"Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction"
-d.j
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"I seriously don't know how you drink that stuff, it's vile"
I was sat in the three broomsticks with Cass and Blaize. Eddie and Zack had decided to pay another visit to Zonko's so the three of us decide to get a few pints of butter beer.
"You have no taste Blaize" I replied to him taking a sip of my butter beer.
"Look out, here comes Slughorn." Cass said.
Sure enough, on the other side of the pub was the potions teacher.
Slughorn made it quite clear whom his favourite students were, unfortunately I was for some reason one of them. He had more than once invited me to gatherings he held after school hours where he invited, in his own words, "the brightest and most intelligent students with the brightest future".
Although he did invite some of the brightest students such as Blaize, Hermione and me (not to sound bigheaded) some people such as Cormac Mclaggen, a frightfully dim witted boy, were invited. I assume because of the fame of his uncle who invented some sort of potion and was moderately famous in the wizarding world.
Harry Potter was another member of the slug club, his combined fame and recent tendency to excel in potions made him one of Slughorns favourites.
The man was making his way over to the table we were sat at.
"Hello Helena, Blaize, Cass."
"Afternoon, sir" Blaize replied to him.
"Lucky I caught you here, you know back in my day, it was tradition for me to throw a Christmas party, and now that I'm back at the school, thought I might as well reinstate it! Helena, Blaize, you are most welcome to attend." Cass sat with an irritated look on her face. Noticing this, he added "oh and feel free to each bring someone with you!"
"Thank you sir, I'd be delighted" I replied to him.
"Me too, thanks"
"Ah yes, it will be on the 14th-" my attention was immediately drawn away from what Slughorn was saying as I noticed a blonde boy with a worried look on his face push his way through the pub and head for the exit.
"I'm very sorry sir, but would you please excuse me. I will see you at the party" and with those words I rushed out if my seat towards the exit.
Draco had told us earlier than morning that he couldn't come out with us that day as he had something he needed to attend to. This was nothing unusual- he hadn't been out with us since the start of October and it was now nearly December.
I lost sight of him as I walked through the crowded bar but I soon found him again when his dark figure, wearing the black suit he wore so often, was walking down the contrasting white snowy street.
"Draco!" I exclaimed to him. He jolted slightly. I knew he had heard me, but yet he still continued walking. I yelled his name a second time and began to jog up to him standing at his side.
"What" he replied in a cruel tone, not looking at me or stopping walking.
"I thought you said you couldn't come out today?" I said to him keeping up with his pace.
"Well something came up." He said still not looking at me.
"Well why didn't you come over?" I asked. He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Maybe I just didn't want to." I looked up at him into his eyes. The usual tiredness was still there, but his eyes were cloudy as if he was on the brink of tears.
"Draco... you are the one that said you wanted us to be friends."
"So?"
"So that means I get to be worried about you." He opened his mouth but before he spoke I interrupted him. "And don't tell me it's none of my business. There is something wrong with you. Tell me what's happening"
He took in a large breath and swallowed back the tears I knew were brimming his eyes.
"There is nothing wrong with me."
"Draco-"
"I can't tell you."
"Cant tell me what? Why not?" I pushed my face in front of his as he tried to bury it in his chest. I felt my heart sink through my chest when I saw a rare sight - his eyes seemed to brim with tears. "Draco- you never cry. What's happened?"
"Don't be ridiculous," he said while lifting his head up to hold back his tears. "I'm not crying. Please just- just drop it". He hurriedly walked away from me, not giving me the chance to stop him.
I knew it was no use in following him. He wouldn't tell me anything even if I followed him. Though we had hardly spoken since our talk in the common room kitchen, I still remembered what I said. And I kept to it - and being Draco's friend meant I was worried for him. God knows why, but I was.
As I started to turn to walk back to the bar, I couldn't help but wonder why I had taken such a liking to him. I mean, he was cruel to me since I met him, and here I am. Forgiving him for all that bullying because he simply apologised to him. I don't know how but I would tell his apology wasn't even a fake one to try and befriend me - I could tell that when he had apologised, he meant it. And I couldn't help but forgive him.
My thoughts were soon interrupted by a deafening scream. The noise was such a loud shriek that it penetrated my ears and caused me to hold my hands over them. I looked up and saw five figures a few meters in front of me - three of them looking forward clearly just as shocked as I was, one of them (the one who had produced the scream) stood with her hands clasped over her mouth, and the final figure was the reason the girl had shrieked.
She had fallen into the floor and was being dragged side to side on the snow covered cobbles by some sort of invisible force. She had no control over her body and was simply lying helplessly as the force scraped her body against the whole length of the street.
I ran as fast as I could up to the three figures watching the scene - it was Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.
"What the hell happened??!" I shouted at Harry in a panic.
"I- I- I don't know. She just-" but Harry's words were cut off as we all looked up to see the figure of the girl who was just being dragged across the floor now suspended in the air, her arms outstretched and her head tilting back. She dangled in the air as if she had some sort of ropes tied around her body and neck. I looked at the trio in a panic.
I was just about to ask them what to do in a panic but before I could, the figure collapsed and crashed onto the floor. When she crashed, she remained still and after a few seconds, the four of us ran over the the girl who had yelled.
"I warned her! I warned her not to touch it-" close to were the figure had collapsed was an open box and lightly shrouded by a piece of black cloth lay a necklace made of what looked to be silver, decorated by turquoise gemstones.
"NONE OF YOU TOUCH THAT".
The bellowing voice of Hagrid yelled out to us, just as Harry was about to pick up the object, he sharply pulled his hand away.
Hagrid picked up the body that lay of the floor. As he picked her up, I saw her face and realised the girl was Katie Bell.
The trio was murmuring among themselves, I couldn't quite make out what they were saying.
"What is that-" I asked pointing towards the necklace.
"Look, um.." Hermione said not knowing what to call me.
"Helena"
"Helena. We can take care of this, just carry on." She continued.
"Is she going to be ok?" I asked frantically. They looked at each other in concern.
"Just go before you get in trouble" Ron said to me.
"Trouble?" I said confused.
"Just- just go. We will make sure we get her to the hospital" and with Hermione's words, she cast and enchantment to levitate the necklace and walked over to Hagrid being careful to not touch the necklace to anything.
I looked at Harry and he jolted his head silently telling me to go and after seeing Hagrid start to carry Katie to the castle, I made my way back to the three broomsticks.