บท 20: Chapter 20:
The party had been going well for the Greengrass family, sure they had to wake up earlier than usual but they'd been warned at least. Rodrick had been quite glad to find out that both Blaise and Tracey had been invited. He had gotten them both gifts. He wasn't worried about what Tracey might think of her gift, but he was well aware that Blaise would probably hex him there and then if he'd figured it out. Tracey had gone off to talk to Daphne and Astoria, leaving the two boys alone.
"So, what's it like staying with her family?"
Rodrick stared at the boy before asking who, feigning ignorance.
Blaise stared back at him confused before he realized the boy was joking.
"Professor McGonagall," Blaise quipped
Rodrick simply stared at him, amused.
"Really? that was the best you could come up with?"
"Answer the question," Blaise rolled his eyes.
"It's been an experience... I'll say that much, they're certainly an excitable lot,"
Their conversation slowly changed over to Rodrick's vault.
"Really? You found it cursed?" Blaise asked, his eyes were wide after hearing the description of the vault.
"Yea, you wouldn't believe it, even the goblin looked terrified of entering it!"
Blaise had a thoughtful look on his face, Rodrick was a little unnerved to see the serious side of his friend, he quickly asked whether Daphne knew to which he shook his head.
"I didn't want her thinking badly of my family."
Blaise raised an eyebrow at this.
"You don't care about how I see it," he stated in mock hurt.
Rodrick snorted at the words.
"Well, will you tell me what's your family name?"
He stared at him before he shook his head, Blaise frowned slightly but shrugged it off. He'd already told him quite a lot about the vault, besides it was more fun trying to figure it out.
The two students eyes quickly darted to the nearby Slytherin, Draco Malfoy.
"Too bad his dad didn't show up," Spoke Blaise.
Rodrick agreed, he'd been hoping to try and talk to the Malfoy head. It was Mrs. Malfoy and Draco that showed up.
"Think it has anything to do with your vault?" asked Blaise.
Rodrick turned his head towards his friend, a bemused look on his face.
"Malfoy, think he wanted something from your vault?"
Rodrick shook his head and explained that if it that were the case, Lucius would've attempted to access his vault when he'd been with him at Gringotts, there was no better time.
Their conversation, however, cut short when Roxanne Greengrass had opened up the ballroom for dancing, Rodrick and Blaise stared around the hall and saw people making their way over to the center. Rodrick was scanning around the room trying to find a dance partner much to Blaise's amusement. When his eyes landed on one, he hadn't known, Rodrick made his way over and spoke to her.
Blaise stared with amusement at his friend attempting to get a girl to dance with him; he had been a little surprised at his choice, she wasn't good looking. He was quite sure both their friends would be better options. However, it was then that he noticed the girl move away from Rodrick, Rejected? Blaise thought almost about to laugh before a sinking feeling went to his stomach, the girl was approaching him.
Rodrick couldn't help the laughter. His moment of elation however disappeared when he was pulled from behind, he turned, and his eyes landed on green eyes set on a girl wearing a black dress.
"Hello, Daph," Rodrick spoke amused.
Daphne had raised an eyebrow before she saw a small smirk appear on his face.
"Shut up and grab my waist," she'd spent most of the morning with Tracey running away from some boy who wouldn't leave them alone, kept on spouting nonsense about his important mother or something. As soon as the dance started she tailed out of it and found her line of defense. It seemed Tracey was dancing with someone from their school, a Diggory.
Rodrick took the hint and grabbed Daphne before starting their dance, Rodrick couldn't help but notice some pudgy boy scowling at him before he realized what had happened.
"I don't like been used for this sort of thing, Daph," he said, a small frown on his face. To her credit, Daphne looked slightly upset.
"Sorry, but you know I would've danced with you either way," she spoke.
Rodric raised an eyebrow at the words.
"I don't know, no."
Daphne rolled her eyes.
Tradition said that they would have to change partners now and then, he'd seen Blaise happily trade away his at the first moments notice, everyone was currently on their 3rd partner. Blaise had managed to dance with Tracey and Pansy from their year, Tracey had managed one with Malfoy to his surprise. He'd still not changed his own. Daphne seemed completely at peace with the way she was moving; a small smile lit up her face. On their fourth Dance, Rodrick noted a bemused look on Roxanne's face and an annoyed one on Cyrus's, They both mouthed the words 'change' to them. Both Daphne and Rodrick saw it and decided to listen; they changed on the 6th dance. It seemed the pudgy boy had given up on the girls and started on food. Daphne found a partner in Neville Longbottom to everyone's amusement.
Rodrick was still looking for a partner; he saw Blaise talking to the girl he'd trapped him with earlier before he realised he was in trouble. Panicking, Rodrick grabbed the first girl he saw and asked her for a dance. She accepted, he turned to find a dismayed look on Blaise's face.
"Thanks, I am Rodrick by the way," he spoke to the blonde in front of him.
She seemed to stare at him slightly wide-eyed. A moment later and she answered.
"No problem, Luna Lovegood."
Rodrick felt slightly put off; it wasn't the fact that girl was wearing a bright yellow dress that could blind a bird, it was the way the girl stared at his face. He felt his stomach churn when she smiled and spoke. Yet something in her eyes seemed almost haunted. There was a tone of sadness in her voice.
"You might look better you know?" she spoke.
Rodrick raised an eyebrow at this.
"I mean when you're not trying to hide your real face."
Time seemed to slow for Rodrick. How!? How did she know?
Before he could ask, the girl stated his head was full of Wackspurt's, and it randomly lit up like a Lumos to her.
Rodrick didn't say anything he just stared at the girl in front of him; he went along with it, there really wasn't much to say at this point besides.
"Don't tell anyone."
"They wouldn't believe me."
"Don't try to test that."
"I can only promise for around nine months."
Rodrick raised an eyebrow at this before he asked why.
"I will be starting school then so I'll probably be too occupied with you to remember."
Rodrick narrowed his eyes slightly at this before he asked a question he'd regret.
"What would you be occupied with exactly."
"Trying to figure out why I keep seeing images of a large dark shadow every time I look into your eyes," she said cheerfully
Time stopped for Rodrick. He could only stare ahead of him at the two silvery eyes staring back at him. Rodrick's mind went through a whirl before he remembered the dream he'd had before, his mind seemed to collapse onto itself. He was no longer hearing the music or anything the girl in front of him was saying; his body was moving on autopilot.
Soon enough his mind was back into the place he'd seen, only this time he realized something else. The Manor he'd seen in his dream was the Greengrass's home. There was something else there this time. In front of it stood a young man, who stared back at him defiantly. Rodrick shuddered when he saw the man's eye's; they were cold, they promised vengeance on something or another, he heard screams, unnatural screams fill the silence. He saw, laid out in front of the man, dozens upon dozens of people crumpled on the floor, some in pain, some silent, some had looked like they'd Melted into the floor. The young man was staring at him now; he pointed behind him.
Rodrick turned around and saw the same young man, only he had a different look in his eyes, they were neither cold nor warm, they looked emotionless to everyone else, but he knew it, it wasn't a lack of emotion but merely hidden. Rodrick looked at the castle behind the man; it was Hogwarts. In front of the man were the same bodies as earlier but instead of being crumpled on the floor, they were standing straight, staring at the man with a look of reverence? Respect? Rodrick wasn't sure. Two things he was certain of, both men had distinct yellow eyes.
It wasn't long before Rodrick was taken out of the place and back into consciousness, once again the memories were gone, he was still dancing with the blonde. She looked like she hadn't even noticed he wasn't paying attention. She was speaking about something he didn't understand; it wasn't long before the partners were about to change. She stared up at him and smiled and thanked him for the three dances. Rodrick nodded his head and moved away. It had taken a few moments before he took in her words correctly and silently cursed he turned and found Daphne, she was sitting down, pretending to be tired. He saw the look in her eyes though when she met his, she was annoyed with him, apparently
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