"are you lonely?"
-I sat in Snape's office, dirty, cold and numb. I have cried to my heart's content. And now I was left with a numbness. Snape had given me a quilt so I could wrap it around my shoulders.
I sat on the cold hardwood floors, staring at the fireplace before me. My eyes were red and puffy and my cheeks were stained with tears. I clutched my knees.
I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I looked behind me to see Snape walking up to me with a cup of tea in his hands. He puts the cup of tea in-front of my face. I hesitantly grabbed the warm cup. I turned back towards the fire before taking a sip from the cup. Warmness went down my scratchy throat. I still felt nothing.
"Have you calmed yourself down?" Snape said. I didn't respond to the man. I didn't want to.
I felt my slow heartbeat through my ears. I heard Snape beginning to leave my side. I turned my head to look at him.
"Cedric wouldn't want me to be shut out from my peers and friends. He'd want me to continue my life just as it was." I said. Snape stopped in his tracks.
"But, how am I supposed to do that?" A single tear fell from my eye. He turned to look at me. He looked a bit sorry for me.
"Take it one day at a time." Snape said. It looked like he was thinking a bit before speaking up again. "Dumbledore ordered me to Mr. Moody's office. Harry went with him shortly after we had left. If you'd like to you can check up on your little brother." He said.
That's right. Harry. Oh, god. I nodded quickly before standing to my feet.
*
We were at Moody's office door with Dumbledore and McGonagall. He quickly pulled out his wand when he heard yelling coming from inside.
"Expelliarmus!" Dumbledore yelled. The door crashed open and Moody was there wand in hand pointing it at Harry Potter. Moody was knocked into a chair by a spark of light. My eyes widened. Did the man do something wrong?
We ran inside of the room. Dumbledore clutched onto Moody's jaw.
"Severus." Albus said. Snape had a potion in his hands inside of a vial. He opened it and poured the liquid in the man's mouth. Moody choked on the liquid but he still drank it.
"What did he do?" I asked.
"He's a traitor." Severus said. He was? What did he do? Wait... he must have put our names in the Goblet of Fire!
"Do you know who I am?" Albus asked.
"Albus Dumbledore." Moody gurgled out.
"Are you Alastor Moody? Are you?" Dumbledore asked, clutching the man's collar. What was going on?
"No." He responded. My eyes widened.
"Is he in this room?" Albus. The man looked over at a chest across the room. Albus and the two Professors quickly approached it. Snape pointed his wand at the chest and it completely opened up.
What in Merlin's beard? My eyes widened. I stood just behind Snape just in case anything dangerous jumped out. We looked inside to see... Professor Moody, he sat there with only his under clothes on. Then who was that just in the chair?
"You alright there, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.
"I'm sorry, Albus." Moody said.
"That's Moody. But then who's—." Harry said but cutting himself off. Snape opened the flask he had taken from Moody and smelled the liquid inside.
"Polyjuice Potion." Snape said, looking at Albus.
"Now we know who's been stealing from your stores, Severus." Albus said. This was all so much to take in at once. Who was that man pretending to be Moody?
We suddenly heard grunting and gurgling behind us so we turned around to look at the fake Moody. His face was morphing drastically into a different face. My eyes widened as it fully changed into Barty Crouch Junior. He suddenly reached out for Harry which made me pull him back by his arm.
Dumbledore and Snape push the man back into his seat. He had a crazed expression as he hissed at the lot of us.
McGonagall pointed her wand at his neck. He sat there completely still now. The teachers were on high alert.
"Barty Crouch Junior. I'll show you mine if you show me yours." The man said before pulling up his sleeve. There laid a Death Eater mark. Wait a minute.
I grabbed Harry's arm before pulling up his sleeve. A deep cut laid there and blood oozed out slowly. The teachers look at the cut before looking back at Barty.
"You know what this means, don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned." He said hissing.
"I'm sorry, sir. I couldn't help it." I hear Harry say to Dumbledore. I let go of his arm.
"Send an owl to Azkaban. I think they'll find their missing prisoner." Dumbledore said.
"I'll be welcomed back like a hero." Barty said proudly.
"Perhaps. Personally, I've never had much time for heroes." Dumbledore said. I grabbed Harry's arm. He glanced back to look at me.
"We need to get you to Madam Pomfrey's." I said. He nods before we leave the office.
*
It was the next day. It was officially the end of the year. It felt like it went by like just a breeze. Dumbledore had called for a school meeting in the grand hall and I immediately knew what it was going to be about.
My heart was too torn apart to attend. Camille and Abigail decided to attend but they were okay if I didn't want to.
I laid in my bed, numb. I stared at the open window revealing the black lake before me. Sea creatures swam through the waters freely.
What was I going to do this summer? I couldn't just lay around till my fifth year. Maybe I'd feel just a little bit better next year. I needed to take it one day at a time, as Snape would put it.
The schools that visited us had gotten their things and left. I'd definitely miss their company.
I needed to pack for my trip back home. I sighed. My body couldn't move from the bed. I suddenly hear the dorm room open. I looked at it to see who it was.
It was Cammy and Abigail, they had saddened expressions on their faces. They looked at me with deep sympathy. They walked over to my bed and I saw Camille get on it before cuddling into my back, hugging me snugly and tight.
Abigail climbs in as well and cuddles into Camille's back. I smiled a bit before a skinny, barely visible tear left my dry, redden eyes. I looked back at the window and just stared at the sea creatures.
"We'll stay with you as long as you like." Camille says. I sniffled a bit. Everything would be fine. I'm not alone.
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to be or not to be~draco malfoy~year four
Fanfictionviolet goldhorn. descendant of merlin and hecate. shes not really good at this love thing is she?