One of Those Days: Part Two

Chapter Eight

~*~Angel~*~

Last time:

          "Heh…yeah, what a coincidence," I smiled back.

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Warren's POV:

          Ya know, I always thought that watching paint dry or grass grow would probably be the most boring thing I could ever force myself to do.  But I've been proven wrong.  Having to do all of one's summer assignments in one full swoop with no breaks because a certain strict House Master is standing over you the whole time, beats my previous thoughts by a landslide. 

          McGonagall, old bat that she was, wasn't about to let me, Orli, James, or Dominic leave until we had finished our homework to a quality that she approved of.  Which was basically meant if it wasn't a hundred percent quality, we had to redo it.  She even went so far as to put Anti-Cheating spells on out quills so we couldn't work together.

          So while we sat, bored and restless, Tory was out most likely reeking havoc on the school.  God I envy her.  Not to mention we still had a good four days until the start of school (which is Thursday, August 1st).

          I had just managed to finish my Arithmacy homework and was about to start a droolingly long assignment for Potions, when Nera, Tory's insane cat, jumped on my lap.  I didn't move in fear of her panicking and launching her claws into my precious genitals.  "Eheh…hello kitty…" I said, letting her sniff my hand. 

          Suddenly she leapt off my lap and ran to the door, stopped and looked back at me expectantly.  "What?" I asked.  Okay…that was dumb Warren…she's a cat.  But she kept staring at me and started pacing in circles.  Um…k, so the fur ball wanted me to follow?  Whatever, any excuse to get away from Potions.  I followed Nera out of the boys' dormitory and out past the common room.  I had to open the portrait for her, which she promptly ran throw. 

          "Mr. Weasley!  Have you finished all of your homework?" Why wasn't I at all surprised to see McGonagall standing outside the Fat Lady waiting?

          "Not yet Professor, but I think Tory forgot to feed her cat and now she won't leave me alone.  So I was just going to do that and then I'll come back," I lied, though, I suppose that could be true…

          McGonagall glared at me suspiciously.  I put a hand over my heart and raised two fingers, "Scouts honor," I said.  "I promise!"

          To my surprise she let me go with a sigh and a warning that if I wasn't back within a half an hour, she'd leave me to Filch.  Eww….

          So I followed the cat some more.  Where was this blasted thing taking me…?  She led me through multiple corridors, past Snape's room, to a dark corridor that I didn't even know existed.  Then she started scratching on the wall furiously.

          What?  Did she want to take a pee on it?  But she wouldn't stop.  "What Nera?  What do you want me to do?" I asked stupidly for the second time today.  She kept doing it and I was still just as clueless.  I was about to leave when I heard a scream.  Hmm…well that's interesting…since when do wall's scream? 

          As already shown obvious, I'm not much of a panicer unless I know that my friends are in danger, then I'm a wreck…hardly dependable.  I just kind of stood there, I mean, how am I supposed to get through? 

          I took out my wand, tapping on the brick that looked like it was about to fall out.  And to my surprise, the bricks surrounding it pulled away, forming a doorway to a room that was apparently pretty secret.  I walked it, it smelled kind of gross, like something was rotting and had been for quite some time.  It was also really dark, I could see light from the floor and a body lying on the ground, but there wasn't enough light for me to see.  With my wand in hand I said, "Lumos," and I now had plenty of light.

          I knelt down, and rolled whoever was on the ground over.  Holy shit… "Tory…?" I asked in disbelieve.

          Her body lay there, almost looking as if she was in peaceful sleep if not for the fact that she had the appearance of a girl who had just gotten manhandled.  My eyes roaming over her I caught sight of her twisted ankle and cringed, that didn't look like it was in the least bit comfortable.  I tapped her face lightly, trying to rouse her again, "Tory, love, wake up…" I said, quietly at first, but I said it again and raised my voice, realizing she probably couldn't hear me if I was whispering.

          She stirred, much to my relief, and came to, "What the bloody hell…?" she moaned, taking her head in her hand. 

          I smirked, "Why 'ello there love!" I said cheerfully, feeling much more confidant, now that she was up and about.  "        Just out of curiosity babe, what the hell are ya doing lying here on the floor?" I asked calmly.

          She raised herself to her feet and babied the injured one, she seemed rather unaffected by it, after all it's not the first time she's had an injury before.  Quidditch supplied her with a healthy dozen every week or so, nothing Ms. Smitterins, Madame Pomfrey's niece, couldn't fix.  "Actually I'm not to sure," she replied, rubbing her head again and taking my offered hand for assistance.  "Tawny was in here, she was the one who freed me from Zabini and that horrid bed he had me strapped to, but then I don't remember what happened after that…" she said vaguely.

          I thought for a moment…bed…?  "Why a bed love?" I asked, my voice full of concern.

          Tory shrugged, something she did lightly in the worst of times, "He was beating the crap out of me, then tried to fool around, but Tawny stopped him and untied me," she said carelessly, as if it was no big deal.

          My jaw dropped, "He tried to rape you!?" I asked incredulously.

          She nodded, looking around, searching for Zabini, but he was nowhere to be seen.  She walked out of the room, her limp quite obvious, not that she tried to hide it.  Outside the hidden doorway, Nera sat patiently, awaiting her master's return.  Tory smiled at her cat and held out her hands, encouraging her to jump up, which she immediately took.  She looked back to me, her brown eyes untainted by her previous treatment.  "Don't worry about it too much Warren, nothing happened to me, I'm fine," she reassured, still not seeming to care.  "Let's go and fine Tawny, I want to thank her," she said, not looking back at me to see if I was following or not.

          With that, I went after her, still not fully comprehending the fact that she could have been raped within the very walls of Hogwarts and I wouldn't have known about it until it was too late.  How could she not possibly care!?  Was she in shock?  Maybe she didn't even realize it yet and that's why she was acting so peculiar.  Or maybe she's just always like this…

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          Hey everyone! I was bored so I wrote up the eighth chapter! There's no real reason for me not finishing this fic up! Sorry, I know a few people are disappointed with me never updating, but you'd be surprised the amount of emails I received from people telling me that I've ruined the HP books for them and their friends.  Heh, it was kinda funny…any way, there's a fic I'm working on right now, that actually does involve HP characters, but it's a crossover with the best musical of all times, that being Newsies! If you haven't yet to see it, um, you should!  Seriously, it rocks my socks!  Any way, sorry again to the two or three persons I upset with not finishing this, I should tell you that I don't plan on it.  Maybe when I finish the couple of fics I'm working on right now!  I just happened to have this chapter unfinished, so I decided to put it up!  Hope you all like!  I'll try and work on the next upcoming chapters when I'm not working on other stuff! Sorry again to those who've I've disappointed, but I think I'm pleasing more people by not continuing and, lol, ruining their views of the HP world! Thanks for all who review!! I love ya!!

~*~AnGeL~*~