Memories
I wonder if the beginning of this year is going to be a sign of what the rest of it is suppose to be like because if it is I just want to hide in a trunk. It started off with Dobby.
"Potter Twins, such an honor it is." is what we heard after being told by Uncle Vernon to be quiet.
"Who are you?" Harry said to the sad little thing as I saw him.
"Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf." He was cute though in a way. He had big green eyes and bat-like floopy ears.
"Awww how cute" I said as Harry was freaking out slightly.
"Not to be rude or anything ..but this isn't a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom." I gave him a look to shut up because I missed magical creatures from the Wizarding world.
"Yes, sir. Dobby understands. It's just that Dobby has come to tell you... It is difficult, sir." Dobby looks thoughtful.
"Why don't you sit down? " Harry says while I smile and nod at Dobby to.
"Sit down? Sit down?" Dobby started to look frantic.
"Dobby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." I just nod to what Harry is saying.
"Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir... but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal." that's saddening.
"You can't have met many decent wizards then." Harry said jokingly but serious at the same time.
"No, I haven't." Dobby stares off.
"That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! " Dobby then proceeds to bang his head on our drawers.
As Harry started telling him to shush I rushed over to Dobby. "Oh please don't do that" I put my hand to block his head from the dresser and put my other hand to cradle the back of his head.
"It's not ok to hurt yourself alright" I say lovingly as my hands were on both sides of his head. Dobby just looked at me in awe.
"Are you all right?" Harry said next to me.
"Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir." as Dobby pulled up a stool.
"Your family?" Harry said sitting down on bed after me.
"The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they knew Dobby was here... But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter. To warn him. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year. There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen." of course Harry is in danger again.
"What terrible things? Who's plotting them?" Harry said inquiring while I didn't care I already had my mind made up that he wasn't going back.
"Oh, he! Can't say!" Dobby struggling on what to say.
"Okay, I understand. You can't say." Harry mentally begging him to keep quiet.
"Don't make me talk. L-- Bad Dobby!" Dobby grabbing a lamp about to hit himself with it until I grab it out of his hand just giving him a look as he starts shouting in a way whining with little hand still on the lamp.
Then we hear Uncle Vernon coming.
Harry grabs Dobby and throw him in the wardrobe before Uncle Vernon busts in the door. I don't really pay attention to Uncle Vernon and he doesn't to me. But I do pay attention to Dobby as the wardrobe door open and closes. Me giving him a smile until Uncle Vernon leaves.
"See why I've got to go back? I don't belong here. I belong in your world -- at Hogwarts. It's the only place I've got...friends." Harry says after Dobby.
"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?" Dobby interjects.
"Dobby is right Harry, if Hogwarts is no longer safe you shouldn't just put your safety on the line for people that probably don't even care for you" not like I do anyway.
"Well, I expect they've been --hang on, how do you know my friends haven't been writing me ?"
Dobby takes out a stack of letters.
"Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby -- Dobby hoped if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir..." Dobby looks guilty.
"Harry, Dobby wasn't lying about Hogwarts being unsafe, I understand why he hid the letters-" Harry interrupted me "Give me those. Now." and it went downhill from there. I didn't follow them for what happened next but I was apart of the grounding with Harry anyway. I think Uncle Vernon went overboard but I didn't mind being stuck in the room with Harry, Hedwig and Midnight. I tried to talk some sense to Harry while we were stuck there but he doesn't listen to me anymore. He only talks of Hermione and Ron, which isn't very pleasant for me.
I just have many memories of seeing them together first year. Me walking behind them sometimes, Harry not even noticing me. Not many people noticed me at Hogwarts it was like I was invisible. But they're were three people that did, Neville, Professor Snape and.....Draco.
Neville was my best friend probably because we were the outcasts of Gryffindor. Neville being sometimes clumsy and me being quiet. Neville and me just bonded on how we shouldn't be in Gryffindor, which lead to a very fulfilling friendship for the both of us.
Then there was Professor Snape who I actually liked a lot. He gave lots of homework and was very strict but I didn't mind. I liked the work and his class, I think he appreciated that. I wasn't outspoken like Hermione but I still was just as good as her in his class not that anyone knew but him. I always smiled and said good morning/have a good day to him but he never returned it which is fine I did it anyway. He never gave me an outspoken compliment, honestly the most I got out of him was a look. He would give me this look that I couldn't understand what it meant but it was kinder than the one he gave my brother and sadder. But he would write things on my homework like "this is shockingly good", "this is better than most of Gryffindor peers I'm surprised" to "you never disappoint me unlike your brother" the list of backhanded compliments ranged on but I still took them as compliments none the less considering he did that with no one else according to Neville.
Then there was Draco...for most of the year he would give me glares like he did my brother never really bothered me until one day Goyle lit my hair on fire during Snape's potions class. I didn't even notice it was until I heard Draco's voice say "Goyle what on earth have you done!" then I turned to Draco's face looking apologetic. Then I saw the fire in my peripheral vision and started screaming bloody murder. Professor Snape rushed over "Aguamenti" then my hair was soaked. It took forever for my hair to grow back after that. Goyle and some of the older Slytherins teased me about it for month but Draco...strangely never bullied me over anything. He actually would be the one to lead them away from me. And there were the treacle tarts.
I would find treacle tarts in my bookbag, they would appear after the end of every potions class. I knew it wasn't Neville or my brother. So who could it have been?
The conclusion I came to was Draco. He would always brag about the things his mother would send him, treacle tarts being one of them. And he sat right behind me in potions.
Also there was that night in the Forbidden Forest. Of course Harry and his friends were doing what they shouldn't have been doing but I followed along to watch out for Harry. But apparently Draco was following us as well. He told on us and the Forbidden Forest was our punishment. But unfortunately it backfired on him and he was punished with us.
Our punishment was with Hagrid. Which I didn't think would be too bad, until Hagrid had us spilt up.
"You wait till my father hears about this. This is servant's stuff." Draco says looking towards me.
"If I didn't know better, Draco, I'd say you were scared.'' I gave Harry a disapproving stare, I never liked when they'd fight.
"Scared, Potter?!" Draco scoffed and then we heard howls. "Did you hear that Mira?" I just nodded, as Draco decided to ignore Harry.
"Come on, Fang. Mira you should stay close to me who knows what's in this forest" Draco pulled me close to him.
"Scared. Your brother thinks I'm scared" as he had me trail behind him as he shook his head disbelief.
Now Harry was the one giving us the disapproving stare, confused as I by Draco's familiarity with me.
But then the tension stopped when Fang did, he was growling. I moved towards him placing hand on his head shushing him.
"What is it, Fang?" Harry said taking a step towards us.
But it was Draco that noticed it first and he screamed.
And before I knew it he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his run.
We were at a great distance until I noticed Harry didn't run with us.
"Wait Draco stop" he didn't. It took all my strength to pull him to a stop.
"We have to go back for Harry" I pleaded.
"Are you mad?" He said trying to pull me with him again but I wasn't budging.
"That thing could hurt him, I have to go protect him" and then Draco let out a laugh that I still can hear in my head.
"You're going to go protect him and tell me do you think he'd do the same for you?" He said looking down on me in a condescending way.
But what he said made me think of all times I was bullied by Slytherins and Gryffindors and my brother wasn't there but it didn't matter.
"I have to go back" I say knowing he wasn't going to go with me.
"Fine get killed for someone that doesn't have the same loyalty that you have for him" He turned his back to me. "What a pathetic foolish girl" was the last words Draco said to me last year. I had mixed feelings about Draco. He was one of the few people that acknowledged me at Hogwarts in a kind way last year but yet he was so cruel. He was protective over me but yet his words had me think such terrible thoughts.
How does Harry regard me now?
We're sitting in a room together and he is shrugging off everything I'm saying.
Before Hogwarts I used to be the one he came to about everything.
Harry eventually just went to bed and I stayed up thinking.
Then suddenly a sound came from the window.
It woke Harry up and he was the one to check it out.
There was a flying car outside it turned out to be Ron and the twins. Well I guess we're going back to Hogwarts.
Thank goodness I jumped in it first.
Uncle Vernon came right when Harry was about to get on.
He grabbed Harry's bloody ankle having him hanging above the lawn.
"Oh no boy! You and that Bloody pigeon aren't going anywhere!" Uncle Vernon pulling on Harry's ankle stretching him between the window and the car.
"Let go of him you're going to hurt him" Ron told Fred to drive. If Uncle Vernon falls he'll take Harry down with him.
I looked at Uncle Vernon hand and in my head I thought of the spell "Incendio."
Then Uncle Vernon started screaming letting go of Harry and fell out the window trying to put out the fire on the back of his hand.
I had set his hand on fire.
I didn't mean to.
No one said anything to me but in the back with George, he was giving me a very questioning look.
"I've never seen a second year do wandless magic before, how'd you do it" he said in a low curious voice as if it to be a secret between me and him.
"I have no idea what you're talking about" not bothering to look at him not understanding why he had to sit so close to me.
But honestly I didn't know how to answer him.
I didn't know how I did that myself.