“Pansy, take a reality check. He does not like you! He’s been trying to pull you off his back for the past three years—”
 

“Then why doesn’t he say something?”
 

“He has! You just won’t listen!”
 

“I—”
 

My words were cut off by a scream echoing through the woods.
 
 
 

There was silence for a few moments before the sound of running water caused us to jump together. We made our way into the bathroom, which was also neat and organised. The shower was running, and a gasp from Pansy caused us to turn.

Well, I suppose someone decided to come snooping. Did you meet your Great Expectations?

H.G.

 
 

“I don’t believe your services were requested.” Professor McGonagall told them sternly.

“By order of the Wizarding Law, it is practice to investigate when a student dies, Headmistress.” An old man replied.

“Very well.” McGonagall said, with a tone of annoyance in her voice. Turning to the three of us, she removed the tone of annoyance and replaced it with one of sympathy. “These men would like you to show them where Miss Granger was killed.”

 
 

With that she was gone, Blaise following quickly at her heels. Draco began to leave, closing the door to the Vanishing Cabinet as he left. As the air rushed pass his ears, he could've sworn he heard a faint voice.

"I'm right here."

“What?” Her tone of voice could not have been more clear, “There is no way I’m sharing a room with this…this…this filth!”

“Granger, you’re only describing yourself. But go on, I’d love to hear more.” I replied coolly, smirking. She kicked me in the shin, and I did the same in return. Only, she didn’t flinch.

The Astronomy Tower. Midnight.

 “She’s possessed.” Alyssa murmured quietly to the other two, a hint of a smirk dancing on her face.

“You can’t be – you’re drunk!” Pansy exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

“What, you thought I was a perfect innocent girl like Hermione?” She said with a hint of a laugh. “Well, you thought wrong, didn’t you?”