Chapter 60: Christmas and Firebolt (1/2)
After lunch, Chris didn't return to the Gryffindor tower. She wasn't in the mood of facing the trio again. She went towards the courtyard, it was covered in deep snow. She was standing alone, feeling that cold, icy breeze when she heard a voice. She turned sharply and saw a familiar person stuck in the snow.
”Now who is following whom, Fawley?” Chris asked looking surprised.
”Just passing by.” He snorted. ”Ugh — this snow —”
”Wait. Let me help,” Chris smiled and pulled him out of the snow.
”Thanks,” He said.
”It's cool,” She replied and walked back.
”What happened?” Jason came beside her. ”The girl who can't stop talking, wanted to be alone?”
”Yes, and guess what — the rude boy who never likes to talk is trying to make a conversation here,” Chris said rolling her eyes.
”I was bored. Usually, I work on my subjects or study different books to kill time but I've finished my subject books and works, so, just wanted to take a break.”
”Are you ok? I think you're unusual than me, today.” Chris said smirking.
”You know what? My bad. I shouldn't have come here. First that snow — now you. I should've stayed in the library. Bye.” He turned away.
Chris grabbed his hand, ”Hey! Hey! Sorry — just a weird day.”
Jason looked at Chris.
”Mine too.” He sighed. ”Don't ask me why?”
”Okay. So — why didn't you go home for Christmas?” Chris asked.
”My mom went to a celebration at her sister's place outside the country.”
”And your dad?”
”Dead.”
”Oh! Sorry.”
There was an awkward silence.
”Why didn't you go home?” asked Jason.
”My dad is out on a business trip.”
”Is your mom also —?”
”No no. She is alive — she lives with her new family.” Chris said looking away.
”Sorry.”
”It's fine. I don't feel anything for her anymore.”
”Lie.”
”What?” Chris looked at him.
”You're lying. If you hadn't felt anything then you wouldn't have turned your face away.”
”What're you? A lie catching expert?” Chris raised her eyebrows.
”No. A lying expert. I do that every time I lie so I know.” He sighed.
There was another long awkward pause.
”Do you have friends?” Chris asked.
”No. I don't do friends. I think you shouldn't open yourself in front of someone completely.”
”Why not? That's why friends are for. We can tell them anything.”
”So you tell your friends everything?”
”Ye—” Chris remembered the things she had hid from her friends. ”I will, soon.”
”You can't tell everything to someone. Somethings you need to lock inside yourself. That's life.”