Hogwarts Tale

CHAPTER 14

A/N: It’s chapter 14 because I hate the number 13 and it’s really a bad luck number for me. So don’t mind that and keep on reading. N I was doing this while I was sleepy and all, so hope u understand my writing. Thank you.

CHAPTER 14: READ ME A BEDTIME STORY

I woke up to the sunshine piercing through my eyelids. The coldness of the night was wearing out now, replaced with fresh heat that made me want to snuggle in my bed the more I tried to stay awake. Slowly, I turned to my side and pain shot up my chest, surprising me, making my sleepiness to disappear in an instant. I froze and the pain was gone now, and I understood the theory that the more I move, the more I feel the pain. I lied, not moving at all. I let my eyes free open and blinked several times to make everything come clear. There was that one figure who curved a smile on my lips at the sight itself. Arthur was awake, leaning against his headboard, head falling back and eyes shut close. One hand was holding a slice of bread and his mouth was slowly munching on the food in it, when I said slowly, I meant SLOWLY. One munch, two munch, three, four, five, six, he winced, seven, eight, it stopped, slowly he swallowed and I saw the peristalsis movement of the bolus at his throat. Relieved, he lifted his head and his one eye opened, eyeing his bread. One sigh and another bite. There he threw his head again and munched, again slowly. I guess by the time he actually finishes his breakfast, I would actually get married and have children- wait, what!?! Marry? Okay…IF I get married maybe, just maybe I would marry this kid who is taking one fifth of forever just to finish his breakfast. Ouch- he winced again. One painful swallow and he threw the remaining of his bread onto the plate next to his bed. What? He barely even ate half of the bread. Okay, you know what? My friend is actually having problem eating breakfast and I am literally laying in bed and inwardly laughing at him while making fun of my own future. You know what? I AM a pure blood Slytherin. That’s for sure because I just had a confirmatory test on it. He turned his head towards me and lucky for me, I had my face nearly swallowed by my cover so my eyes were barely seen for him. But still, I closed my eyes, and then opened them back when I heard him speak. “Sorry Kai. It hurts to see you like this. I’m so sorry…” he whispered, voice shaky and sniffed. He didn’t know that I was awake. He actually feels guilty for my condition although he did not do it on purpose, I know. And did I just saw him sniffing? Wait! Crying…?? No….not this…. As I was about to throw back the covers and say that I heard him, someone slowly pulled the covers away from my head and a lady figure slid into view. I pretended to be trying to wake up from sleep just before she could see me looking at Arthur. I bet she is the matron. “How did you end up in here?” she asked as soon as I opened my eyes. “I-urm” “She was sleepwalking last night and she fell asleep there. I saw it.” I turned around to see Arthur looking at me with knitted eyebrows. Hey! How dare he say that I was sleepwalking? I am not a somnambulist! He doesn’t expect the matron to actually buy that, did he? “Really? Then why were you awake Mr.Bowen?” she asked him. See, I told you he sounded suspicious! “I happened to be awake because…I wasn’t sleepy. My eye hurt and she was making a lot of noises that kept me awake in case she comes with a knife to stab me in the middle of the night.” He chortled at the end of his own lame joke. He was trying to enlighten the situation but sorry Arthur, it’s not working. The matron who I read the name tag as Pansy Parkinson, gave me and Arthur a suspicious squint before speaking. “Let’s give you a thorough check up.” She said and placed a thermometer into my mouth. I don’t think a thermometer is actually necessary.I mean, my temperature is not rising, I’m just hurt and I will be fine in a few days. As I was straining to look down at the thermometer, Miss Pansy saw my arm that I unfortunately couldn’t hide. “What in the name of God have you done to yourself?!” she cupped her hand around her mouth. “Stupid little troublemaker, you are, aren’t you?” I looked at Arthur said in worry as Miss Pansy took my arm in her hand, trying to examine it. “She did that while she was sleepwalking too.” Arthur quickly said and looked at me as he gave me a questioning nod. I gritted my teeth and gave him a small smile that didn’t last for more than 2 seconds. I pretended to not look at Arthur when tha matron stared at Arthur. “Really? Sleepwalking, and she create cuts while she sleepwalks? Do you want to be healer when you grow up?” Miss Pansu asked him with a disgusted face. “Er…no…” he answered not looking at her, instead eyeing his bandaged hand. “Better not or else, you’ll manipulate other’s reports for sure..” before she could continue, in came a tall figure whom I recognised at once. “Ehem!” Miss Pansy turned to look and I saw her cheeks flush. “Draco- I mean Malfoy, you shouldn’t be here now.” she strictly told him. He said nothing in reply but gave me a glance and Arthur a glare. “I have classes after this.” He cleared his throat, not looking at Miss Pansy. She shrugged. “What does that have to do with me or the rules? Visiting hour for Slytherin house is right after ten. Can’t you not wait till then?” Miss Pansy crossed her arms across her chest. “I’ve got classes after this and I can’t waste any time. I need to speak to her now.” He brushed his shoulder. “Bu-“ she was cut off by one sharp glare that Professor Malfoy shot towards her. She went stern. “Fine. Five minutes and not more.” She said and left the place. Professor Malfoy seemed satisfied as usual as he wasted no time and came towards me. I thought he might give me some support saying that he got it under control instead he threw me into a bonfire. “Ms.Rosvey, you are trapped in a trouble now. The authorities want to proceed with a trial on the previous incident soon and I expect you to explain yourself in the most mannered way as how a Slytherin should. One wrong admission and you’re on your way home on the next train. I’m trying to reduce the charges they’re going to press on you. I will try my best to get this settled the easy way but if I can’t, make sure you don’t get yourself expelled young lady.” He whispered to me trying to not let Arthur listen and left the wing as soon as he finished speaking, leaving me in a state of shock. I will be expelled if I am found guilty? Wait! Where is the knife? I need to cut my nerve the first now! Somebody kill me before I get expelled! I need to die! “Don’t worry, it’s gonna be alright!” I turned to my side and Arthur was looking at me with a small comforting smile. “You heard him?” I asked feeling worse. “Yea I did. Sorry for eavesdropping but it sounded like trouble so, I wanted to know too.” He shrugged at me and I pulled my hand down my face. “Relax, it’s just a trial that might not even take place if Draco is smart enough to change the authorities’ decision.” He assured me and I nodded. He was right, it’s not sure whether it will even be happening or not. I have to calm myself down and relax on this. But it is still a trial and I am not satisfied with what is going to happen. Fear is engulfing me inside and I feel like hiding under the bed as if it will save me from this death punishment. Out of the blue, my tummy grumbled and it was literally loud. I realised Arthur was looking at me still worried and I guess he heard the noise too. Gosh, that is embarrassing! “You still thinking about it?” he slowly asked, not wanting to disturb me because I was now having my head buried in one of my hand. “Not really…” I groaned and it came out muffled. “Pansy’s here.” I heard him say and I looked up to see Miss Pansy carrying a tray of milk, bread, cereals, a glass of water and a small bottle in which I think my medicines are sealed. It’s been months since I had breakfast in bed. I positioned myself properly on the bed as Miss Pansy placed the tray on my nightstand and walked around the bed with her wand in her hand, probably to heal my arm. “He’s finally gone. Listen here sweetheart, you better get out of this place as fast as possible and never get involved in anything that might bring you back here. Inform your Slytherin pals to never dare come to the Hospital wing. Never allow an incident of where that Professor might step his foot in this peaceful place. Take that as an advice and your life will be better.” She told me as she made the wounds clear up with a few swish and flicks of her wand. In no time, the cuts were not visible on the skin although it left reddish traces that no longer hurt. “Thank you.” I muttered under my breath and she left, reminding me to take my medicines after my food. I slowly reached for the tray that Miss Pansy placed on my lap and took the bread on it. I chewed on it as I eyed the bottle of medicine in my other hand. These medicines look weird in shape and colour. They look chocolate chips but are green. I’ve gotta say one thing though. These medicines are lucky to have a great consumer like me who loves green and medicines. “Hungry?” Arthur asked and that was when I remembered that he hadn’t ate properly yet. I winced at the thought. He must be starving too. “Urm…kinda…you didn’t eat your breakfast properly too. Aren’t you hungry?” I asked him, swallowing the remaining food in my mouth. “Nope. I ate my bread already, while she was fixing your cuts and when Professor Malfoy was here, if you hadn’t notice.” He said. I nodded. After eating my food, I eyed the milk and pushed it away. I’m in no mood to have lactose consumed. “Don’t like milk?” Arthur asked politely. He had been watching me eating and he didn’t act like we fought two days ago. “Not really in the mood for it.” I was replied with silence. I was startled with a glass hovering in mid air in front of my face. I shrieked as drops of orange liquid spill from the edge of the glass onto my lap. “Sorry.” Arthur laughed and I looked at him. He was holding his wand in one end, with the tip of the wand pointing at the glass. When I raised my eyebrows questioningly, he spoke. “Orange juice makes me feel better if it’s not milk.” He said and too quickly I shook my head. He frowned and I tried to change my words. “I mean. It’s yours. You should have it, not me.” I sputtered and he smiled. “S’okay. I’m full and you need it.” He spoke, giving his wand a little swish so that the glass comes nearer. I moved back and gave the juice a disgusted stare. I hate oranges whether it’s the colour or fruit. Don’t ask me the reason because you might not get the answer for that. All I know is that, I hate orange and it’s congenital. Let’s just say that I have chrysophobia. Yea, it’s a phobia. And no, Arthur is never getting me to drink that, because it’s been like my whole life without oranges. I eat everything but orange flavours and anything at all related to oranges. But I can’t tell him the fact. Am I not enough odd for him? I sighed. “No, Arthur, I don’t want it…” I groaned. “Kaira darling, I insist you…it’s for your own good…” he said in a seductive voice. Whaa--? What is wrong with him? “That is not going to work Arthur…” I smirked and he pouted as he gave me that pussycat pleading eyes. Although he has one eye patched, he is doing well. Gosh, he is testing my hormones! “Alright fine! I’ll drink-“ before I knew it, I had snatched the glass from mid air and was gulping down the tangy sour liquid down my throat. It doesn’t taste as awful as I thought it would but I still hated it. My interpretation towards orange hadn’t change and wouldn’t change, not even a single much. After I think I’m done, I threw the glass away and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. The drink was stinging my throat and the sourly taste was still lumping at the back of my mouth. Blek! I hate orange. “Feeling better now?” he asked innocently. If I wasn’t admitted in the hospital wing right now, I would have pulled his other eyeball out. I glared at him. “What? Don’t look at me like that…” he blinked again innocently. I looked away and in a split second, my anger dissipated away as I heard him humming. It wasn’t any other song but the song that I always loved, You and I from One Direction. I turned to look at him with soft eyes and he smiled. “You okay?” Oh for God’s sake! Stop asking me that question… “Yea…just a little sleepy now.” I replied with a wide yawn at which he laughed at. I joined him at it. Honestly, the drink makes me wanna fall asleep. My system’s slowly shutting down maybe due to the unfamiliar citrus running inside of me. “I wanna sleep…” I said and yawned again. I lied on my side, staring at Arthur as he used his wand to pull up my blanket to my ear for me. “I haven’t read in days…” I suddenly told him and he smiled again. “You want me to read something for you darling?” he asked in a seductive voice again. I rolled my eyes. “What do you have?” I asked. He quickly pulled his nightstand drawer and took out a book that made my heart melt. It was my favourite book that I used to read it everyday and I didn’t thought that he would have it too. It was Unforgettable Bonds. I love that story. “Could you read it for me?” I requested him instead of asking how he knew this story. All that doesn’t matter now because all I need is a story for bedtime. “Anything for you darling. I’ll read my favourite chapter for you.” He started reading the part where Akashi and Kizuna got married and I was happy for them once again as always. As he kept reading, I was falling into a dream of him and me substituting Akashi and Kizuna in Unforgettable Bonds. Only then, I realised in my dream that this boy is hard to let go of.

A/N: So, this is one other chapter. Sorry, its not long enough and the grammar might suck as well. The story Unforgettable Bonds is real in Wattpad and it’s awesome. You should check it out coz it’s my friend’s. And I might take some time before doing another update, sorry. But I promise that the next one is gonna be awesome. Take care and I love all my readers. Also check out my new completed short story. The title: My Night Market’s Night Vision. The title doesn’t at all reflect anything of the story, believe me. Vote Comment I’ll love you. ~HARRYSTYLESPOTTER~