Chapter 63 – Training
"Conrad!"
I woke with a scream and could feel my pajamas drenched with sweat. Looking around, it was still night; I was still in my dorm room, panting heavily... I felt lucky that the curtains blocked all noises, or I would have woken up my roommates multiple times in the past month. Looking out of the window to my right, I could see the clear, starry sky and the moon shining, but it gave me no real comfort. I could swear that I heard him scream in my dreams... and I could only hope that it was my nerves and nothing else.
I no longer had the will to lie back and sleep, so I put on my slippers and quietly walked out to the common room, which was empty. The fire had long gone out, but with a flick of my wand, it was roaring again, and I sat down, watching it. Too many things had happened, and I was still trying to make sense of it. I couldn't tell if I was sad that my grandmother was gone... or not. She was never kind to me... I never felt... love towards her. So the news of her death was, although surprising, even shocking... Looking back, I didn't really feel bad about it. What I was angry about was that they took everything that should have belonged to me... to us, with Conrad. Now it was gone...
I just hope he won't be gone. I exchanged letters with his... well, now also my Father. He is seemingly holding up well, but he doesn't write much in his letters. I know he is just as worried as I am... but I also feel something is happening in the background. Call it my... female intuition. As to what that is? I don't know, but from what I saw, the Headmaster's hand must also be in it. I am not in a position to ask and to not bring trouble to my family; I won't. Yes... family. With the official announcement from HIS lips, I guess I am no longer only the fiancé of Conrad but his wife. Which is the only good news in all of this mess... Now I can do nothing but wait for my husband to return... No. That is wrong... I can do many things...!
I can't let myself be overwhelmed and allow my nerves to crumble! I have to prepare for everything! First things first, if he is in trouble and getting tortured, I will have to make sure when I get him back, I can soothe all the pain... both in body and mind! I will have to learn new charms and brew potions that can help with that! I will also have to start learning curses! I still had his book, took it to my room before they could find it if they decided to go through his belongings... I let myself lament for far too long; I could have used these days to learn the killing curse and all that is to it instead of worrying! If something happens to him... I will have to use it well and kill Voldemort myself!
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"Young Missy, you should rest!"
It was the voice of Professor Lockhart, who came into the Dark Arts classroom as our new teacher. After Lucius's death, he was again appointed to the position, and it was finally made permanent. Every day, I would come and train myself with the new spells we were learning right until dinner. Then, after eating a little, I would go to Professor Slughorn so he could teach me potion-making. He never said no to it... he tried to tell me to rest and not push myself too hard, but he seemed to understand that if I let my mind rest, I would start worrying again.
"There is still half an hour until dinner!" I answered, wiping my forehead.