Chapter 27: The Mystery to Dumbledore's Death. Part 1

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Few days later...

 

Walking up the aisle that led to the Great Hall, I glanced back at the dark hall behind me, and then back at the large door that led to the Great Hall, and gulped.

It was 10 passed 1 o'clock in the morning.

Why I am here in the middle of the night, you ask?

Well, you'll soon know why.

Closing the large door behind me after entering the hall, my eyes trailed at the empty tables in front of me.

On the end of the Gryffindor table, there was a figure sitting there with its head down, its hands folded on the table in front of him.

Walking closer to him, I called, quietly,

"Harry."

He popped his head up and faced me; his eyes were red from crying hard.

Bringing up my hand to his shoulder, I whispered, "What happened, Harry? Did I--"

"He killed him," he mumbled through his sobs, "he killed Dumbledore!"

"What?" I questioned in confusion.

"HE KILLED DUMBLEDORE!" he yelled, pounding his fist on the table.

Then suddenly I remembered something.

Malfoy boy.... Draco's words back in the hospital wing few days ago.

'We're done.'

'What?' I remembered questioning back at him.

'...I gotta go.'

And he left without saying anything else, leaving me in confusion.

Staring down at Harry in realization, I looked at him in horror. Since when did this happen? How long was I in the stage?

Dumbledore...

He's dead.

The gay old man is dead.

But who killed him--?

.....Draco killed him.

I remember when he told me that the Dark Lord gave him a task to kill Dumbledore.

Turning around, I ran out the Great Hall and down to the dungeons. I didn't care if I meet any of the professors. I just needed to know if he really did....kill Dumbledore.

Standing in front of the door that led to the Slytherin common room, I began pounding on it with my fist and yelled, "Open the door! Some one! Please!"

The door suddenly opened and Blaise stood there with a glare. The look on his face dropped when he saw me and smiled, saying, "May I help you?"

".....is Draco asleep?" I asked, quietly.

"No, he isn't. He's wide awake, reading a book. OF COURSE HE'S ASLEEP! It's passed 1 o'clock, Julienne! What kind of sane person would be awake at one o'clock?!" he replied through his gritted teeth.

"Can you wake him up? For me? Please?" I begged.

He gave me a blank look and sighed. "You owe me one."

I watched as he walked up to the boy's dorm, and after hearing few yells and unclean words from the dorm, a blonde came walking down the stairs with a sleepy look on his face.

I stood there by the entrance and watched as he walked closer to me and stopped right in front of me.

"May I help you?" he asked with a tired look on his face.

"No. I don't need your help. I just need to talk," I mumbled.

"Your eyes... they aren't red," he murmured, putting his hand over my cheek and pulled my face closer to him.

"...not now," I whispered and pushed him away.

I shivered as I thought that those hands had murdered Dumbledore.

"Did you kill him?" I asked with my back facing him.

"Wha--?"

"Did you kill Dumbledore?!" I asked with a strong voice.

....why did I ask him that when I all ready knew he did?

Why did I ask him such thing?

He said he had to.

But somewhere inside me....

.....if there was a chance that....

...he didn't do it....

 I would give up all my luck for that chance.

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i just wanted to move on with the story. so... this is after Draco... no, Snape killed Dumbledore.

so the 'We're done' from the last chapter meant 'we're finished with the task of killing Dumbledore'.

just thought that i should explain what it meant.

anyway, i cant promise but ill try to upload the next chapter by today :)

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