Lost in Blue

chapter fifteen

I walk down the hall laughing with some Hufflepuff I just met named Amalie. Fred and George basically just blew up the classroom during our OWLS. It was hilarious they had a huge fireworks set off and a fire dragon chased Umbridge. Classic.

The last few days before today though have been awful. Not only had Dumbledore basically fled the school, but Umbridge was promoted head master. I've spent every evening in detention still from getting caught, studying and sitting alone at dinner.

My friends haven't really talked to me and I know Grace feels terrible, but I know she also is hurt that I lied to her.

"There you are" Hermione and Ron coming running full speed towards me, "We got to go. Now."

Before I can even say good bye to my new friend I'm dragged away.

"What is going on?" I ask in a panic.

"It's Sirius" Hermione says, my heart sinking. "Harry had one of his visions. He's in danger. We need to go now"

I nod and pick up my speed. I know they need me or they wouldn't of asked for me to come. I'm one of the strongest witches in our year and they know that.

Ron explains how we're using the Flo powder from Umbridges office. We meet up with Harry in front of the class room.

We walk into the empty office. 100 of ceramic plates of cats are meowing are hung up on the pink wall. I barf in my mouth.

I see the green fire lit up on the other side of the room.

Harry leans in front of the fire and grabs a handful of powder.

"Alert the order if you can" he says.

"Are you mental?" Ron speaks back

"We're going with you Harry" I say leaning down beside him.

"It's too dangerous" he says to us.

"Harry when are you going to get this through your head. We're in this together" Hermione says leaning down on the other side of him.

"That. You. Are" we slowly turn around and see Umbridge behind us, a sick twisted expression on her face.

She sits Harry down in the chair as Hermione, Ron and I are stood by the table, held back.

"I saw this one trying to help the Weasley girl" Draco says, throwing Neville in the room.

His expression softens when he sees me. He tells Goyle to move so he can take his place, holding me back.

"What did I tell you Stella. Don't be stupid" he whispers at me. I can tell he's completely pissed at me.

"You were going to Dumbledore weren't you" Umbridge says leaning down to Harry.

"No" he says. I hear a loud smack go across his face making me tense in Dracos arms.

" You sent for me?" I look up and see Snape walk into the office.

"Snape. Yes. The time has come. Have you brought the Veritaserum Serum" she says standing up to look at him.

"I'm afraid you used it all up on the students" He says in his monotone voice. "Unless you wish to poison him, I cannot help you" he says turning to leave.

"He's got padfoot" Harry yells out to him, "he's got padfoot at the place where it's hidden"

Snape turns around and stares at Harry for a second.

"Padfoot? What is it? What is he talking about Snape ?" Umbridge stomps her foot down.

"No idea" Snape says before turning his cape and rushing down the stairs. I'm sure he's gone to alert the order about it.

"Very well, you leave me no choice Potter. The cruciatous curse sort to lossen your tongue" she says.

"It's illegal" Hermione speaks up.

"What Fudge won't know won't hurt him" Umbridge says as she flips to photo of Fudge on her desk, upside down.

"Tell her Harry" Hermione screams, lashing out of Lewis arms.

"Tell me what" she turns to look at hermione.

"Dumbledore's secret weapon"

I look at Ron and then back at Hermione. What weapon.

Umbridge leaves with Harry and Hermione, making us stay put. We don't have much time as the clock is ticking to save Sirius.

We stand in silence for a few minutes.

"What were you doing? Where were you going" Draco whispers down to me.

I can't tell him the truth because most people think Sirius black is dead. I shake my head, "doesn't matter"

"Of course it matters. You think I want to do this?" He says, referring to the situation and holding me back.

I don't say anything.

"What do you have there, Weasley?" Crabbe says as Ron pulls out sweets from his pockets. I recognize them immediately. They're puking pastels. Good thinking Ron.

Crabbe takes them out of his hands and passes them around to everyone. He hands one to Draco, I know of Draco eats one he'll be barfing all over me. I quickly shift making the candy fall out of his hand and onto the floor.

"Hey! I wanted that" he frowns.

"Trust me, you don't"

If on cue, Crabbe pukes everywhere on the ground. It's like a chain and everyone's puking. Everyone runs down out of the office. I get the chance to wiggle out of Dracos arms when his grip losens and run out of the office. I reach the bottom of the stairs before Draco grabs me.

"You're not going" he says pulling me.

"Draco you don't understand. I have to go, I have to help my friends" I say in a panic

"Stella, I'm not letting you get hurt. I don't know where they are going but I know it's not safe. Please" he says. Confusion crosses my face.

"Why do you suddenly care so much. Don't act like you give a shit about me" I snap.

"You're kidding right. I'm not going to let you go and get yourself killed" he lets out a sarcastic laugh.

"Why not? You don't give a shit. Like you've said for what? The last four years? You don't care about me, now let me go" I try pulling away but his grip is to tight.

"Stella, of course I give a shit about you. You don't realize that? I made myself sick staying up almost every single night when you wouldn't move from that couch after Cedric died. I spend half my time thinking about what to say to you or how to talk to you" he says to me. His grip loosens a bit but still has hold of my arm.

"I have a very hard time believing that Draco. You are nothing but cruel to me" I take the chance to pull my arm away. " Your stupid little speech worked. They're long gone now" I refer to Ron, Luna, Ginny and Neville.

"It's not a speech Stella. I meant it" he says with a hurt expression.

"Well I don't care, shove off" I say storming out of the class. Leaving the broken boy standing there alone.