Forever Feels Like Home, Sitting All Alone [open]

[HARRY JAMES POTTER]

Harry Potter was furious. He hated all this elemental stuff. Already he could see his old friends changing. Though he might have stimulated this reaction, Harry didn't care. He just kept on blaming them. It hurt him to see Luna, Neville, and Ginny hurt, but he had to get the fact that they were no longer his friends through his thick skull. They may support him, fight for him and anything else, but they were no linger the people he loved. Or that's how he perceived it. He could see just what he expected to see, but he wouldn't think that, otherwise he would have to admit he was wrong. That would never happen. Malfoy and the others were not the best people and the three 'friends' of his were siding with them, or he perceived it that way. Moving to the Slytherin common room made him distrust them even more. Harry hated this, and moving to the Slytherins made him pissed even more. He couldn't ever trust those three ever again. Even if somehow they saved him. They couldn't be trusted anymore than Draco or Voldemort.

Harry was walking around, skulking really. He finally looke out the window and sighed. Such a beautiful day to be skulking as he was. Slughorn's parties were very hard to avoid... Plus the stuff with elementals was a bigger issue. He was walking randomly around the school, and stopped in the collapsed secret passage Fred and George told him about; plus the map shows him it.

Harry pulled out the Maurader's Map and began scanning for three dots, Luna, Neville and Ginny. Soon his feet were hurting and Harry sat against a wall nearby, in fact the wall created by the collaspement of the tunnel. He continued to search but no dice. He couldn't did them yet. Maybe they were at Hogsmeade, or the Slytherin Common Room... He didn't know so he kept searching. And he still hopes he see a dot marked Sirius Black, but he knew it was a futile effort. He'd never see that name on this map ever again.

Ever since Sirius died he had been more and more paranoid. He had lost the one he thought of like a father and then the prophecy added on top of that. It's a wonder he was still a little sane. Sometimes the pressure and hurt changes a person, and it was surely changing him. He had betrayed three friends, and he probably lost a few of their friends as well. He didn't know what to do anymore. Perhaps he should just give up and let Voldemort kill him. It would end the pain quicker anyways.

[CASSIOPEIA DANIKA EVANIER]

Cassie was walking through the paths and hallways, she was yet gain alone, not by choice but all of her so called friends had either detention or some catch up lessons, she didn’t blame them for not being as, well, she didn’t want to say clever as not to sound like she was gloating. She hated being the only one in her group that was capable of passing her subjects and she had taken extra subjects because of her boredom, but even wither busy schedule she always had frees, it wasn’t as bad when she was her group at least she wasn’t alone. She never was used to being on her own, she had grown up with two siblings, her parents always had guests over and he usually was never without friends, until her third year that was, when her friends started slipping behind with lessons and not even bothering to show up or complete homework, mostly she ended doing their homework for them just so they wouldn’t have another detention, sometimes she wondered why the were still here, probably because of their families, they may have been dumb but they were rich.

She was walking through the corridor when she saw a shadow; it normally wouldn’t have bothered her but there usually wasn’t anyone around this part of the school, she probably should have carried on walking but her curiosity got the better of her so she slowly rounded the corner, which funnily enough had never noticed before, she had always thought the school was confusing with its staircases and secret passages (that one day she hoped that she would find) she peered around to see someone with a piece of parchment, she only saw the side of his face but he looked sad, she didn’t know whether to silently leave or to see if she could help or comfort him in anyway.

She stepped out and slowly walked towards him not wanting to give him a fright, as she got closer and she was sure he could see her now she stopped, she was only a foot or two away from him when she recognized him, it was Harry Potter, now she really didn’t know what to do, he probably wouldn’t accept her going over there to comfort him, but would it be rude to turn around after him seeing her, she didn’t want him to think that she had fled way from him, so he just stood there unable to do anything, it wasn’t that she didn’t like him, but she didn’t exactly know what he would think, she was a Slytherin not unlike the ones who thought it a good sport to bait him and mock his friends, she never participated with it herself but the crowd that she had hung around with were very keen see this foul derision through until they left, so she stood there secretly sort of wanting to help him because he looked in pain, not physical but something darker deep down, but still she didn’t move, she waited for him, to see his reaction to her being there on front of him and what it looked like, finding him buried in his thoughts.