The Bluebird's Dance

7

Carmen

I wish I could take everything back. I've acted like a child. A fool. How can I be so arrogant. Mother would kill me if she knew how I acted. She would be so disappointed to see all I have done to ruin my family name more. She would have probably put me under the Crucio Curse just for leaving the table without excusing myself. I could see it now, nostrils flared and eyes savage. A vein popping out of her forehead. Her teeth would be clenched, jaw tight. She no longer has any mercy. I know that now. She no longer has patience and everyday I give her reasons to show me her anger.

A tear escaped the barrier, falling down my cheek. God, I'm so foolish. My own mother hates me, her daughter. Now a boy whom I have barely talked to hates me as well.

Draco makes my skin crawl. Something he does, it messes me up. What is so wrong with me?

Everything.

I know the answer. I've known it for a long time now. It just hurts to acknowledge it.

I've spent most of my nights up here, on this tower. It all is soothing. The violent wind, the trees rocking back and forth, the waves crashing on the lake. It was almost like back in France. Almost. The night was awake with disarray, as was my mind. The headaches have continued, it almost feels like it is getting worse and worse rather than better. There is nothing I can do about it though, I haven't mentioned them to anybody. Adrian was already worried about me to begin with, I don't need to give him another reason to stress more.

The wind is howling, letting out a nasty sound. I probably would have stayed here for the entire night, if it weren't for one of the Hogwarts Professors. He was of a bigger build, very wide and large. He sniffled and growled out some rude comment, motioning for me to follow him. His wooden leg made a lot of noise as we descended the stairs and entered one of the numerous halls.

"Beauxbatons?" He snarled and I nodded in response, not looking up at him. He scoffed, and I finally had the courage to look up. With the little light there was in this hall, I could see his face. It was marked with many scars, almost resembling the bark of a tree. When I looked into his eyes, I recognized who had caught me. Mad-Eye. That's what Adrian said his name was. Mad-Eye was terrifying from head to wooden toe. I was petrified, only being able to move my feet as he continued through the corridor. "Name?" He asked again, not bothering to look back at me.

"Carmen Héry," I mutter, my voice is barely audible.

Mad-Eye looked up at me, his odd blue eye went wild. He grunts, speaking again, "Héry, is your mother Ann Héry?"

I'm so confused. How does mother know this messy and disturbing man. "Ummm, yes," it sounds more like a question.

Mad-Eye scoffs, "Just go up to your dormitory, stay out of trouble."

I have so many questions, but I'd rather not get a detention. Quickly leaving the corridor as fast as I can, I feel some sort of relief.

No one had noticed I was gone, everyone was sleeping in their beds as I had made my way to my own. Pulling the soft covers over myself, I think about tomorrow for a change.

The first task was tomorrow, but no one would tell us what it was. Adrian said something about dragons, but that can't be possible. We are children, definitely not able to handle a dragon. As I continued wondering what exactly could the task be about, I soon drifted off.

...

"Come on Carmen!" a high-pitched voice called. My eyes squinted in the bright morning light, fighting to stay open against the deep feeling of tiredness. Gabrielle, Fleur's younger sister, had been doing cartwheels up and around this small room. She stops at the foot of my bed, giving me a charming smile that her and her sister shared. I lifted myself upright, looking out at the window. The sky was covered in clouds, and trees had blown against the wind roughly. This is gonna be fun.