The Girl Who Lived part 11-20

Hey! Welcome to my second installment of The Girl Who Lived. The format is the same. Which means that I crunched a whole ten chapters all into one quiz.

You may not like it, but hey,it's better than nothing and I figured that it'd be odd just to start with the fifty fifth part of the girl who lived on this new profile

Created by: chopinSonata1849
  1. Part 11
  2. Later that day Neville and I sat in an uncomfortable silence when the twins came running in. "He's after us." They both said as they stood by my bedside farthest from the door. Minutes later Ron came jogging in out of breath, it sounded as if he had asthma. He walked closer and that's when I got a good look at his face and his outfit. He was wearing a girly pink dress of Ginny's, flats that didn't fit him and a ginger wig. His face was caked with make up. He had on foundation, pink blush and blue eye shadow. He looked real pretty, if he just stayed silent you could consider him a girl. "I'll get you no matter what." Ron wheezed out. "What did you two do now? Why is Ron so out of breath?" I asked. "I'll tell you what they did. I was taking a short nap and when I woke up I was looking like this and there were pictures of Fred and George putting make up on me all over the buildings. " "Ron, there is a bright side to this. It may not seem like it but there is." "Really? I'd just like to hear this. It seems as if my currents situation couldn't get any better." "Well, I was going to say.." All eyes in the room were on me. They stared and waited for my response. "That you looked pretty." At that moment the twins and Neville broke into laughter while Harry and Hermoine had just entered the room to only see Ron dressed in drag and see me complimenting him for it. "Did we miss something?" Harry asked with a completely confused look on his face. I was trying not to laugh but it was hurting my ribcage. Finally I was able to keep a straight face. "Nothing at all. Harry, did you make the quid ditch tryouts?" "Yeah, just barely. I'm so excited that I got on the team. I met the captain of the team. He seems nice. He's a fifth year and his name is Oliver Wood." "That's great! When's your first game?" "Tomorrow. I was hoping you'd come." "I would love that but, I haven't been discharged from the hospital yet." "I already asked the nurse. She says that as long as your in a wheelchair, stay in it and as long as your stitches don't come out, you'll be fine." "Thanks Harry. You're the best." I flung my arms around him and gave him a bear hug. "I need to get out of here. It's so stuffy and confined. I feel like a caged bird. Maybe even how Ron feels wearing that dress and those heels. Speaking of which, if you hate wearing those clothes so much, why don't you just go change." Ron again blushed a deep scarlet. "Aww, Freddie get the camera. There's another scrapbook worthy moment." Fred lifted up the antique looking camera hanging from his neck and took a picture of Ron. Ron was still embarrassed with a hint of agitation. It was clearly seen on his face. He left to go change into normal clothes. Once the picture had come out of the camera, Fred passed around the picture. "This will be the future Christmas card." Commented Fred as he had gotten the picture back and placed it into a folder marked "˜Ron Blackmail' and "˜The Weasley family scrapbook'. We laughed that night about what seemed like everything. Before we knew it, time had slipped away from us and before we knew it, it was midnight. Way past curfew. In the end they were too tired to make it to their dorms so they crashed in the hospital wing.
  3. Part 12
  4. I woke with my back sore but I was still excited. This'll be my first day out of this cursed Hospital Wing. I looked around me to find the only one who hadn't stirred was Hermoine. Neville gently knocked on the door and entered the room with a plate of pancakes. "Rise and shine. I have breakfast for you. You've got a full day ahead of you so your going to need as much energy as possible." "Thanks Neville. I'm feeling guilty now since you "˜ve done so much for me and I haven't done a thing in return." He didn't say anything but he just gave me a warm smile like he usually does. I've grown accustomed to his smile. It's cheered me up several times. It reassures me everything is going to be okay. I insisted that he would have some of the breakfast he had brought me. We had finished eating and then I dressed in my robes. The bruises on my arms and legs were a purple tint. I put on my Gryffindor white collared shirt, grey skirt and dark purple leggings underneath my skirt to hide the bruises. Lastly, I put my Gryffindor grey cardigan over my white shirt. Once I had finished getting ready, the twins and Neville were waiting for me with a wheelchair. I sat in the chair and the twins began to argue. They were both dressed in Gryffindor quid ditch uniforms. "I'll push you in the wheelchair going down to the field." Stated Fred who pulled the chair toward him. "But I want to push her." George said as he pulled the chair away from Fred and toward him. That was only the start of it. Their bickering led to shouting and the gentle rocking of the chair turned rigorous shaking back and forth. It had gotten to the point where I felt sick to my stomach. Meanwhile Neville was panicking in the background. " Fred, George. I'm starting to feel nauseous." They still were bickering and it seemed as if they hadn't heard a word I said. I stood without any of their assistance and I punched both of their arms with about half of my remaining strength. "Ouch, that really hurt Scarlet. Why did you punch so hard?" They said, rubbing their arms. "Thank you. I punched you two idiot so hard because you wouldn't stop your argument. We need to get to the field, the game is about to start." They pushed me downward, each twin taking a handel while Neville walked beside us. When we were down at the field, the twins got their broomsticks and got ready for the game to start. Neville pushed me to the sidelines next to the bleachers and we watched Harry catch the Golden Snitch. I also saw the professor who had gotten Oliver to assist me back to the Wing. If I can recall, I think his name was Snape. He was standing in the shadows watching intently at the game. I remember what I had seen last night. While the others were sleeping, I couldn't so I went into the hallway and took a little stroll. I saw Filch giving Snape medicine for a gash on his leg. Suspicious.
  5. Part 13
  6. The days seemed shorter and before I knew it, the eve of Christmas was upon us. The suspicion I had of Snape, I had decided to ignore for the time being since I didn't want to be stressed on this holiday. It was evening now and the only ones who had stayed at Hogwarts over break were in the Gryffindor common room. It was only Harry, Ron, the twins and me in the common room, sitting on the floor in a circle. "What's the plan for tomorrow?" I was anxious, I've never really had a "˜family Christmas'. I've never known my biological parents and the Malfoys would make me work at their annual Christmas parties without giving a second thought to it. "Well, I want to put up a tree." Said Ron who was eating a piece of pumpkin bread and letting the crubs fall all over him and onto the floor. "It's quite chilly, can I start a fire?" I headed toward the fire place but George gave me his Jacket. "No need." "By the way, when you put up a tree, is it metal or do you cut a real one down and then decorate it?" "We normally cut one down but since we don't have the tools for it with us now, we'll just use a fern in one of the professors classrooms." "Oh, now that I'm thinking about it, I don't have a gift for anyone." "Don't worry about that part, why don't we all participate in Secret Santa?" Said the twins. "That's an excellent idea." Harry put our names into a hat and we drew names. I got Ron and I also got George. That was rather strange considering that everyone had only put their names in once. I waved this off and knew instantly what to get them. We said our goodbyes and I went to my room. Hours later after I guessed everyone was asleep, I headed down to a kitchen, or should I say wheeled? I had found it on one of my days of exploring. By exploring, I mean on days I meant to head to the library but in the end, got lost on the way. I prepared Ron and Fred's Gift, wrapped it and headed to sleep. I woke in the morning to find everyone up and presents under the tinseled fern in the common room. I placed my gifts under it as well. Fred, George, Ron and Harry wore santa hats. Ron's hat had the word "˜Dunce' written clearly on the front of his hat but I guess he just has never seen it. First Harry received his gifts. He had gotten an invisibility cloak but no one of us had claimed to have had given it to him. From Ron, he got a piece of candy. Then it was Ron. Ron received a loaf of Banana bread from me which he ate without sharing. Fred got a can of peanut brittle from me which he opened and it sprung out at him. He also got a gift from Harry, it was a whoopee cushion. "Wait a minute, if I got Fred a gift and you got Fred a gift, that means he entered his name twice." "It's not my fault. George was doing the same thing." Claimed Fred. "Enough of your bickering, it's Christmas." I finally got them to be quiet. George had gotten a whoopee cushion from Harry. Lastly, I had received two gifts. "Okay, what's up with this? I know for a fact I didn't put my name in twice." I opened the first present. It was from George. It was a scrapbook marked "˜Weasley family scrapbook' in large print. I turned to the most recent page. There was a picture of the Weasley family and a picture of me cut out and pasted into the picture. From Fred I got a small picture folded in half. I opened it to find a picture of Ron marked "˜Ron blackmail. Whenver you need him to do something, use this'. We hugged each other and before we knew it, Christmas break was over and everyone had returned to Hogwarts.
  7. Part 14
  8. A couple weeks later, I was with the Golden trio and we found out Hagrid is raising a baby dragon which is against wizard law. We've come up with a plan to smuggle it out of the country at midnight. At exactly midnight, we tried but out plan fell through when Ron got bitten by the dragon and was sent to the infirmiry. I asked if he would want me to stay with him in the wing but he wanted me to stay with Harry. Our plan just went downhill from there. We successfully spirited the dragon away and we were caught. As part of our punishment, we were sent to help Hagrid rescue an injured unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. "Now, we're going to divide into two groups so this will go faster. Harry, Scarlet and Draco will be in the same party and the rest will come with me. Any questions? Good. Lets get going." Hagrid had explained the rules and we parted ways. "I can't believe I got stuck with a Weasley and a Potter." Draco complained. "Shut up you little twit. One more word and I swear I'll-" I started, but was shushed by Harry. "I hear something." Sure enough, we had found the unicorn but it was dead and a hooded figure crawled toward the corpse and drank its blood. Draco screamed, sounding like a little girl and fleed. "Get back here you coward." I followed Draco, until he was out of sight but when I turned around to check on Harry, he was gone. I looked around for him and called his name but no answer. After hours of searching, I headed back to Hogwarts to find Harry in the common room. Thankfully he was safe. A couple weeks later I noticed something odd about Hermoine, Ron and Harry. They weren't as social and were always busy, with other things on their mind. I went up to Fred and George to ask about their thoughts. "Hey Fred, George, do you think Ron, Harry and Hermoine are acting peculiar?" "I may not be sure about the other two, but I'm sure Ron always acts like that. Aren't I right Freddie." George said as he turned the page of a newspaper he was reading. "Sure thing George." Said Fred as he turned the page of a magazine. "You guys are idiots." I left them to their reading and found Neville. "Neville, do you think the golden trio are acting strange?" "I guess so. Their behavior is a little different than it was a while ago. Maybe its just a phase." "I hope so." I returned to the Hospital Wing because later that day I couldn't find the golden trio. In the evening while I was reading the lengthy book Les Miserables, Ron was pushed into the infirmiry. I questioned him on what happened. He was too groggy on medicine to tell me exact details. Later I found Harry in the Hospital Wing and he told me about their suspicions and the philosphers stone. In the end, the stone had been destroyed and my first year of Hogwarts was over. Harry returned to the Dursleys over the summer holiday and I returned to the home of the Weasley's and awaited yet another year of Hogwarts.
  9. End of Year 1
  10. Part 15
  11. All the students of Hogwarts had exited the 9 ¾ platform and were now at the regular train station waiting for our parents to pick us up. The twins, Ron and I parted ways from Neville and Hermoine, whose parents had come to pick them up. The Weasleys had kindly offered to ride Harry home. When we had dropped off Harry and we rode home in the magical car. Once I had stepped out of the car I was squished in a bear hug by Ginny and Mrs.Weasley. They welcomed us into the house and we settled around the dining table for dinner. "So Scarlet, how was your first year of Hogwarts?" Inquired Mr.Weasley. "Great, I can't wait to go next year. I learned so much." "Can you tell us one thing you learned?" "Why don't I show you? I learned how to do this." Ron was reaching for the bread and I decided to make a trick out of it. "Wingaurdium Leviousa." I announced, as I made the bread Ron was reaching for levitate. "That's wonderful, Scarlet." "The trick isn't over with yet." I made the bread levitate slightly higher and then I made the bread hit Ron. We had all gotten a good laugh. I stood and bowed, that's when Mr. Weasley cleared his throat. " I've decided that it's necessary for the family, including the new member Scarlet, to go on a trip. I have decided that we will go camping in the great outdoors starting tomorrow and it will last for exactly one week." There were a few moans and groans at the table, but I was excited. I've never gone camping before, but there's always a first for everything. After dinner, I felt as if I were going to explode. I headed to the room I had shared with Ginny and laid down hoping for some rest. It had been a long day. A few minutes later, Ginny had come up. "So, how was Hogwarts? You need to tell me the stories you have and the adventures." "I love Hogwarts and it's only my first year. I can't wait until year 2. I'd tell you all the stories right now if I could but, then we would miss the entire camping trip." Several minutes later she was still pestering me about a story. I gave in and told her the one about the woods at night. I left out the part about the figure drinking the unicorns blood. I didn't want to spook her. Instead, I replaced the hooded figure with a lost Hogwarts student. I had slept a good few hours which wasn't nearly enough, when I was shaken awake by someone. I opened my eyes and I could only see a dark figure. I began to scream but a hand was clamped down on my mouth to muffle the scream. "Scarlet, calm down. It's just me." I recognized Rons voice and I figured the two skinny silhouettes in the hallway were Fred and George. "We need you to cover for us if mom and dad wake up." "Wait, where are you going?" I said rubbing my eyes. "Harry needs help, I know it. But it might take us until morning, I have a feeling that mom and dad might wake up to find us missing. You need to cover for us."
  12. Part 16
  13. 　"No way, I'm not covering for you. I want to go with." "No way, you need to cover for us." Ron kept insisting. "Fine." They left the room and began to pack. Meanwhile, I siphoned the gas out of the flying car and hid it somewhere in the garden. They left the house and I watched as their figures outside were illuminated by the enchanting light of the moon. I know using magic outside of Hogwarts isn't allowed but, as long as muggles don't see it, it should be fine. I held up my wand and apparated into Harry's room. He was locked in and all alone. When he saw me, his face lit up. "Scarlet. How did you get here?' "I apparated. Sorry about the dust. Ron and the twins will be here shortly." "Why didn't you go with them? Using magic outside of Hogwarts is prohibited." "They wanted to leave me behind so that I could cover for them. I wanted to prove a point." "If you apparated, then how are they getting here?" "They're using the flying car." As I had said that, Harry had taken a sip of water from a metal water bottle. Once he had heard the words "˜flying car', he had done a spit take. Unfortunately for me, Harry was facing me at the time. Bad timing is what it is because not a second later before I could wash the mixture of spit and water off of my face, the twins and Ron made an appearance outside of Harry's window. "It's about time." I said as I looked at my watch. "Harry, we'll get you out of here." Fred and George both agreed as they broke the bars of Harry's window. Harry climbed out the window and into the car looking over his shoulders, paranoid the Dursley's would come and find him. Then I climbed out the window and when I was halfway into the car, the door to Harry's room was unlocked and the Dursley's did in fact burt in, but while Harry was in the car. They grabbed my leg and wouldn't let me go. I struggled but it didn't work. "Scarlet, what are we going to do?" "I'm kind of occupied right now." In the corner of my eye I spotted a tree branch. I used one arm to pull back the branch while the other pulled me towards the car. I let go of the tree branch and it swung back and hit the Dursley's. I hurried into the car and we drove off in the magical car. "What are you guys looking at?" "You have a tree branch in your hair." Ron answered. He got the branch out from my hair. I took the branch and whacked him with it. "Thanks. This wouldn't have had happened if you had just brought me with." We arrived back at the Weasley home in a short period of time. We crept inside, to find the house still dark and the rest of the Weasley's asleep. I went back upstairs to the room Ginny and I shared for some sleep. Meanwhile, the boys got caught up with each other.
  14. Part 17
  15. In the morning, Harry introduced himself to Mr.Weasley while I helped Mrs.Weasley prepare breakfast. The only one absent from the kitchen and living room was Ginny. "Mom, is it okay if Harry goes camping with us?" Ron had his mouth full of food and reaching for a biscuit that I had just put on the table. The food fell out of his mouth." Mrs.Weasley saw what Ron was doing and she slapped his hand with a wooden spoon before he could grab a biscuit. "You ought to know not to eat before a meal. It'll spoil your breakfast. Yes of course Harry can come with us. He's such a good influence." "I know it would ruin my breakfast but these biscuits are good. Scarlet made them, that's why they were good." Ron muttered under his breath. It seems Mrs.Weasley hadn't heard this little rude remark of his. Ginny had woken from her deep slumber. She came downstairs, cluthing the railing. She was in a fuzzy pink robe and a long nightgown. She had bedhead and I could tell that she was a heavy sleeper just by the looks of it. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter." Harry went up to Ginny and extended an arm. Once she saw who she was talking to, her face turned a pink hue and shook his hand. I put down the biscuits I had taken out of the oven and headed over to save Ginny from more embarassment. "Hi Harry, it's so nice to see you again." I crushed him in a hug. "This is Ginny, Ron's sister and the youngest Weasley." I left the scene with them talking about Hogwarts and the excitement of it. I packed my few belongings that I had and prepared to leave for the camping trip. We packed our stuff and left for the woods, hiking up several hills just to get there. When we reached the area, it was the perfect spot. The sky was dark and there was a sparkling lake next to where we had set our stuff. I began to set up my tent but Ron could see I was having trouble. "Here, let me help." I moved aside to see if he could actually fix the tent. It was a failed attempt on his part but it was worth watching him. In the end he had gotten himself tangled in the tent, it's netting and pretty much anything around him. "Scarlet, can I get a little help?" "No, I have to prepare dinner." I turned my back from him and headed for the damp sandy area near the lake. Harry tried to get Ron untied but that was before Ginny went past him and stuck her gum onto his nose. The twins followed her example and did the same.Before Harry could do anything, Ron hopped after the twins while they took photos of him as they ran. "These will be great blackmail photos in a couple years." Commented the twins as they slowly walked by. "Oh, faster Freddie. At this pace he'll catch us. We'd better step up our speed to walking normally." The twins walked normally and stopped right next to me. "Hey Scarlet, do you need any help catching fish?" "I guess so, I only have nets so far. I just need some bait. Ginny's collecting firewood, Ron is putting up the tents. Well, whatever is left of them. Lastly, Mr.Weasley is building a fire and Mrs.Weasley is unpacking our stuff. Harry is trying to calm Ron down but it doesn't seem to be working out very well." "No problem, where do we get the bait?" "Where else? We dig for worms in the ground. It's a chore I think you guys would enjoy."
  16. Part 18
  17. The twins sat in the sand digging for worms. They found one and grinned at each other. "I've got a plan Freddie." I could feel their eyes on me, without even looking back. "What is it George?" Fred asked. They whispered their plans to each other while I waded in the water, looking for a good fishing spot. The twins crept up behind me. "I can hear you guys. No matter how hard you try." I said, not turning my back the slightest bit. I turned around to see the twins looking upset and hanging their heads in shame that they couldn"˜t prank a girl. "Now stop your sulking." I walked over to Fred and whispered something in his ear. "You can always prank Ron. I'll help you prank him later if it makes you feel better. Right now, I need to catch some fish." The twins looked a little less upset, but they still sulked as they dug for more worms. I took the few they had and put it onto a fishing hook. I went back to wading in the water and I successfully caught some trout. By the time I had caught enough fish to feed the 8 of us, Mr.Weasley had set up the fire and the sky was pitch black. I lugged the fish back to the campsite and I began to cook the trout in a skillet over the fire. Fred and George sat beside me on either side. "So, what's your master plan for pranking Ron?" "Do tell." Said the twins. "Well, in the middle of the night while everyone is asleep, we sneak into Ron's tent and put this down his shirt." I picked up a worm with my index and thumb. "Aren't girls supposed to be afraid of insects and other things that aren't the least bit scary?" "Yeah, what kind of girl are you?" "A tomboy, that's what kind." I whacked them both in a 360 degree slap with a raw uncooked trout. "You two are going to be the end of me. What's wrong with having a phobia of insects? If you instantly have a phobia of bugs, does it instantly make you a girl?" "Yes." They said without even the slightest bit of hesitation. "You do know that Ron has a fear of insects right?" "Yeah, we've always known that. That's why we made him dress as a girl when he was younger. We thought he just seemed like he fit the part." "So, your going to do the same thing with me and dress me up like a guy?" I said, handing the cooked trout to Ron, Ginny, Mr.Weasley and Mrs.Weasley. I began to cook the rest of the trout. "Well, we haven't thought about it because you already look enough like-" The twins started "Don't you even dare to finish your sentence or so help me, I will hit you with this trout again." I put down the skillet and held up yet another uncooked raw fish. Later when everyone was asleep, I met the twins outside the tents. We found a worm on the ground and we snuck into Ron's tent. He was still sleeping soundly. Fred put a worm down his shirt and we went to bed. In the morning, I was woken by the screaming of Ron and the shaking of his tent. I entered his tent and he was squirming in his sleeping bag. He looked like a worm. The rest of the week was relaxing, even if I did have to spend most of my time wading in the water to catch trout and avoid the twins pranks.
  18. Part 19
  19. When we had returned home after a long days journey, the summer was over and it was time to return to Hogwarts. We traveled to diagon alley using floo powder. We shopped for supplies, I met a famous wizard author by the name of Gilderoy Lockhart. Ginny and Mrs.Weasley simply love him because of his looks. I don't understand the slightest bit on what they see in him. He's so conceited. If they didn't think he was pretty, they wouldn't think that. While shopping, Harry and I ran into Lucius and Draco Malfoy. I got an almost-smile from Draco and a frown from Lucius. When I say an 'almost-smile' I mean that it was a mix between a smirk and a grin. When crossed together it turned out to be a creepy smile. Although, Harry got a glare from Draco and another Glare from Lucius. They left and I turned to Harry. He looked angry. "Don't feel bad Harry, Lucius hates everyone. He's just a jerk." Later at King's Cross Station, the Weasley's were able to reach the platform 9 ¾ without the slightest bit of trouble. Harry, Ron and I weren't able to pass through. For some reason the magical barrier was blocked. Because of this, we missed the train to Hogwarts. In the end, we took the flying car. It was fun until we the car crashed into a tree in the Forbidden Forest called the Whomping Willow. Snape caught us and we were almost expelled from Hogwarts. Luckily we only received only detention. This year, I have fairly easy classes. While Draco was running around, following orders from his father, I would hang out with Crabbe and Goyle. They're not as bad when Draco isn't around. After class and a bit before dinner, I was talking to them in the courtyard outside of the mess hall, near a brick wall. "Hey Crabbe, I bet I could body slam you into that brick wall." "I doubt it, little one." He emphasized little. I always get called short but, now that's plain irritating. "You wanna go?" "Trust me, I'm twice your weight, bigger than you and taller than you. I think I can take you." "Don't sign up for more than you can handle. You ready?" "yeah, bring it."I backed up a few steps and body slammed him. My plan didn't go as I had hoped. Instead of him being slammed into the wall, I just bounced off. Not what I had expected but he is bigger than me in both directions. " You couldn't even body slam me." I left for dinner feeling slightly dizzy. I sat at the Gryfindoor table at my usual place between the twins. "So, how did your fight with Crabbe go?" Asked Fred. "Not very well. I couldn't even body slam him into a brick wall. I just bounced off, like he was a trampoline." The twins laughed. "There there, little one." I walked off to the girls bathroom. A few weeks later I was in Ginny's room when I saw something tucked under some clothes.
  20. Part 20
  21. I went over toward the pile of clothes. I lifted up the dirty clothes and found a book. It was old looking and beat-up. I opened it up. The first page of the book was entirely blank. I opened the book to the next page. It was blank. I suppose it was a diary, it had simply looked like it. That was rather odd how there was a diary without any entries in it. I wrote in the diary. "I am Scarlet." If it were any other diary within the muggle world, nothing would've happened which is what I expected. But, we were in the magical school of Hogwarts. Something did in fact happen to the diary. Not the way I had expected. Writing came back onto the page as my writing disappeared. This definitely was not any ordinary diary, much less Ginny's. Writing showed up on the page at first barely visible. A minute or two later, the writing was clear on the page. "˜I am Tom Riddle.' I'm not sure If I was hallucinating or not but, I could hear those words being spoken by someone, or something. It sounded as if the words were slurred together and the letter S was always annunciated. It sounded similar to a hiss. "Who are you, Tom?" Words appeared on the page faster than it had when I had picked up the diary. "˜Only a friend. That's all' As I read this, I could still hear the venomous voice in my ear. It seemed too real. When I looked around the room I could see nothing. I was in complete solitude. I heard knocking at the door. I opened the door. "Hey Neville, what are you doing?" I tucked the diary under my cloak. "I came to check on you. Are you all right?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" Neville's Pov: I've been worried about Scarlet. The last time I saw her was such a long time ago. The last time I saw her was at the Dining hall last week. Something doesn't seem right. I can smell it. Okay, it might also be Ginny's old dirty clothes. "Scarlet, no one has seen you since last week." Normal: How could that much time have had elapsed? I could have sworn that I had just sat down at the dining hall a few minutes ago. "What time is it now?" "Dinner time. Do you want me to escort you?" "Yes please." He held out an elbow and I accepted. Together we joined elbows and headed downstairs to the dining hall. When I entered the dining hall, many eyes at the Gryffindor table looking at me and a few Slytherins. Oliver's Pov: I saw her enter the room. This is the first time I've seen her this week. I caught a glimpse of her in the dining hall last week. Being 4 years older than her made me expect that I wouldn't see her as much as I would if I were in her year. Her hair is longer than it was last week. She's much paler and she's skinnier. Seeing her like this makes me feel worse than if a bludger hit you on the field when playing quid ditch. Although, this time it doesn't hurt externally, I can feel the pain on the inside. I went up to her as she sat at the Gryffindor table. Her skin is fair but, now it's a sickly pale white. "Hey Scarlet, it's been a while." I don't think she heard. She wasn't talking to anyone else but, she looked as if she were in deep thought. Her hair wasn't a ginger anymore, it was jet black and her eyes weren't a mischievous hazel, they were green. She turned to face me. Something dropped from her cloak. A leather book. Maybe a diary. I picked it up and handed to her. When she took the book, her hands were trembling. How bony her fingers had become. Normal: "Thank you." I took the book hastily and put the book back into my cloak. Oliver saw my hands. I rolled down the sleeves of my shirt. I only ate an apple. That's all my stomach could handle after not eating for an entire week. Ron came and sat beside me. Ron's Pov: She had bags under her eyes and I haven't seen for a week. I immediately gave her a hug when I saw her. I haven't seen my adoptive sister for a whole week. I didn't expect to do what I did but, it just seemed to have had happened. When I hugged her, I didn't feel the usual warmth that she usually had. Just a haunting coldness. It seemed to linger. I could feel her backbone from running my hand up her back. This didn't feel like the Scarlet I knew. "Here, eat some of this." I had food in my mouth and as usual, it fell out while I talked. I made myself look like an idiot simply to make her laugh. The humiliation was worth it. That was one thing that hadn't changed about her. Her laugh. Even though her laugh remained the same, the same iciness lingered. She refused the food I had offered her. She never rejects food. She says that she can't eat anymore and that she's stuffed. I know she only ate and apple. The Scarlet I know wouldn't not eat anything. This behavior is strange. Harry's Pov: When I spotted Scarlet, my heart jumped. I hadn't seen her in so long. Malfoy has stopped insulting me, he's been asking about Scarlet lately. I don't know how to respond. Scarlet was hugged by Ron, I was a little upset over it, maybe even a tad jealous but that aside, Scarlet's health is more important than my crazy emotions for now. My fists clenched and then unclenched when I came to the realization that Ron was Scarlet's foster sister. Though they are not related, they are technically family. Even though I'm sitting a distance away from them, I could clearly see Scarlet's backbone through her Gryffindor robes. I went over to them, ditching my seat by some other Gryffindor that I've been stuck next to. As I made my way over to her, she got up and then collapsed. Oliver carried her on his back since he was closest. Ron trailed behind, grabbing as much food as he could as possible. The twins and I followed him. Neville had left earlier with Oliver, holding an antique looking book that had fallen out of Scarlet's robes. I was the last to go to see her in the hospital wing, at least I thought. I walked down the long corridor to the wing. That's when I heard footsteps behind me. I spun around on my heel to see Malfoy and his underlings heading my way. He hadn't done anything but now, I hate him more than ever. "What do you want Malfoy?" "Move out of the way Potter." He spat at me and headed toward the wing. Could he be visiting Scarlet? The Twins Pov: Scarlet, was placed down on a hospital bed. Seems like last year except this year, her visit here is more fatal. Neville placed down Scarlet's book down on the table beside her. The atmosphere was cold. We reached for the book Neville had placed down on the table. Of course we would only take a peek. We opened the novel to the second page for just a peek and unfortunately Neville caught us. He slapped both of our hands and made us drop the book. We did catch a name in the book. Tom Riddle. Normally at a time like this, we would play a prank on Ron, or anything to make her laugh. Now, she was unresponsive. We can't do anything besides hope. Draco's Pov: Crabbe, Goyle and I finally made it into the hospital wing. I made Crabbe hold a bouquet of flowers and Goyle held a box of chocolates. I was going to talk to her after dinner in the courtyard. I knew that if I did during dinner, I would never hear the end of it from that bloody Pansy Parkinson. Plus, it would ruin my reputation with the other Slytherins. By the time I had entered the wing, it was just me and that Potter. What's he got to do with her anyway? Her parents didn't entrust his family with her. I ordered Crabbe and Goyle to set the stuff for her on the table by her bedside. "What do you want Potter?" "Why are you here Malfoy?" "Can't I visit my foster sister?" That shut him up. I smirked at him and he left. I ran my fingers through my hair. It wasn't slicked back anymore. My eyes felt as if they were stinging. I put my fingers to a spot slightly below my eyes. It was moist. Normal: I woke later that day in a hospital bed. Seriously? Is this going to happen every year? I looked around, not a trace of anyone. Ron left some fruit, Fred and George left a can of peanut brittle, Neville left my book on the table, Harry left his jacket and Oliver had simply carried me here. But, the only thing I'm missing is, who brought the box of chocolates and the flowers? I looked at them and there was no card. Some things are left better unsolved. I closed my eyes and gave a heavy sigh. As soon as my eyes were closed, I heard the voice from earlier, this time it was venomous. Third person: While Scarlet was hearing the scratchy voice, the Gryffindor boys and Draco went to ask Dumbledore about the name Tom Riddle and Scarlet's behavior. That Scarlet hadn't seemed herself and that she was distant, distracted and dazed. Back to Scarlet in the hospital wing. Normal: I got up to the door. It wouldn't budge. Funny thing is, the hospital wing door can't lock. The icy voice returned. I headed toward the diary, I wanted some answers. "Who are my parents?" "˜I know them very well' "Give me a straight answer" "˜Your mother was a Gryffindor and your father is Slytherin.' "What happened to my mother?" "˜She's dead' "Who's my father?" When I wrote that, at the same time the door to the Hospital Wing was being shaken. The boys were shouting on the other side and pounding on the door. I ignored their cries and pleads and focused on the voice. The venomous voice returned once again. "I am your father" With that, my world became black, the voice was gone, the cries outside the door became more urgent and Tom Riddle is my father.

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