Kiss From A Rose | By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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First
of all: SORRY! I know it took me really long again and I don’t even start to
talk about all the reasons for the delay. And second: SORRY! Because although I
took a long break this chapter is really, really short! The reason for this
though you will see in a few wee.. no,
wait, in a few days! And I hope then you’ll forgive me.
WriterLady1031: I’m glad you still like the story. And I’m really sorry it took me so
long to update!
Pam:
I’m glad you like preggy-angie :D
JB:
Yep, Fred…and we haven’t seen the last of him yet…
Chapter
15
A
woman’s heart
“What are you doing?” Adrian
asked Angelina while he watched her fingering a red glass heart that usually stood on
the chest of drawers.
“Remembering
something Alicia once said.” Angelina replied and looked over her shoulder at Adrian, who was just getting
dressed for the day.
“About what?”
“About hearts. She said that a
woman’s heart is made of glass. If she gets hurt, it doesn’t simply break,” Angelina turned around to face
him, the glass heart in her hands. She let the sculpture slip through her fingers.
It shattered on the floor, the sound of breaking glass loud in the silent room.
“It
shatters into a million pieces.” Angelina ended.
“Is there a chance to get such
a heart back together?” Adrian asked her and walked slowly to her and the broken glass.
“Maybe if someone
has enough patience, sensitiveness and love. But there are some pieces
which are so small that they won’t be put back into the heart because they are
lost forever.” Angelina looked at the fragments on the floor and pulled out her
wand to put the heart back together. Adrian held her hand and
shook his head.
“Let me mend the heart.” He
whispered and Angelina swallowed at the look in his eyes.
“I… I should look for Julia.”
She pulled her hand away from his and hurried out of the room to start with
Julia’s daily lessons.
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“Aw,
it’s so cute to watch you with your sister.”
Angelina
turned around when she heard Camille’s voice behind
her. Julia moved closer to her sister, obviously not liking Camille’s presence
at all.
“What
do you want?” Angelina asked her calmly and put a reassuring hand on Julia’s shoulder.
“Talking.” Was Camille’s
only reply. She smiled slightly as she sat down in one of the armchairs
in the library.
“About Argentina.”
Camille’s smile brightened as she noticed how Angelina tensed up at the mention of the country she had spent the past years
in.
“Julia,
would you please wait in your room for me.” It was more of an order than a
question and Julia did as she was told although she glanced back at her sister
worriedly before she left the room.
“What
do you want?” Angelina asked again as soon as she was sure that Julia was out of earshot.
“I’ll
make it short: I know all about your past. Where you lived, what you did,
everything. If you don’t want anybody to find out of this you better leave Adrian.
If you don’t by tomorrow morning everybody in Great Britain will know that you are nothing more than a little whore.” Camille looked
at her icily.
“Look
at it this way: you can leave on your own, or Adrian
will throw you out as soon as he finds out the truth about you. So, will you
leave him?”
“No.”
Was Angelina’s
only reply and it surprised herself how calm her voice sounded although she was
trembling inside. Camille’s eyes narrowed while she watched her. A false smile
found its way to her face as she arose from her seat.
“Fine. I hope you have a good
night because it will be your last one in this house.” And with this words she left Angelina alone in the library.
As
soon as the sound of her shoes on the floor couldn’t be heard anymore Angelina felt herself sliding
from the couch onto the floor, her knees hitting the ground as her hands
reached for her stomach. She leant her head against the couch just in time for
the first tears to start running down her cheeks.
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This
night the nightmares came back to haunt her and once she woke up from them, Angelina was unable to go back
to sleep. And so she went down to breakfast the next morning, with less than
four hours of sleep.
Marjory
was already sitting at the table when Angelina, Adrian and Julia came into the dining room and she seemed rather cheerful
this morning. Still, Angelina couldn’t shake off the feeling, that the woman’s
eyes rested on her, as if waiting for something.
And
she didn’t have to wait for long.
As
soon as an owl brought the newspaper Marjory asked her son whether there was
something interesting in it. The smile she sent Angelina while she asked this
let shivers run over the young woman’s back. And when she looked at Adrian’s
expression while he read the front page of the Daily Prophet her worst fears
were confirmed.
Suddenly
they heard a sound coming from the hall and the sound was followed by footsteps
coming towards them. The door to the dining hall opened and revealed Sophia Pucey
standing there, the newspaper in her hand looking furiously from one person in
the room to another.
“Would
someone care to explain this?!” she demanded but before she could ask Adrian he
had already thrown the newspaper onto the table and was now hurrying out of the
room, not listening to his grandmother as she called him back.
Sophia’s
eyes found their way to Angelina.
“I
want to talk to you. Now!” With this she turned around
and walked back into the hall, waiting for Angelina to follow. Angelina arose slowly from her chair and walked outside of the room, but not,
without noticing the smile on Marjory’s face.
Sophia
led Angelina
into the library and told her to sit down on the couch.
“I
think I deserve to know the truth, don’t you? So, is this article true?”
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