised.
"What is wrong with you? What just happened?" She finally snapped and just yelled at him with no fear. He looked taken aback, but without waiting for a reply she just ran out of the room. She ran a long way and just didn't stop. She couldn't get the images out of her head, they were so confusing and her head hurt so much that it was throbbing with pain as she ran through the hallways. She ran until there was nowhere else to run to.
She stopped at the balcony of the astronomy tower, panting. Her heavy breathing began to return to normal as she stood there and stared out at the dark forest before her.
"What the hell just happened?" She asked herself.
"Well, I don't know but it doesn't look good." He said from behind her. Malfoy came up next to her and sighed.
"What's wrong?" He asked like it was the hardest thing in the world.
"Oh, it's nothing. Just detention with Snape." She said simply. He nodded understandingly.
She shivered, feeling freezing, only in her yoga pants and a tank top. Malfoy sighed like it was the most difficult thing in the world, and said
"Here," As he took off his jacket and put it on her shoulders. She pulled it on and was thankfully much warmer. She noticed it smelled like roses, and she smiled. She never would have thought Malfoy would smell like roses.
"Thanks." She said. She suddenly got another headache and winced, touching her forehead. Malfoy asked,
"What's wrong? Are you alright?" He frowned with what could almost be interpreted as worry.
"Yeah, just have a hell of a headache." She felt horrible and her head kept getting worse. Malfoy must have noticed because he said,
"Come on, you have to sit down."
"I'm fine!" She rolled her eyes.
"No, you're not. You look like you're about to pass out, Andrews." He said and grabbed her arm, dragging her to the bench on the side.
"I'll get you some water." He ran out of the room then returned a minute later with a glass of water in his hand. Handing it to her, he sat down next to Era, making sure she drank enough. Sure enough, she started to feel a lot better.
"There's really no need for this, you know. I can take care of myself." Era said. He looked at her like she was a little child he was giving a lecture to.
"Sure you can."
"What is that supposed to mean?" She said impatiently.
"Oh, sure. You would have frozen out here, and probably passed out on the floor if it weren't for me." He said in a snobby voice. She rolled her eyes and frowned.
"Oh, that is so not true. You're just so full of yourself. I would have been fine."
"Whatever you say, Andrews." He chuckled.
"Ugh! You're just- Ugh!" She stood up and started to walk away.
"Andrews. Wait, I'm sorry." He hesitantly said as she walked away. She stopped and sighed, turning around slowly.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." She walked away again, but she called out,
"If you're wondering, I'll be here again tomorrow night. " And she was gone. He shook his head and stood up, thinking to himself,
Wow. She is a strange one, that's for sure.
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Torn apart (A HP fanfic)
Fanfiction"My life seems to be going in so many different directions... help me, please... I'm getting torn apart." This is the story of Erabelle. She was abandoned as a baby, living with muggles in an orphanage for eleven years... until the day she met Fred...
