So new background, but same story! :)
Chapter 6 -
I stood, confused and upset. Did his voice actually sound less cynical? It was subtle, almost unnoticeable, but it was there. It was definitely there. I walked back to ther ball, still slightly shocked.
"Talia!" Harry came up to me, beaming and panting, "Where have you been? You missed the most wicked concert by the Weird Sisters. Everyone was dancing like mad and screaming like banshies.
I decided not to explain to Harry what happened, knowing he would think I'm mad for even thinking about Snape. I wasn't in the mood for making up a story for why I was gone, and if I stayed any longer Harry would notice the rip in my dress.
"I'm just gonna run to bed. I'm exhausted." Before he could reply, I hurriedly strode out until I got to the staircases, where no one was and, grabbing my dress, I ran up the steps, tears starting to come and flying behind me as I ran up.
As I got to one staircase, though, something caught my eye. Someone was staring at me. I stopped between the top of the staircase and the next platform and looked around to see who it was. All I saw was a flash of blonde hair before the staircase changed on me and I leaned back, trying to hold on to the railing and not fall. When it got to its new place, I was greeted by a rather well-dressed Professor McGonagall.
"Oh... Professor... I, I'm sorry... I was just...uh,"
"Ms. Hunter, are you alright?" she asked.
"Of course! I... I'm fine..." I lied, wanting to get past and cry in my room before I burst into tears in front of her.
She put her hand on my shoulder and spoke softly, "Dear, would you like me to take you to your room?" I wanted to deny, but something inside me knew I needed her. She had always been my favorite professor, and she favored me above other students. I nodded and let her put her arm around me, leading me to my dorm.
I sat on the bed and hung my head, trying to hide my tears. She lifted my chin up and wiped under my eyes, looking sympathetically at me.
"Don't worry. There are better young men than the one who did this to you." She smiled and so did I, then she left back to the ball. I got out of my destroyed dress and put on some black sweats and a purple tank top under a loose, off-the-shoulder lilac top. After throwing my flowered silk robe over my arms, I slipped on my mocassins and shook out my hair,grabbing a book of spells I had checked out from the library and headed down to the common room. It was nearly deserted, with the exception of a couple making out in the corner.
For a while, I just stared at the warm glow of nthe fire, like a summer sunset. After a while I finally started looking through the book of spells, partly looking for a spell to fix my dress and partly looking to find something interesting.
On page forty-six, my eye caught something. It was a spell for convincing someone to come back and find you.
"Adduco questio," I whispered to myself. My lips then curved into a smirk. "Hm..." I hummed, "This could come in handy."
*******************
I woke up in the common room and it was still deserted, but darker than before. The sound that had woken me was a low, gravelly moaning. I got up and looked around, rubbing my eyes.
"Hello?" I called out. Nobody answered. I walked forward cautiously. The moaning started again and I tried to find where it was coming from, but the sound seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.
The sound was getting louder and clearer and I almost heard a name in the voice, but I couldn't recognize it.
I turned around, frantically, as it kept escalating in volume. Then, it stopped.
I swung around and was attacked by a rush of cold darkness.
"Stop!" I yelled, sitting up in the couch I had fallen asleep in. I sighed; it wasn't real.
The common room was rather dark, but the fire was still burning lambently. I trudged up to my room and opened the door quietly, so Danica didn't wake up.
Danica was a good height, about an inch taller than me. Her hair was auburn, like the color of a candle that has been glowing for hours. Her eyes were summer grass colored and big. One of the main things about her that got guy's attention.
The clock next to my bed read 5:02 AM. I contemplated. I could go back to sleep and get a mere three hours of sleep before Danica woke up or I could forget sleep and get ready, then watch the sunrise or something. The second option sounded best.
I took a hot shower, letting the warm water wash away all the horrible feelings of the night before and thinking of the positives of the day ahead, like the fact that I didn't have to see Snape in Potions or go to any classes, for that matter.
After changing and putting my hair in a messy bun, I wrapped myself in a blanket and sat on the windowsill. After conjuring up a cup of pumpkin spice hot chocolate. I watched the sky gradually change to a dark blue, thenorange and yellow as the sun started to come above the horizon.
"Ugh... why is it so bright?" I heard Danica groan groggily. I chuckled and strode over to her bed. Putting my mug down, I jumped on top of her bed and shook her violently.
"Waaake up!"
"Talia! Just... get... o-ah!" She yelled as she tumbled off the bed, hitting the ground with a thump.
I bit my lip. "Woops," I said, chuckling a bit. After she got up I looked at her innocently, trying not to smirk. She glared viciously, her nostrils flaring.
"I'm... going... to... KILL YOU TALIA!" She jumped and grabbed my shoulder, shaking me like I did her and eventually we both rolled off the bed wrestling, too. She stood up triumphantly, brushing her hands off.
The door swung open and Harry appeared, looking worried and frightened.
"Hey Harry!" I said brightly, looking up at him from the floor.
"Hey..." he said hesitantly, walking in. After glancing between the state of Danica and myself, Harry caught on.
"What are you doing today?" He inquired, plopping himself on my bed.
"Don't know," I replied. "No plans for me."
"Wanna go on a walk?"
I beamed and practically flew across my room to put my shoes on, not even needing to reply to the question.
Once outside the castle, I breathed in the fresh October air, gazing around at the beautiful scenery. The trees' leaves were painted maroon and orange, with yellow tips. The grass smelled of morning dew and the sky was patched with grayish white clouds.
"Lovely morning, isn't it?" Harry said, smiling at me. I smiled back.
"Heck to the yeah," I replied. "Oh look, it's Ginny!" I told him and he started blushing.
"Ginny, hi!" I smiled, but it faded as she came closer. She was panting and her face looked troubled.
"What's wrong?"
"Come quick," she said. "It's Ron."
