Clara Black
It was the next day and all I could think of was how Harry had almost fallen to his death, but Dumbledore saved him. Luke was safe as well, I saw him fly back down, but his skin was a pale as snow as if the Dementors got to him. I didn't see much from where I was cause of my tears, then again, I didn't want to see much at that point. It was horrific.
Lena was in the Hospital Wing today, I believe that something had to have happened to her. There were whispers of her screaming yesterday as if someone was dying in front of her eyes.
"Clara, ready for class?" Hermione asked me.
We were in the common room, sitting by the windows. I watched as the trees around us had their branches flail with the wind. Most of the other students left the room, already on their way to class. We already had breakfast but I decided to skip it.
"We never talk about Sirius Black." I whispered, facing her in my chair.
Her jaw dropped, but she picked it right up a second later and got her confidence back. "Do you honestly want to talk about a man who caused a murder and escaped Azkaban?" Her voice was a pitch quieter than usual.
"'Mione... I'm a Black..." I huffed, not meeting her eyes. "What if... what if I am evil as well?" My heart raced as I kept sitting there, unable to look at her.
The tension in the room thickened and she walked over to me, bending down to my level. I looked up and met her eyes, her kind eyes that always welcomed you in.
"You're not evil, Clara, far from it." She gave me a small smile. "and Harry will be just fine, as well as Luke. I'm sure of it."
"Of course they will be fine!" I smiled. "When has Harry not survived something deadly." I let out a small giggle.
She stood up and took my hand, pulling me up with her. "Exactly, now, Charms."
***
I knew Luke would be on the Qudditch field. I've known him for many years, and every time he needed to think, or even be alone, he went to the place that made him feel safe. And this was a scary thing that happened, and it happened at the place he cherished most. But he would still go there, I know it.
I had to see him, even if he would tell me he needed his space. Hermione was in the hospital wing, looking over Harry. It was safe to say, no one would be stopping me.
But once I reached the field on this oddly warm day, I saw him with Lena. They were talking and it looked heartfelt. I wasn't one to get jealous... but I wasn't feeling to safe about this. Luke and I haven't even spoken about what we were, what was going to happen, or even what happened. Every time we were alone, we'd be kissing and that's it. So that gives me no right to be jealous since we weren't even anything yet... even though I wanted to be something.
Lena shifted her hair over her shoulder to expose her neck, and I felt rage building up at the pit of my stomach. The warm wind hit me, making my hair flail with its motions. He examined her, his eyes widening. What was she showing him? Suddenly that rage passed and I just started to get curious. She may not know that Luke and I were trying something, but it didn't seem too romantic anymore.
Before I could even admit my presence, Luke looked up from her and locked eyes with me. My stomach flipped as his cheeks got red.
"Clara," He said.
Lena looked over, placing her hair back into place. She smiled an all toothed smile as if trying to comfort the awkward situation.
"What's going on?" I asked, walking over cautiously.
"Lena just needed some comfort, as did I... after what happened yesterday..." Luke sighed.
"I understand that. Everything okay now?" I asked.
I actually wasn't mad, nothing. Luke was helping out a friend and like I said, I wasn't the jealous type at all. I was just nervous right now, I had just gotten the courage to admit my feelings. But what had happened... I understood that Lena needed someone. She was terrified about the Dementors.
"Better, much better. Do you know how Harry is feeling?" Lena asked straight away.
"Hermione is with him right now, he's a little better, less pale." I smiled. "I was worried about all of you, I'm so happy the both of you came out scar free. But you were in the wing, weren't you?"
Lena smiled shyly, "Yeah... I had to get out."
"Don't blame you."
A beat passed and Lena crossed her arms over her chest, taking in the field around us. It represented a ghost town.
"I have got to go... I can't stand here any longer." She said. "Thanks for the talk." She nodded at Luke and walked off, back towards the castle.
Alone... at last?
I faced Luke, noticing that he was looking at the ground. An uneasy tension set in and I took his hand, carefully. His touch was warm as he wrapped his fingers around mine, still unable to meet my eyes.
"What happened Luke?" I asked softly.
He looked up for a moment with a soft smile. "You don't know what happened yesterday, do you?"
"What do you mean?"
Taking a deep breath, he took my other hand and our eyes met, making my heart skip a beat. "I almost transformed into... dragon form. But I managed to stop it."
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