Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter LXVIII

Hogwarts, Unplottable Location, Scotland, Great Britain

Monday the 1st of November 1996

7:15 AM

"Wake up, Anya."

Bella groaned and turned over, expecting to bury her face in a pillow. Well, what she buried her face in was a bit harder but just as comfortable. She clutched whatever it was she was hiding her face in.

"Anya, get off me. I have to shower and I have to teach. I understand that you're tired from the ritual but we have to pretend it didn't happen," a voice murmured in her ear. Bella's eyes shot open at the reminder of the ritual and the power that had run through her. She leaned up and realized that her face was only inches away from Tom's. He didn't look as tired as he had looked yesterday.

Remembering yesterday made Bella remember her irrational behavior. Her irrational jealousy and her stupid excuses. She couldn't even remember why she hadn't wanted to do the rituals. They had felt so good…

"What time is it?" Bella grumbled as she pulled away from him and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked around and found that she was in a small bedroom that smelt of water and something rotting. Bella realized that they were still in the Chamber of Secrets. She looked at the fireplace and thanked the gods that she could get to the Gryffindor Common Room without walking through the halls.

"It's seven-fifteen. Gryffindors always wake up late. You have about fifteen minutes," Tom said, stiffly. Bella rolled her eyes and she leaned up and hugged him, tightly. He looked at her in surprise and she gave a tired smile.

"Tom…I don't think any less of you. I may not understand why you fear death so much and I may not approve of your decision to split your soul but I don't think less of you. You're still Tom. You're still my friend," Bella said, sternly. Tom's eyes softened and he gave a teasing smile. He slid off the bed and walked towards the fireplace, looking for Floo powder.

"I thought I was your best friend," he smirked. Bella didn't flush like he expected her to. She only nodded and smiled.

"You are. My best friend, I mean. What I told my mother was true…speaking of my mother, she's always here in the real world. Not that I don't want her to be but she always seems to come back to tell me something or the other. Why do you think that is?" Bella said, standing from the bed. She crossed to the mirror and scowled at the tangles her hair was in. It seemed that her hair had decided for once and it wasn't the manageable decision.

She guessed she'd be going curly today.

"Being a Horseman has to do with the mother, Bella. She's tethered to this world by something. Ask Luna about it. She'll explain it more," Tom said. Bella frowned when Tom mentioned Luna. She looked at him, slowly before she cleared her throat.

"You…don't have a thing for Luna, do you?"

Tom looked at her, incredulously. Bella began to panic at the thought and her eyes widened in horror and anger.

"Because Luna's a half-breed and if you don't like Mudbloods, why would you like half-breeds? Not that there's anything wrong with half-breeds. I do want to be an attorney for creatures. But, there's also the fact that she is deeply in love with my brother and they're probably going to break a Natural Law because of how in love they are and I mean, she's younger than me. And she's blonde! You always said that you wouldn't ever date a blonde. And she's an Elf. It's not like she could take your isde in the w—" Bella babbled.