Elektra Black I

Chapter 16 | The Ball of Light

"Okay, first of all, he hugged you! Second of all, are you feeling okay?" Jada shut the door quietly behind her as El rushed towards Newt who was more than happy to see her. He was busy chewing off a part of his branch when they had walked in. "It was just a hug, I suppose. But yeah, I'm feeling a little better. Thanks, Jada." El had reached into her bedside table, retrieving a small handful of dried up insects. She walked back over to Newt and with a small smile on her face, she fed some to a rather hungry Bowtruckle. Jada moved from the door to sit casually at the end of her bed.

"Anyway. I need to tell you something but you can't tell anyone else!" El finished up Newt's feeding and turned around to face her best friend. Jada looked curiously at her, waiting for her to speak since the two girls had a great form of trust already. "I saw the woman once you had left. I think she was hiding." El saw a concerned Jada sat across from her. "So she was a ghost then?" Jada asked, fiddling with her pillow. El shrugged her shoulders, not sure of the answer herself. "That's the thing. She was clearly dead because she had vanished as quickly as she appeared. You saw the corridor, there was nobody in there! She didn't seem see-through like the other ghosts..." El looked back at Newt for comfort before carrying on, "She said that she had been summoned or awakened, I can't remember the words exactly. Then, she told me that I was the only one who could control it." Jada looked puzzled at El, "What's it?" El shrugged her shoulders again, "My question exactly. She vanished suddenly after." El and Jada fell silent, the only sound was Newt crunching on his food. "So whoever this entity was, she was relaying a message? But who could have awakened her?" Jada asked, getting up to pace around the room. "What if- what if this has something to do with that energy thing you told me about?" Jada suggested, still pacing up and down the dormitory, deep in thought. El questioned it for a few moments, "I mean... there is a possibility. But the only person who technically found it was my mother and that woman didn't look like her. She was much older than her, maybe mid-thirties?" El was positive that it wasn't her mother but some part of her still questioned it. Could it have been?

El and Jada walked down to dinner with each other, as the trio had already left. On the way there, El couldn't help but stare at the top floor hoping to see the woman again. Had she really seen it or was it her imagination? "I think I'm going to ask Dumbledore for my mother's diary. He's had it for a month now. It's rightfully mine." El said in hushed tones, trying to not draw attention to herself. Jada nodded her head, "It would definitely make life easier. But it's Dumbledore! If there's some dangerous or highly intense magical energy-matter out there somewhere, two fifteen-year-olds aren't going to find it. But he might, El! He's the most powerful wizard of the century!" Jada insisted as they had reached the bottom of the staircase. "Maybe a conversation with him about what you saw would be a good place to start." She suggested, pushing open the big oak double doors and into the hustle and bustle of the hall. The teachers, apart from Hagrid and Flitwick, were all sat down and a good portion of the students were already seated too. "Alright. It won't hurt." El agreed, taking their seats next to the trio. Hermione smiled at them as they both sat on either side of her.

Dinner went by quickly, their plates filled to the brim with scrumptious hot food and succulent sweets for after. Harry and Elektra had avoided eye contact throughout, and she only spoke to Hermione and Jada casually. Their feet had bumped each other under the table, but he ignored it and carried on chatting to Ron and Fred about the Quidditch Friendly he had in two days time. From what El could hear, they had been practising all week. That explained why he smelt so strongly of broomstick handles!

As they finished up their desserts, El piped up to the boys, "Can I come to the match?" Their section of the table had gone quiet and Fred was the only one the speak, "You! Wanting to go to a Quidditch match? What's gotten into her, George?" George looked up from his conversation with Angelina and smirked at her knowing full well why. "I wonder..." Before things could get awkward, she carried on, "Oi, ginge. There's a first for everything!" Jada snorted into her pumpkin juice and muttered, "Yeah, you got that right." El wished that she was sat next to her so she could kick her from under the table at her comment clearly talking about her finally having something to do with the topic of boys. "I just meant that I want to support you all as you do with me." She glanced at Harry who had finally looked up at her, holding his pumpkin juice in his hand. "Y- yeah! That'd be great! Do you know how the game works?" Harry asked, trying to hide his excitement. Although she was a pure-blood and knew more about Quidditch than Football, Remus had never been the biggest fan of Quidditch. So that meant El had only been to a handful of games at Hogwarts purely because everyone else went to them and everyone knew that.