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Chapter 7: And let the blank stares begin…
He looked different. His hair longer, messier, a deeper blue/black, His Bright emerald greens no longer hidden behind the specks. The still thin, the cocky grin new. At 6ft he even looked taller, but she knew that couldn’t be true, the scar the same, lips the same, the same one that had kissed her several time last month. The boy was becoming a man. Tall and lean and a body sculpted from hours of work on the Quidditch field and off doing laborious work. She missed him, not the kisses and caresses, but her best friend Harry, the same one that saved her from a troll in the first year, the same one who had saved her from a basilisk the second year. The same who had traveled back in time with her in third year. She missed their talks and walks around the lake. She missed his shoulder to cry on and touch to melt her soul. But her gift for this separation from her best friends was immeasurable. She was given the truth, the complete, unvarnished, unabridged truth. The story of who she was, and possible what she was too. A story so surreal it was almost unbelievable…like a fairy tale. She could share it with no one. Not even Draco or Ginny who had accompanied her to this new place she would call home till next June. She wondered what they would say. Would they fear her as they did him? Would they treat her better or worse because of what she most likely was…? She didn’t know…didn’t care even. If the past month was any indication as how the rest of the year was to be she came to realize it would be a long one. The instructors who went by Celestial Mitchell and Celestial Turner made Professor McGonagall look sweet in comparison. If their was a word used more then repeat it was control…control that expression, control that wand, control that hair, control yourself… Control… Control… Control… The way to achieve that was to show nothing, blank stares and straight lips, not a flinch or a blink, not a twitch or flex, show nothing, do it again…again… again.
How Harry and Ron would survive she’d never know. Then she reminded herself she was no longer to be with them or anyone except Ginny and Draco. No contact with Hogwarts students till next year. Then she could be with them again. Harry and Ron where not her responsibility anymore. She looked at the women beside them. Lavender on the Ron’s arm and Parvarti on Harry’s. Obviously they had gotten over her real quick…judging by the looks the men gave them. Her train of thought was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder and a gentle squeeze as well. She turned and looked at the red haired, blue eyed Ginny as she looked at her with a vague expression on her face.
“Everything alright…Good job I hope Celestial Fisher was looking at you…No expression one way or the other…maybe that’ll get him off your back…” Ginny said as she gave a slight smile and turned to look at her brother join the others at his table. The students were divided by their schools or would be schools, depending on were they lived. She, Ginny and Draco were with the Drumstag students and Hermione had received the welcome surprise of her old friend Viktor Krum to be attending school here for the next 2 years along with her. They had talked for several hours and had become reacquainted in the past for weeks. He had changed very little. He was taller, still as lean with dark brown hair and eyes, olive skin and a large slightly crooked nose. He spoke better English now and both could be seen spending hours in the library studying together along with Draco and Ginny. The school itself was amazing. Larger then Hogwarts it was set beside the ocean. The palace was gray stone at least 10 levels if not more, the class rooms large and airy. The halls immaculate, This place made Hogwarts look small and rundown in comparison. The instructors were amazing…the lessons were the most difficult she had ever experienced… and of her 14 instructors…Celestial Fisher was the most revered… She swore even some other Instructors feared him. At 6ft 4in with long blue/black hair that reached down to his waist and endless black eyes…that she felt could see right to your soul. He was the model of control. He was the D.A.D.A instructor and without a doubt the sexiest man to walk gods green earth. His manners were impeccable, his grace and style extraordinary. He was the best of the best. But unlike everyone else in the place who either feared or revered him. She felt neither. A sense of peace and calm settled over her every time he was near her. He pushed her to want more to do better…to be the best… He seemed like a person she had made up long ago and had finally been brought to life. He was unlike any person she had ever met and it wasn’t the control of magic that made that class so difficult…it wasn’t anger, fear, worry or guilt that made her want to run from the room…it was her desire to rips his clothes off and make love to him on the hard stone floor that had her in pieces…the desire to lick kiss and explore every inch of the lean frame of his, to see if his lips tasted as good as they looked, to feel his hand on her body, to scream her name as he took her with a passion she craved. The worst part of it was the sense of familiarity she felt with him near. As if she knew him, but how could she, when she had never seen or heard of him till she came here. But that feeling was there and it had ceased to exist. She looked up at the man dressed in blue…sitting across and at the end of the table. Unlike Hogwarts or from what she had heard any school, the faculty was not separate from the students. They sleep in quarters that were located in the four towers of the school. They were to be considered equal not superior. They too had gone to this school and as such they had learned just like their instructors before them. The school being very modern was also progressive. Anyone was to be accepted…Everyone worked together…There was no separation of sex, race, age, religion, creed or magical ability. As proven by the fact that there were several squibs and muggles were in attendance in this school…even though they couldn’t do magic they still wanted to learn. Equality was another word use quite frequently. Mione was jarred from the thoughts by the low, silky voice of Celestial Graham Fisher.
“I believe that has to be the longest you’ve been able to hold my stare Mrs. Black…Is everything alright.” He asked in calm voice from across the table. Everyone quieted as they listened to the two people speaking.
“Yes, fine, Celestial Fisher…I have a question.” She asked in a soft measured voice.
“And I have an answer…what’s the question?” he asked quietly…his voice filling her with the usual effects.
“I wanted to know will I be able to stay after my twins are born?” she asked calmly feeling his eyes bore into hers, but refusing to look away. At these words the other tables beside her quieted too. Several heads turn her to the look at the too talking.
“I don’t know will you?” he answered her question with a question…which was a usual occurrence with him and one that made her want to scream. She thought for a minute before pulling out a list from her white robe pocket.
“Yes, and I will need the following things…” She spoke for several minutes tell him exactly everything she needed from a list of over 100 things from Diapers, to booties, all the while people listen as she spoke in a strong clear tone, Finally ending with a request for a battery operated breast pump so that while she was in class they can drink her milk and not formula as it was better for the babies unless of course she dried up. The new arrivals showing faces of surprise and amazement, while the old students looked on with faces that had trouble remaining neutral. She looked at him calmly waiting for a response.
“I have a few questions for you…First who is your Healer and/or Doctor. Are they close by…Do you know the sex of your children as it could help for the care of them, the décor of the Nursery and for any thing they may need because of such sex? Was your spouse planning on coming here before, during or after their arrival and as such how can we contact him in case of an emergency?” he asked in a quiet voice. She took a breath before saying.
“Dr. Laundry is my muggle
physician…Healer Metcalf is my wizard OB/GYN. They are both in
“I’m sorry for your loss…If there’s anything you need don’t hesitate to ask as that is what people are here for…Miss Weasley I suggest you take Mrs. Black to the washroom and hurry back as she is now eating for 3 and needed all the nutrients she can get for them and herself…A warm bath and bed too as lessons don’t began till Monday. I expect to see you at every meal Mrs. Black and eating well. Now off with you two.” He said in his accented dialect as he pointed to the doors of the dinning hall. The Two girls stood up and walked quietly from the room. they walked down a brightly light hall down a set of stairs and enter the sparkling bathroom, Mione dashing to the toilet and spewing sick into it. After a few minutes she felt a cool dampness on her neck as Ginny put a wet cloth to the back of her neck. She pushed the handle of the toilet and the mess flushed away she leaned back against the cool metal wall on her left and took a slow deep breath.
“Feel better…” Ginny asked as she held the wet paper towel in place.
“Oh yes, lovely, maybe if Harry and the others seen me do that last month all that shit wouldn’t have happened…”
“Are you kidding…They would have taken advantage of the passed out girl on the toilet…I don’t think anything will change that. Even now they looked scared shitless as they saw us leave the hall. Don’t worry they may be with Lav and Par, but they are obviously just trying to make you jealous…just so you’ll snap and yell at them. Can you stand?” Ginny asked as she put her arm under Mione’s to help her up. She nodded and slowly they stood up. Mione took deep breath and went to the sink looking into the mirror. Her reflection was not a pretty sight, her large brown eyes rimmed red, nose running and lips trembled, cheeks pink. She turned on the faucet and splashed cool water on her face. She took out a small cup; toothbrush, paste and mouth wash out of her pockets and began to brush her teeth, rinse gargle with the wash, then rinse again. She put all the items back in her pocket and took out a comb and brushing her bushy hair before putting it back in a loose bun at the back of her head. Ginny leaned against the sink beside the one she was using…looking at her with a grin.
“What?” she asked calmly.
“You like him…that’s it isn’t it…I don’t blame you he is gorgeous with that hair and those eyes…he even looks like…” Ginny said before stopping
“Sirius…I know…and know I do not like him.” she spoke the lie as if it were the truth.
“Ya sure, need a potion?” Ginny asked as she straightened herself and pulled a purple potion from her white robe pocket…all students and staff wore white with their school emblems on them.
“Got it.” She said as she took an identical one out and in one swig drank it all. She looked at her self one last time before turning towards the door. They walked back quietly and enter the dining hall. People looked up as they enter but both ignored the looks and took their seat back at their table. They began putting the food that had arrived on their plates. Mione taking more then Ginny. Everyone talked quietly around them. The meal was superb...the chicken roasted to perfection, the ham baked exquisitely, the potatoes whipped to culmination...Mione ate slowly looking at no one...speaking only when spoken too. It was then she heard it their laughter... So familiar...yet so unlike anything she had ever heard. It was then she heard his voice...the word that followed where one that she’d never forget...
“And so I told her to shove off...you stupid slut and she started crying and say please Ron no, I love you...and I was like Ya whatever...and I walked away...why anyone would want a nappy haired whore like Granger is beyond me...” Ron never finished his statement as he was hit in the back with a curse and pinned to wall. Like lightening Celestial Fisher, Celestial McGuire and Celestial Holmes was around him. Three wands were pointed at the red haired 16 year old. Who never looked so scared in his life? The dining Hall silenced as the 3 men stood looking at him... Faces blank...eyes like steel...McGuire spoke first his Irish accented voice...strong and clear
“Mr. Weasley...allow me to introduce myself...Celestial McGuire...I teach Charms...How would you like to be charmed to for the next six week with the Lenora charm have you heard of it...Because that is what will be happening if you don’t apologize post hast to Mrs. Black... Is that understood?” Next was Celestial Holmes in his southern American tones speaking quickly.
“My Name is Celestial Holmes...Transfiguration...I expect a 10 parchment essay one why you should never insult women...why without them we would cease to exist and lastly 2 of the 10 pages to be a public apology to Mrs. Black to be read to the entire school next Friday...” Finally Celestial Fisher spoke his
“Forgot the pleasantries, I’ll cut to the case... If you expect to survive this year...I don’t suggest provoking Mrs. Black as she is 10 time the witch you will ever be....Was it not understood that you were to say nothing to her or about her...did you not agree to that upon enter this establishment...I’m including you as well Mr. Potter As I’m very good friends with your Aunt Nia and Albus Dumbledore. So I know the story of you three...the real one not the one you lie to this girls too but the one that displays you two in a whole other light...Would you like me to tell that story...I’m sure the rest of the students and staff would enjoy that even more then the one Mr. Weasley was telling. Don’t assume your lies are better then the truth, because even if a sound that sounds similar to her name escapes either of your lips...you will be expelled quicker the you can blink...Now punishment...For the next 6 months both of you are to report to the caretakers office and work with him on the grounds...During that time you will record a diary for me on yours night activity with him. Is this understood?” He spoke in his hard voice, with his dead eyes, lips pressed to nonexistence.
“Yes, Sir.” said Harry in a obvious fearful voice.
“Yes, Sir.” said Ron in a matching tone as he was lowered to the floor. The silence in the dining room was thick. The two boys looked down gravely.
“Now this will be the one and only time this year you will be able to speak to Mrs. Black, if I feel the apology isn’t heartfelt...I make you regret it now get to it…” Fisher spoke as the two boys nodded and walked around the table to the one across the room. Ron was the first to reach her. He looked to Harry and nodded. Harry winked in response. Both boys pulled out parchments out of their pockets Ron speaking first. His voice strong and clear echoing in the vast hall for all to here As they both kneeled down in front of her.
“First I’m sorry…Harry and I were pretty desperate to have one last thing to say to you and as you know we could careless about consequences. I didn’t say those things to hurt you…I …we did it so we can have one last talk with you…obviously it worked…and if were expelled after this that’s fine, because we don’t want a life that doesn’t involve you…but we are willing to bare it if that is necessary. Our lives have no meaning if your not there to push us, to make us strive to be better, to work are hardest if for no other reason then to please you, to see you smile and hear that angelic voice of yours. I just want you to know I love you, I miss you and I can’t wait till the end of the school year, I promise I’ll make you proud, please don’t forget me and remember I’m always there for you…anytime, anywhere, I’ll be there…thank you…and I’m sorry.” Ron said. As he took her hand and kissed it softly. He nodded his head as he stood up and walked quietly back to his table, her eyes followed as he smiled at her gently from across from the room. She noticed how Lavender was giving her a look that could Kill. She turned around and looked at Harry. He took her hand and began to speak. His voice trembled slightly, but he looked at her with those bright greens and she felt the warmth flood threw her…
“I’m sorry for being a first class prick and I’ll understood if you don’t forgive me, because I could never be worthy of having someone as precious as you in my life. I wrote this the day after the party…I can only hope that in time I can make myself redeemable in your eyes…Because if I can’t I don’t see much point being here in a life with out you…I’ve titled this Goodbye to you…”
Goodbye
to you
Goodbye
to days of a hope renewed…
Goodbye
to days that are now with out you…
Goodbye
to her smile that’s as bright as the sun
Goodbye
to eyes that were filled with love…
Goodbye
to my angel…So perfect and pristine…
Goodbye
to my true love…who was set free…
Goodbye
to my friend, my love, my soul being…
Goodbye
to a life that was filled with you…
Goodbye
to a trust that redeemed my faith…
Hello
to cold nights that will be left because of my mistakes…
Goodbye
to keeper, my mentor, my mate…
Goodbye
to a girl who has my heart in her hand…
Take
care sweet love, For your all that I had…
My
days will be cold and filled with pain…
But
my thought of you will bring warmth to this frame…
I
know my selfish jealous lust drove us apart…
I
hope not forever…I pray for a new start…
Goodbye
sweet love of eternal bliss…
Who’s
kisses are memories I will never forget…
Goodbye
to you, my everlasting being…
Of
hope and love for all to be seen…
Harry James Potter
Dedicated
to Hermione Clara Granger-Black…I’ll miss you tomorrow and for all my day that
will be with out you… Love Harry
“I miss you…I hate my life without you…I hated walking in here tonight and not have you with me…I hate knowing I can’t talk to you…can’t be near you…can’t hear your laugh, or see those eyes light up when I speak…I hate thinking that because of my selfishness…I lost the best thing in life and that was being with you…I love you…I’ll miss you…and I’ll be counting the days when I can be there for you…I’m sorry... Goodbye. “ Harry said as he leaned forward touched her cheek where the tears had fell and whispered softly.
“I love you…” He stood up and walked away head held high. He walked up to the three Celestials and spoke for all to hear.
“Should we pack our bags now or later…” Harry asked in hard gazed stare.
“That will only happen if you lie about what you mean.” Celestial Fisher spoke in an equally hard voice.
“Never, she means everything to me…” Harry said as he nodded his head and took his seat. The rest of the meal passed without incident. Everyone keep shoot the separated trio glances. An exhaustion overtook Mione as students walked to their rooms. She walked back quietly lost in thought. She moved mechanically up to her room on the second floor. She opened the door to her large room that she shared with 3 other people Draco, Viktor and Samantha Greene. Ginny was in a room across the hall with the other 5th years. Unlike Hogwarts and other Wizarding schools Boys and Girls didn’t have separate bed chambers. Mione gathered her things and walked down the hall to the bathroom. She closed the door not bothering to lock it as people came and went to and fro…Regardless of who else was in the pool size tub. She went to the tap and turned on 3 of the 10 faucets. The water was hot steaming, some of it blue, some pink and another purple. The door opened and Draco walked in taking a seat on one of the high back chairs in the large room. Pulling out a magazine and began to read. She undressed and slipped quietly into the tub. She sat where one of the jets underwater was placed let the hot bubbles hit her in the back soothing the pain that was constantly there. The soft splash alerted her to Draco’s presence. He put his hands on her shoulder turning her back to face him and began to rub the small of her back. She finally spoke.
“You don’t have to do this…”
“Are you kidding, bathing with a beautiful women, I’d have to be insane not to…” he said with a smirk as she turned her head to look at him.
“Thank you…” She said softly as his hands needed the skin gently.
“The pleasure is all mine, now relax…” He said as they moved to her upper back and back down. They proceeded like this for several minutes. People came in and out…none too surprised by this familiar sight. He washed her hair and skin gently not in a sexual way but like that of a friend. After he finished with her he cleaned himself. She sat in a chair waiting. She finished dressing by the time he was done. They walked quietly out of the bathroom and back to the dorm. She laid down in her bed, Draco joined her moments later. He wrapped his arms around her and spoke quietly to her in a soft calming voice and within minutes she fell asleep.
3 Doors Down - Here
Without You
A hundred
days had made me older since the last time that I saw
your pretty face
A thousand
lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look
at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when I’m
dreaming of your face
I’m here without you baby but your
still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream
about you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your
still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the
people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated but I hope
it gets better as we go
I’m here without you baby but your still
on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about
you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still
with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my
love
And when the last one falls, when it’s
all said and done
it gets hard but it won’t take away my
love
I’m here without you baby but your still
on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about
you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still
with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
I’m here without you baby but your still
on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about
you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still
with me in my dreams
but tonight girl it’s only you and me