V i n n i e
I didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, not after what happened on Christmas night.
I didn't do anything else for the rest of the holidays except laying down and munching on some pumpkin pasties dad made and lemon bars mum baked. Ginny offered that she'd stay at mum and dad's room so I could have some privacy, I declined. I wanted to be alone, but not alone.
I wanted Ginny to yell me out of my senses, to hit and tell me I deserved to be hurt by what Draco did after not listening to her. She wouldn't do that, she wouldn't hit people, not me, at the very least. But I still wanted her to. So I could wake up and kick the thought of maybe Draco didn't really intended to do that. But his silhouette that night haunts me. I couldn't hear anything clearly, the ringing in my ear was worse than ever and the voice calling 'eloi' in my mind keeps going. The way his hands lift and his wand pointed at me stabs my heart. If I knew, I wouldn't have attended the Slytherin party that led us in this situation, if I knew, I would've followed my siblings advice rather than follow what my heart screams. If I knew—I thought—if only I knew.
Mum said she could talk to the professors of my state so I could skip a few months of school. I declined. I wouldn't let a boy wreck my opportunity of a good future. I wanted that, of course, a few months off only at the remains of the burrows, Ron away, and it's just me, my mum and my dad. But I declined either way. I didn't want Luna and the others to worry.
Ginny told me she had already sent a letter to my few friends; Luna, Cho, Dean, and Seamus of what happened. They all replied back, almost at the same time. It was like they're all together and had one owl deliver it.
Dear, Vinnie
I have no words enough to explain how sorry I am for what had happened to you, and I didn't want to waste those words to tell on a piece of parchment. I'd love to talk with you after the holidays if you needed to.
-Luna Lovegood ☽︎
I folded Luna's letter carefully and place it on my drawer, it was such a Luna thought—not willing to waste a word to tell on a piece of parchment.
Dear, Vinnie
I do not wish to say I told you so because I told you to follow you heart, and you did. It didn't result well, but at least now you know. I'm sure Luna would like to talk to you personally about this matter so I won't make this letter long as well. Please take care of yourself, love.
-Choఌ︎
Cho's hand writing have always been neat, cursive, the spacing is precise, the exact look of a handwriting from someone of her looks. Her letter was stored on my drawer as well, along with Luna's, Dean's and Seamus's.
I haven't read Dean's and Seamus's letter, I hadn't the energy to do anything but somehow keeping it unopened in my drawer made me feel a dose of guilt, so, I took both and opened it. Dean's was first.
Vinnie,
I apologize for the words but, I promise if(if you'd like, of course) that dumb blonde daft dimbo is about to get it as soon as I land eyes on him in return to Hogwarts. I can't swear I'd do nothing more than wand pointing, but I won't end him. I'm sure you'll do the honour.
-Dean
Dean's writing was rough, it was obvious that it was written with anger and that sort because the ink splatters almost everywhere, I almost couldn't read it.
Dear, Vinnie.
I won't kill him, of course, that's illegal. But if the war harry was talking about to happen, I'd be looking for him so I'd have excuse to curse him without getting into trouble. Let's hang out when we return to school, yeah? Me, you and Dean.
-Seamus
Seamus's is much different than Dean's, maybe put a little bit of Cho's handwriting and that's precisely Seamus's.
I gather both Dean and Seamus's letter and place it in the drawer along with Luna and Cho's. Reached for the candle on my desk beside my bed and blew at it. I lay on my back and stared at my ceiling as I pray. I prayed, to whoever could hear to, to not only hear but to listen. I ask for signs, for directions, for anything to have me rid of the struggle I'm currently stuck in. I ask, and ask, and ask, and ask, until I drifted to sleep.
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"Eloi"
That voice again, I stood up from my bed and found myself in the same setting I was when I saw a brunette haired girl calling for me
"Eloi"
Louder.
I grabbed my wand beside me and whispered 'lumos' but it didn't work. So, I grabbed the candle and the match beside it instead.
"Eloi!"
Louder,
"Eloi!"
Again
"Eloi! Eloi! Eloi! Eloi! Eloi! Eloi!"
I groaned as a felt another piercing pain in my head, I felt faint. But I couldn't. Not that I wouldn't, I couldn't.
"Eloi.."
The voice was softer now and started to fade into something softer. Something more familiar.
I saw the brunette haired girl again, I walked toward her but my steps aren't getting closer, I was getting further away.
"Eloi..."
The brunette haired girl turned, her hair covering her face for a moment and when I finally saw her face, she had none. It was all black, but the sound of the voice was coming from her.
"Eloi"
It called again, I ran faster but I kept getting farther. A pair of hand landed on my shoulder and forced me to turn around, Nova.
"VINNIE!"
I jolt up as I heard Ginny yelling out my name, I was on my bed, Ginny sat on the edge and pulled me into a hug as soon as I woke up. I was sweating and my body was still almost numb. I hugged Ginny back and saw that behind her was our whole family. Mum and Dad, Ron, Fred and George. They all stood there, all in their night gown.
"Why are you all here?" I managed to say after calming my breathing.
"I've been trying to wake you up for 30 minutes, Vin," Ginny uttered, her hand grip mine tight.
A small wrinkle formed between my eyebrows as I tried to fix the way I sit by pushing on the bed with my hands. "What?"
"Nightmare," Fred said, reaching up for something from behind him, a glass of water. He handed it to me and continued speaking "was it the voice again?"
I nodded as I reach for the water Fred was handing "I'm fine now, you didn't have to bother yourselves up"
"Rubbish" mum exclaimed, gently pushing Ginny and the others out of the way. She fixed the pillow behind me and had me lay down "go back to sleep, little one, we'll be here when you woke" she said, then smiled, tucking me under the covers.
I smiled back
"We'll be off to bed, but never mind to wake us up if must, okay?" Dad added. I nod again.
They bid goodnight and left the room leaving only me and Ginny.
"I don't know if this will help but I found something of yours dad has been hiding" Ginny said, as soon as the doors locked, I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at her. Her voice was a whisper, so I whispered back.
"What is it?" Then leaned closer to her. She was reaching for something under her bed that was beside mine.
"Here"
A box. An awfully familiar box.
She was as her parents said: Molly and Arthur, was seen at the burrows in the winter of 1980. 9 months after Ronald Weasley was brought into the world. She was inside a ragged box and completely naked with only a small box beside her. Arthur would said not if another hour passed and they have not seen her she would've been dead. She was no more that 5 months.
I looked at her with eyes widened as the realization hit.
I turned my focus back on the box, it was opened. Unlike when I first saw it when dad shown it when I was six of age. A small piece of parchment peeked out the small opening of the box and read birth certificate.
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