Selena Black

Chapter 35: The beginning.

Chapter 35: The beginning.

Chelbell2016:

Selena's POV:

When I looked back, even a month later, I found I had only scattered memories of the next few days. It was as though I had been through too much to take in any more.

The recollections I did have were very painful. The worst, perhaps, was the meeting with the Diggorys that took place the following morning.

They did not blame Harry or I for what had happened; on the contrary, both thanked us for returning Cedric's body to them. Mr. Diggory sobbed through most of the interview. Mrs. Diggory's grief seemed to be beyond tears.

"He suffered very little then," she said, when Harry and I had told her how Cedric had died. "And after all, Amos ... he died just when he'd won the tournament. He must have been happy."

When they got to their feet, she looked down at Harry and said, "You look after yourself, now."

Harry seized the sack of gold on the bedside table. We'd agreed neither of us wanted the money.

"You take this," he muttered to her. "It should've been Cedric's, he got there first, you take it -"

But she backed away from him.

"Oh no, it's your two's, dear, I couldn't. . . you keep it."

*Selena Dumbledore*   

Harry and I returned to Gryffindor Tower the following evening. From what Hermione and Ron told us, grandfather had spoken to the school that morning at breakfast.

He had merely requested that they leave Harry and I alone, that nobody ask us questions or badger us to tell the story of what had happened in the maze. Most people, I noticed, were skirting us in the corridors, avoiding our eyes. Some whispered behind their hands as we passed.

I guessed that many of them had believed Rita Skeeter's article about how disturbed and possibly dangerous Harry was. They also probably hate me because of who my father is. Perhaps they were formulating their own theories about how Cedric had died.

I found I didn't care very much. I liked it best when I was with Harry Ron and Hermione and they were talking about other things, or else letting him sit in silence while they played chess. I felt as though all four of us had reached an understanding they didn't need to put into words; that each was waiting for some sign, some word, of what was going on outside Hogwarts - and that it was useless to speculate about what might be coming until they knew anything for certain. The only time they touched upon the subject was when Ron told Harry and I about a meeting Mrs. Weasley had had with Dumbledore before going home.
"She went to ask him if you could come straight to us this summer," he said. "But he wants you to go back to the Dursleys, at least at first."

"Why?" said Harry.

"She said Dumbledore's got his reasons," said Ron, shaking his head darkly. "I suppose we've got to trust him, haven't we?"

*Selena Dumbledore*   

The only person apart from Ron and Hermione that Harry felt able to talk to was Hagrid.

As there was no longer a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, they had those lessons free. They used the one on Thursday afternoon to go down and visit Hagrid in his cabin.

It was a bright and sunny day; Fang bounded out of the open door as they approached, barking and wagging his tail madly.

"Who's that?" called Hagrid, coming to the door. "Harry! Selena!!"