"Did you hear?" Andrea whispered sliding onto the bench at the Ravenclaw table next to Victoire Weasley.

"What?" Victoire paused with her sandwich halfway to her mouth.

"Ted and Hannah Jinx broke up!" Andrea giggled, piling food on her plate.

"What?" Victoire frowned and glanced at the Gryffindor table to her god-cousin and best friend.

Teddy Lupin's hair was fiery red and he kept glancing down the table to his now ex-girlfriend only to glare or scowl at her.

"What happened?" she asked her roommate.

Andrea shrugged passively. "Apparently - and this started a month ago - Ted fell asleep in their Common Room and started muttering another girl's name. When Hannah asked about it, he told her it was none of her business. It was downhill from there. They broke up during Divination this morning!"

"During?"

"I don't kinow all the details, but my source said Trewlaney said something to them."

"Oh," Victoire returned to her sandwich.

"What?!" her friend cried indignantly, "No reaction?" Andrea pouted.

"Why would I react?" Victoire asked innocently. "I just got over my break up with Bradley Whytte."

"Uh-huh," Andrea smirked at her friend who was secretly celebrating inside.

"Is it just me, or is every guy avoiding you?" Andrea muttered as they sat next to the Common Room fire.

All of the boys in their house had come in, taken one look at the small group of girls, including Victoire, at the fireplace, and had moved as far from the fireplace as possible.

Similar experiences had been happening for months, but since Ted's breakup the week before, every boy at Hogwarts made themselves scarce whenever Victoire Weasley appeared.

Victoire glanced up from her Astrology homework at the groups of guys on the other side of the Common Room. They were all obviously fighting the urge to look at the girls by the fire. No. Fighting the urge to look at...HER, Victoire realized when a fellow fifth year gave way and glanced at her. Meeting her gaze, he quickly looked away fearfully.

Victoire flushed. She hated it when people stared at her, but this was worse. Quickly, she gathered her things muttering that she was going to take a bath before bed.

On her way to the bathrooms, Victoire passed an empty classroom that was never in use. Glad for a refuge from the students of Hogwarts, she ducked inside and sighed, collasping on the floor. Spread eagle, Victoire closed her eyes and allowed the tension in her body to relax.

"Have you spread the word?" a voice outside the room caught her attention. It was Ted. "To leave her alone?"

"Yeah," Victoire recognized the voice of Sander Blownest, Ted's right-hand man. "It's a good thing everyone at Hogwarts is fearful of Teddy Lupin and her father, otherwise not a single guy would leave Victoire alone," Sander added casually.

"I know," Ted replied solemnly.

"By the way, how did you manage to get Whytte to break up with her?"

"I simply threatened to slip something nasty into his pumpkin juice," Ted laughed easily.

"Why did you do that, anyway? I mean, why break them up?" Victoire, face burning with anger, pressed her ear against the door, only now realizing she was on her feet.

"He treated her like some trophy he had won," Ted cried in disgust. "You should have heard the way he talked about her in the library to his friends. It was disgusting!"

"At least he wanted to be with me!" Victoire shouted. Her unbridled, anger-fueled magic blasted the door from its hinges.

Ted and Sander shouted in alarm. Victoire glared at Ted through the dust.

"Who gave you the right to break us up?!" she screamed at him.

"Victo-" he gasped. "I-I!"

"Save it!" Victoire marched past him, anger causing her eyes to burn with silvery tears.

"Vicky! Wait!" Ted clamped a hand on her shoulder, halting her quick retreat.

"DON'T call me Vicky!" she shrieked. She glowered at her feet, watching tears splatter between them. "So, you're the reason ever guy has been avoiding me? You're the reason why no one's asked me out?" Victoire whispered.

"Well, er, yes," Ted replied nervously. "But, Victoire, I didn't want to see you get hurt! I didn't want them to break your heart."

Victoire whirled around, slapping him across the face with the back of her hand. "You prat, Teddy!" she shouted, glad it was only Ted and Sander seeing her in such hysterics. "You're the only one capable of breaking my heart! You and your numerous GIRLFRIENDS! You're so CLUELESS! Just- Just leave me ALONE!"

She ran away sobbing, barely hearing Sanders say to Ted, "Mate, you're in one deep, deep hole."