The Diary

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Chapter 11*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

~Lupin Manor~

After Harry had recounted the tale of him proposing to Kali, Remus burst into a fit of laughter much to Harry's embarrassment and happiness.

"I remember that. You were a wreak the day before and after you proposed, Kali wouldn't stop shouting that she was going to marry Harry Potter and that she was going to become Kali Potter," Remus laughed, "I think in the end Sirius finally used a silence charm on her in hopes of stopping her."

"And then she started she started showing everyone the ring and bouncing up and down," Harry said as he joined Remus in a fit of laughter.

"I've missed this Harry," he said solemnly, "I've missed talking about Kali. She wouldn't have wanted you to mourn her like this."

"I know, it's just," Harry started, "It's just so hard. I miss everything about her. I miss kissing her. I miss holding her. I miss laughing with her. I even miss fighting with her."

"You mean losing to her," Remus interjected with a smile.

"Yes," Harry said, "I miss her so much."

"We all do Harry," the older man explained, "but that doesn't mean we try not to think of her or that we still mourn her. We should remember her and keep her memory alive, for the sake of Thomas."

"Yes, for Thomas," Harry sighed as he took a drink of tea, "What kind of father am I? I kept my son's mother from him!"

"You did what you thought would be for the best, Harry. That's all that we really can do," Remus soothed, "Maybe now you can rectify past mistakes."

"Maybe," Harry whispered, "maybe."

"So whatever happened to the last girl you dated?" Remus asked trying to change the subject, "What was her name? Candy? Kitty? Cassie! That's it!"

~The Diary~

"You are a pureblood are you not?" Lucius Malfoy drawled, as he studied the girl with his eyes.

"Yes, yes I am. The purity of the Summers goes back generations and the Kensingtons go back centuries and have a long distinguished history," Kali stated, "as you very well know."

"You are quite right. It is good to see fine young purebloods like you, Lillian," he drawled as he got up and moved closer to her chair.

"Thank you sir, but shouldn't you look beyond a person's heritage and lineage and see them for who they really are?" Kali questioned.

"That is preposterous! A person is only as good as the purity of their blood. That is the way it will always be. It is the right way," Lucius answered as he stepped behind her as he placed his hands on her shoulders. She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. Suddenly he lowered his head to her ear and whispered. "I can help you, all you have to do is give me what I want." She lowered his lips and kissed the bare skin of her shoulder.

"Sir, I believe you are overstepping your boundaries," she said forcibly as she stood up and quickly put distance between her and Lord Malfoy, "I shall take my leave now. Good evening sir." She made her way toward the door, but Lucius was quicker and blocked her path.

"Are sure? I could do so much for you?" he said slyly as he moved to touch her face, "I can give you money and enough power for you to get anything you want. What do you say?"

"Never!" Kali shouted as she smacked his hand away from her face and slapped him, "I will never be with scum like you, because you make me sick and I have more respect for myself than that!" She made another move toward the door but he stood his ground.

"See here girl," he growled as he grabbed her arms and held her firmly in place, "You should respect to your elders. Maybe you need to be taught a lesson." He raised his hand to smack her. Giving up on all hope that she would escape him, Kali closed her eyes tight in anticipation of the pain the slap would inflict. Her right cheek burned with pain after he smacked her, but through the pain she looked up at him with a mix of fear and rage flickering in her eyes. She turned her eyes and stared at his hand as he raised it to hit her again. She closed her eyes once again and braced herself.

*Don't stand there! Fight back!* a voice suddenly sounded. Kali's eyes snapped open as Lucius's hand began to come down to hit her. *Kick him and run! Do something!* it said. Acting on the voice's command she lifted her foot and kicked the man in the shin and made a dash to the door and slammed it behind her. She ran to the nearest bathroom and locked herself in.

"Thank God no one saw me run into here," she said as she panted as she removed the mask, "That was bad. How can anyone be so... evil? If that voice didn't..." *Wait, where did that voice come from? There was no one in the room and Lord Malfoy didn't seem to notice it,* she thought as she tried piecing together the mystery of the voice, *What was it?* She splashed water on her face and then wiped it dry with a towel that hung on a wall behind her. When she had finally calmed down, and Lucius's hand print had disappeared, she replaced her mask and left to rejoin the ball. She never once looked into the mirror. If she did then she would have noticed that her eyes were flecked with red.

~End Flashback~

I tried to act normal. I tried to act like nothing had happened, but Draco knew something was wrong. Of course I never told him and to this day he still doesn't know. All he knows is that after that day I started to act different.

I left Malfoy Manor the next morning and returned to Hogwarts with Draco. We rode the express in near silence. His mind was most likely occupied with concerns about my seemingly odd behavior while my mind was plagued with memories from my encounter with Lucius Malfoy and the identity of my mysterious savior, the voice. It would be months before I heard the voice again and it would be even longer when I found out its identity.

~End Diary~

Thomas put down the book, took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. He sat in the surrounded in the silence of the library thinking. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he never heard the form coming up behind him.

"Hello Thomas," Rhiannon said meekly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

"Hello Rhiannon," he replied as he slipped on his glasses and turned toward her, "Are you here to dump more pumpkin juice on my head?"

"Yes about that," she said, "I'm sorry Thomas. I was upset and I lost my temper. Can you forgive me?"

"Wow, I thought this would never happen. A Malfoy apologizing... to a Potter no less," he said with a smile.

"Oh shut up and stop being a prat and accept already," Rhiannon said with a smile.

"Apology accepted," Thomas said, "Forgive me?"

"For what?" Rhiannon asked.

"For being a complete git and ignoring you when Miranda came to talk to me," he stated.

"Of course I will forgive you," Rhiannon said as she took a seat next to him, "but you forgot about the drooling."

"The what?" asked Thomas.

"The drooling," she explained, "Honestly, you were drooling over everything she said and did. If anything, that is what ticked me off the most."

"Is there anything I can do?" Thomas asked as he looked at Rhiannon pleadingly.

"Just close your eyes," Rhiannon answered.

"Close my eyes?" Thomas asked, "What good will that..."

"Just do it for me," she told him.

"Oh alright," he surrendered as he closed his eyes and sighed, "Now what?" Rhiannon sat there and nibbled on her bottom lip as she watched him breathe and wait in anticipation of something.

*Well, it's now or never,* she thought as she leaned in closer to him. She sucked in her breath as she inched closer to him. She closed her eyes as she gently brushed her lips against his for only a moment then made a haste exit out of the library with a small smile on her face. Thomas snapped his eyes open out shock, but it was too late. The kiss was over and Rhiannon was already gone. He sat there in daze not knowing what to do.

*Rhiannon Malfoy kissed me! Wait... why did she kiss me? Does this mean she likes me? Or is it some type of trick? Great now I am confused,* he thought then added bitterly, *Why do girls have to be so confusing.* He stuffed the rest of his belongings into his bag and left the library as a small smirk played of his face, *She kissed me.*

~Professor Covington's Office~

"Done!" Kay shouted with joy as she threw her quill down onto the desk. "Finally finished every single lesson for the week," she smiled as she tucked a stray strand of silver hair behind her ear. She carefully looked over every sheet of parchment before stacking them atop each other and gently placing them in one of her desk drawers. She sat back in her plush chair and stretched as she took a deep relaxing breath. She gazed at her clock which hung in a wall to her left *Four o'clock. I better start getting ready,* She thought as she gracefully got up and left her office to return to her living quarters.

~Professor Covington's Living Quarters~

Her room lies behind a portrait of a long forgotten sorceress. The entrance led to a small living room which contained a fireplace, a couple of comfy chairs, a coffee table and several bookcases. To the right there was a plain wood door which leads to her modest bedroom. Sunlight streamed in through the open window and a cool autumn breeze blew the blue drapes. Her bed was set against a wall and was perfectly made up in hues of blue and silver. Even her vanity showed signs of meticulous perfection. Everything had a specific place and everything was in order. In her quarters, nothing was out of place. Everything was, in a word, perfect.

Kay entered the room from an archway which appeared to be a bathroom. She was now dressed in casual green robes with silver trim. She walked to the center of the room and looked around.

"Something is missing," she said as she racked her mind for what could possibly be missing, "Ah yes, now I know!" She reached over to the night stand and grabbed her wand. With a flick of her wrist and some mumbled words, music began to play from the Wizard's wireless on the other nightstand. "Wizarding oldies," she said with a smile, "Got to love them."

"And that was Bewitched by the Weird Sisters which hit its peek in the summer of 1996. The time is now 5:50pm. Now we are going to play a song that I am sure everyone will remember," said the announcer as the melody of a new song began to play. When the melody reached Covington's ears, she paused. She knew the melody sounded familiar, but where had she heard it from?

(AN2~ Um yeah I did write a song here but it sucks so now I have to write a new one, so till then just imagine what it sounds like)

Now she knew what it was. It was a song that reminded her of a past she was trying to forget. She quickly took a seat on her bed as the song continued to play.

"And that was Alex Shire and Celestina Warbeck singing their hit duet, Always and Forever. Which first gained fame in the halls of Hogwarts as the song Ha..." the announcer said when Kay reached out and turned it off. She sat there in a daze. Memories flooded her inner eye, memories that had long ago been locked away. She opened her the drawer to her nightstand and retrieved an old newspaper. She unfolded the paper and looked at the main article of the society page. The was a rather large wizarding photograph of a handsome middle aged man with unruly jet black hair and dazzling emerald eyes who had his arm around the waist of a beautiful red headed women with hazel eyes. Above it was the caption "The-Boy-Who-Live and the Woman He Loves."

"No not now," she said as she shook the thoughts out of her head, "That's over and now I have Oliver." She walked over to her vanity mirror and began to brush her hair and make it presentable. After giving herself a once over, she walked into the living room and sat down on a couch and waited. She did not have to wait for long because a few minutes after she had sat down, there was a knock at the door. She walked to the door and stared at it for a moment as another knock sounded.

"Ok, I can do this," she said as she took a deep breath, smiled and opened the door to reveal a beaming Oliver Wood., "Allo Oliver."

"Hello Kay... these are for you," he spouted nervously as he trusted a bouquet of flowers at her.

"Thank you. They are beautiful," she said as she gently stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.

"Well I ...I thought you'd like them so I got them for you," he said as a blush crept onto his cheeks.

"Well I like them very much," she said as she placed them in a vase, "So are you ready to go?"

"Definitely," he answered as he offered his arm to her. She accepted and they walked arm in arm to a carriage that would take them to Hogsmeade.