Welp here is a little fanart of Kirra/Emily/Ophelia that I made and now lets get on with the story ig. Also, who do you think she should go to the Yule Ball with?
Kirra made her way up to the astronomy tower and walked over to the ledge before sitting down and pushing her legs through the metal bars on the side so that her legs were dangling off the side of the large tower. Her eyes trailed up to the stars and landed on the Leo constellation before focusing on a particular star, "I miss you," she choked out softly as tears were immediately brought to her eyes.
"You always said you loved the stars, hell you made me love them too. It's funny how they seem to shine so much brighter now that you have joined them," she stared, on the verge of falling apart as tears poured down her cheeks. "I don't know what I'm doing Reg... I need you," she cried to the sky.
Little did she know was that the curly-haired Slytherin was watching her... it was all he did. She meant everything to him and he knew it was selfish but he wished that even after all this time. her heart still longed for him, but she now had someone else, and he knew he had to accept that.
He watched with tears in his eyes as she choked on her own sobs and began to smash her fist angrily down into the ground, he reached out for her, begging her to stop but she couldn't see him. She couldn't feel him, no matter how loud he called to her, she never heard him.
He knew he couldn't stop her so he sat next to her, hoping that maybe this time she would be able to feel his presence even a little bit and that it would calm down. He reached over and placed his hand on her leg, just like he used to do. She didn't even flinch.
Reggie watched as another came and sat next to her on the other side, "there is nothing that I can do to help her," Reggie choked out to the boy, tears falling down his face, disappearing as soon as they left his face
"I know," the other boy muttered out as he looked at his best friend with a deep sense of sadness. The girl cried in a mixture of pain and sadness as she brought her bloody knuckles into her lap as she cursed at the universe for making her life like this, "we should be there with her." He reached out and placed his transparent hand on top of her bloody one
Kirra could feel a sense of warmness on either side of her, a warmness that made her slightly relax. "I'm so done," she whispered out before laying down on her back, staring up at the stars through the open ceiling and after a while, she ended up crying herself to sleep.
The two boys stared down at her, both of them sitting in an awkward silence, it wasn't like they never talked. They talked all the time now, Reggie was always watching her and the other boy along with many others were constantly coming to check on the girl. It was just that neither of them knew what to say to the other.
"Guess she has a type huh?" the second boy asked with a small playful grin on his lips, trying to defuse the tension between the two of them. Reggie slowly looked away from the girl and looked over at the boy with raised eyebrows and a small grin
"Yeah, asshole Slytherins who don't deserve someone like her," Reggie said with a small chuckle, "I should have just let my brother have her, he was in love with her too... she wouldn't be going through this right now if I had just stayed away."
"You don't know how it would have turned out if she went with him instead of you, besides she really loved you Reg, you meant the whole world to her." The boy told him with a sad smile, "Though Padfoot really did love her too huh?"
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Hufflepuff still hadn't calmed down over the win, everywhere Kirra turned in the halls or when she entered the common room, her house mates were always congratulating her and asking her how she had done it.
Her and Mattheo had literally only just gotten back onto good... no great terms, and now they had gone back to not talking to each other at all. And it seemed that Rita Skeeter had seemed to pick up on this too as she continued to post articles about the girl and all the boys that she was appartently leading on.
However, one good thing had seemed to come out of it. No story about Hagrid had appeared in the Daily Prophet. "She didn' seem very int'rested in magical creatures, ter tell yeh the truth," Hagrid said, when Kirra and Jasper asked him how his interview with Rita Skeeter had gone during the last Care of Magical Creatures lesson of the term.
To their very great relief, Hagrid had given up on direct contact with the skrewts now, and they were merely sheltering behind his cabin today, sitting at a trestle table and preparing a fresh selection of food with which to tempt the skrewts. "She jus' wanted me ter talk about you, Kirra," Hagrid continued in a low voice.
"Well, I told her we'd been friends since I went ter fetch yeh from the Dursleys. But she knows about everythin' yeh know, but o'course she cant write about it in her newspaper. 'Never had to tell her off in four years?' she said. 'Never played you up in lessons, has she?' I told her no, an' she didn' seem happy at all. Yeh'd think she wanted me to say yeh were horrible, Kirra."
Kirra already had enough on her plate at the moment with not having a partner for the dance and not being on good terms with her boyfriend, she didn't have time to deal with the stupid woman who was obsessed with her
" 'Course she did," said Jasper, throwing lumps of dragon liver into a large metal bowl and picking up his knife to cut some more.
"She can't keep writing about what a tragic little hero I am, it'll get boring." Kirra said with a groan of annoyance
"She wants a new angle, Hagrid," said Jasper wisely as he shelled salamander eggs. "You were supposed to say Kirra's a mad delinquent!"
"But she's not!" said Hagrid, looking genuinely shocked.
"Well I don't know about that," Jasper said with a cheeky grin on his face as he playfully elbowed the girl, "it seems that she is getting in trouble for something new everyday."
"I have no idea what you are talking about Rowle," Kirra told him with a small grin as she elbowed the boy, "I think that you might be mistaking me for someone else."
"She should've interviewed Snape," said Kirra in annoyance. "He'd give her the goods on me any day. 'Potter has been crossing lines ever since she first arrived at this school. . . .' "
"Said that, did he?" said Hagrid, while Jasper laughed. "Well, yeh might've bent a few rules, Oph, bu' yeh're all righ' really, aren' you?"
"Cheers, Hagrid," said Kirra, grinning. "You coming to this ball thing on Christmas Day, Hagrid?" said Kirra.
"Though' I might look in on it, yeah," said Hagrid gruffly. "Should be a good do, I reckon. You'll be openin' the dancin', won' yeh, Kirra? Is Riddle taking yeh?"
Kirra shook her head in a mixture of sadness and annoyance "No, he isn't. For some reason, this one wont dance," said Kirra, feeling herself going red again. Hagrid didn't pursue the subject. But Jasper's interest had seemed to be peaked at this new information.
"How come you never told me that RIddle wasn't going with you to the ball?" Jasper asked the girl in confusion
"Well I didn't really feel like telling people that my boyfriend was too embarrassed to dance with me J, besides he told me to go with someone else so I am trying to figure out who the best person would be for me to take."
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The last week of term became increasingly boisterous as it progressed. Rumors about the Yule Ball were flying everywhere, though Kirra didn't believe half of them — for instance, that Dumbledore had bought eight hundred barrels of mulled mead from Madam Rosmerta.
It seemed to be fact, however, that he had booked the Weird Sisters. Some of the teachers, like little Professor Flitwick, gave up trying to teach them much when their minds were so clearly elsewhere; he allowed them to play games in his lesson on Wednesday, and spent most of it talking to Kirra about how she had been able to talk to the dragon
Other teachers were not so generous. Nothing would ever deflect Professor Binns, for example, from plowing on through his notes on goblin rebellions — as Binns hadn't let his own death stand in the way of continuing to teach, they supposed a small thing like Christmas wasn't going to put him off.
It was amazing how he could make even bloody and vicious goblin riots sound as boring as Percy's cauldron-bottom report. Professors McGonagall and Moody kept them working until the very last second of their classes too, and Snape, of course, would no sooner let them play games in class than adopt Kirra.
Staring nastily around at them all, he informed them that he would be testing them on poison antidotes during the last lesson of the term. "Evil, he is," Theodore said bitterly that night in the Slytherin common room. "Springing a test on us on the last day. Ruining the last bit of term with a whole load of studying."
"Tell me about it," Kirra groaned out as she grinned over at the boy
"Mmm . . . you're not exactly straining yourself, though, are you?" said Mattheo, looking at him over the top of his Potions notes, glaring at him slightly. Theodore was busy building a card castle out of his Exploding Snap pack — a much more interesting pastime than with Muggle cards, because of the chance that the whole thing would blow up at any second.
"It's Christmas, Riddle," said Kirra lazily; she was rereading Flying with the Cannons for the tenth time in an armchair near the fire. Mattheo looked severely over at her too.
"I'd have thought you'd be doing something constructive, Kirra, even if you don't want to learn your antidotes! Like I don't know, practising your fancy dance moves or finding yourself another partner"
"And why would I need to do that? Oh wait! That's right, because my boyfriend's ego is too big to dance with his girlfriend," Kirra said as she rolled her eyes and watched Joey Jenkins of the Cannons belt a Bludger toward a Ballycastle Bats Chaser.
"I don't want to do it! Why can't you just accept that!" Mattheo snapped over at her, "I don't know how to fucking dance and I'm not going to make myself look like a god damn fool in front of the entire fucking school alright?!"
"Whatever Mattheo, why don't you just grow a goddamn pair," she fired back at the boy. People in the common room around them were watching the scene unravel in front of them with wide eyes. The first person to actually do something, made their way over and placed her hands aggressively on the table and glared slightly over at Mattheo.
"Have we got a problem here Riddle?" Daphne asked the boy accusingly, staring at the boy with a small glare on her face
"It's alright Daph," Kirra told the girl with a sigh
"I don't think it is. Mattheo quit being an idiot and take her to the dance before she actually takes you up on your offer of asking someone else because if she turns up to the dance with someone else, you are going to fucking regret it." Daphne told the boy with a growing sneer.
Mattheo rolled his eyes and slammed his book closed before shoving his stuff into his bag and making his way up to his dorm, not saying another thing to any of them. "Well who took a shit in his coffee this morning?" Kirra asked them with a small sigh as Daphne threw her arms around the girl's shoulder.
Because while the Potter girl had a grin on her face, Daphne could see that the girl was being ripped apart from the inside out.