Obliviate My Heart {Book 2}

6. The Darkness Beckons

We were soon caught up in the crowds now flooding out of the stadium and back to their campsites. Raucous singing was borne toward them on the night air as they retraced their steps along the lantern-lit path, and leprechauns kept shooting over their heads, cackling and waving their lanterns.

Cole was still high on meeting Viktor Krum, he was currently doing some strange dance in front of some Bulgarian supporters.

"Should we drag him back to the tent with us?" Draco asked warily, watching the scene with an awkward expression, seeing Cole suggestively dancing around a girl in a Bulgarian hat.

"Oh wait," I said, seeing Gennie run up to Cole, and pull on his sleeve.

"Gennay!" Cole yelled, seeming rather tipsy, throwing an arm around her. "Have you met my friend, Henny?"

"It's Henrietta," The bulgarian girl grinned.

Gennie glared at the girl, and pulled at Cole again. "Cole your pissed, don't be stupid! Come on!"

Reluctantly, she managed to drag Cole away from the Henrietta girl, but Cole still seemed rather strange.

"See you guys tomorrow," Gennie sighed, pulling at Cole's jacket like a parent would at their child.

"Bye," Draco and I said in sync. I felt relieved that Cole was going back to the tent, he could sober up for tomorrow then.

"Come on!" Narcissa called from not too far away. "We need to get back to the tent,

"He's alright," Draco said, holding onto my hand, as I looked towards Cole and Gennie. I shivered unconiously. "Come on, we can have some hot chocolate back at the tent."

As we went further into the darker labyrinth of the tents, the songs become louder, and the four of us had to keep closley knitted together. The four of us seperated off into our seperate tents. I zipped the front up, as Draco pottered around in the small kitchen.

For a moment, I could almost imagine us in a different place, a different time. Draco and I, older, sharing a flat. And not just as friends.... As something more.

"Rory? Rory? Aurora?" Draco was clicking his fingers in front of my face.

I looked up expectantly. "Huh?"

"You were off in your own world then, you okay?"

I smiled, taking the mug that was out-stretched in his hands. "Thank you. I am fine though."

Starting to sip it, Draco made an exasperated sigh. "That was my cup."

I grinned. "Never mind, it's mine now."

"I'll forgive you this one time Oswin."

The two of us decided to stay up instead of sleeping, and it was too dark to navigate our way to Blaise's tent. We were in our pyjamas though, and the fire by the smart chairs was roaring nicely.

The tent started to un-zip. I grabbed my wand, and Draco stood up. "It's only me." It was Narcissa, looking rather pale.

"Mum, what's the matter?" Draco asked.

"Remember what we talked about yesterday, Draco? It's almost time." His mother said in a sharp tone. I watched Draco pale dramatically ."Both of you, go to the forest until I come and find you both."

She ducked back out of the tent. I looked to Draco, as he pulled a jacket and a pair of shoes over his pyjamas. He grabbed his wand from his over-night bag, and looked over to me.

"Get your stuff, we need to go."

I shoved my things into my bag, and put my thicket hoodie and my hard-wearing boots over my pyjamas. "What is going on, Draco?"