The Order

Chapter Sixteen

I woke up in a cold sweat. I must have been writhing around because I was twisted in a blanket on the floor. Mum and Dad came rushing in; they must have heard me.

Are you ok? Mum asked, waving her arms frantically.

Yea, just another nightmare I replied calmly, hoping my tone would calm Mum down, I can get back to sleep, its pretty early anyway.

Well call if you need anything, Mum replied, obviously still panicked.

Well a calm voice tone certainly doesnt work, I think.

Mum and Dad left without another word. I could hear them going to the kitchen. I swear I could hear the faint whisper of

Muffliato.

Damnit, theyre probably talking about me. I guess its for my own good. I suppose I do need some sleep.

But no matter how hard I try, sleep would not overtake me. I decide to do the Herbology homework that had been set over the holiday. Might as well get it done now, as the adrenaline from the dream hasnt worn off.

What are the properties of gilly wee- *yawn*. Guess I am tired after all. I think.

I cannot concentrate on homework at all, so I finally give up and fall asleep.

I must have slept well because I didnt wake up for the rest of the night. In the morning I end up getting up super early to do that homework. The term is starting and I have enough on my plate without more detention from Professor Sprout. For once I go downstairs before everyone wakes up. I go into the kitchen and see Mum and Dad asleep at the table. I quietly get some cereal and head back up to my room. Mum and Dad must have been up late because they usually have to wake me up. I somehow manage to spill cereal everywhere, and that wakes Mum and Dad up because they come rushing up and immediately clean the mess up. They mustve thought I had another nightmare, but in reality, Ive been up for almost an hour, well longer than they have anyway. Then it clicked. I remembered what happened yesterday and they thought Voldemort wanted to see me again. I thought back to the experience and I never want to do it again. It was the worst experience ever; even worse than being beaten at the orphanage. Looking at Mum and Dads tired faces made me extremely tired for some reason, so I went back to bed as yesterdays memories made me feel sick.

I only got two hours of sleep until mum woke me up to get dressed for school. I was rushing to get dressed as I realized the time, and running down to the Great Hall. As I ate, I got a headache. Everything was black for a second.

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"Scarlet, I need you to bring me Harry Potter"

"Yes,"

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"Scarlet are you okay?" Isobel was shaking her. Scarlet hadn't realized she blocked out everything. "Y-Yeah.. Just a pretty serious day dream. We should get to class.."