It was Draco's voice, I felt it. It seemed to be to far away to be real though. "Is it possible to read the mind of a person that is very far away?" I want to know looking at Lupin genuinely curious. "I don't know, I don't know the rules of mind reading, but I think I can find a book, before contacting the person." He tells me. "And now try again, you are doing very well today." His voice filled with encouragement, he placed a hand on my shoulder. Determined I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
A smile formed on my lips and I looked at Lupin. "Thank you." I say and he nods calmly.
We practice for a good hour, before returning home to Mrs Weasley, who had already made breakfast.
I sat down and Lupin left, before we started to eat."So Y/n, I sent an owl for McGonagall and asked if you could return. I think it's time." She tells me happily, loading tons of food on my plate. If I continue eating at this rate I'll soon be able to roll back to Howard's for sure. "Thank you a lot, I really want to return. I miss everybody and it makes me crazy to just sit around and be no big help."
"Oh Darling, you have been a great help in the household, but I surely understand what you want to say." "Do you think I can do it?"
She nods.
Then I would go. I was scared, but I also knew nothing could ever happen to me, when I was with the other's and even if something happened to me, it would be for a reason. "You still need new clothes right?" She asks and I nod. I've been wearing the same things over and over again, but in Howard's, I would need a little more than what I owned. "Shall we go and buy some after breakfast then?"
I nod my head and slowly start eating.🌹
I held my suitcase in my right hand and walked towards the big entrance of my school. "Miss Hunter, good to see you again." Professor Snape walked towards me, as if he was happy about my appearance. "It's good to be back Sir." I reply and fake a smile. At least I faked it at first, then my incredible happiness brought it on itself. "I hope you won't fail us." He added half-heartedly in his all so famous manner. "I'll make sure to not do that Sir." And there it went, my happiness faded to a slightly annoyed mood. "I thought so. Now follow me."
I did as I was told and followed him through the halls of Howards, ignoring the stares of every single curious soul that saw me passing by. Why where they there though it was still early...
I wondered if I could ask Snape a question, but was scared as well. "Is Professor Umbridge well and healthy?" I disguise my urge to know if she's still there, by asking the most stupid thing I could think of. "I suppose." Snape replies. I've never seen or better heard a person, that spoke with the same amount of indifference and disinterest as Snape did on a usual base. "Can I attend the lessons today?" I asked lifting my suitcase once more, to get a better grip.
Then I spot those eyes, kind in their appearence, but at the same time, serious and curious. Always looking around for a new thing to see. Hermione, with all her strenght, pressed her shoulder against one of the cold walls made of stone. Harry and Ron with their back towards my face, don't turn around. Though, for a second I though I was able to see Ron's head twitching. I wink at her and she smiles, her hair tucked behind her ear, she softly rubs her nose. It's hard to see them and not be able to say hello, but I want to keep at least a little of my Slytherin cover after everything that happened. Sinking deeper into my thoughts, I realized how far off from reality everything seems. I felt alone again. Being with Mrs. Weasley wasn't as tiring and weird as everything here. There was always something to do, always a pullover to knit, always a window to fix, always a room to clean or a bread to bake. Unlike here, there was no punishment for not being able to do something. "Miss Hunter, professor Dumbledore wants to see you." Snape explains. His eyes narrow down on me. I hold my head high. "Understood." I reply, my eyes; sore, my head; dizzy. Have I ever been this pathetic? It was no big secret that I had constandly been crying and complaining. My heart cried to for love, for family, for peace. My head ached from, fear, loss and wickedness. I make my way through the halls next to SNape, when I spot familiarly bright hair, Dracos hair. Then I get a quick look at his face. Deep, dark rings have formed below his eyes, his face ill-looking and tired. The moment he glares at a Gryffindore girl, his expression changes, his eyes seem cooler and he generally seems cold- hearted. "May I get something sorted out before seeing Dumbledore?" I ask stern, for a second I forget the fact that it's Snape, whom I talking to. I turn further towards the direction belonging the Draco, pull my collar together and try to walk. My question was rethoric, but Snape doesn't seem to care, he grabs the fabric that covers my neck and pulls me back. "No." He hisses smiling, he likes being evil, I can feel it. He wants to pay back everybody for something somehow. "Sorry." I apoligize, even though I don't feel like it. "I have a request Sir." I start and Snape once more lowers his gaze, while aesthetically moving body covered in black thorugh the hall, which has nearly come to an end. "I'm listening." His nostrils open and close multiple times. Sometimes when he looked at me like that, he seemed like an angry old lady. "I want to learn more, I want to study more Defense against the Dark Arts, I want to feel safe." I nearly begged, my hands swung around my suitcase. "Fine, but there's one thing you must do." My face brightens as I hear the approval in his sneering voice. "Yes?" I stop walking for a second, place my suitcase on the floor. There are people passing by, none of them stops to listen. "I will make sure to let you know." "Good. I will give all I got!" I try to make him smile genuienely. "Good." His voice echos through my head, I feel relieved. My heart starts beating normally again and I pick up my suitcase. Good.Oh dear, I re-read a few chaps and dear Lord I have been making a fool of myself with these endless typos and grammar mistakes, I should quit writing chaps during lectures and study time generally. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and stay safe everyone.
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When the lights go out [Malfoy x reader story]
RomanceY/n Hunter is young girl of sixteen years, whos life terribly changes after her father gets a transfer from the American to the British ministry of Wichcraft and wizardry. When she is the only 5th year student to get the magic head and then meets t...