His fingers closed around my throat tighter and tighter. The air was being forced from my lungs and spots were forming at the edge of my vision. My fingers clawed at his arm trying to pull his hand away. I used my nail to scratch divots into his arm, when I managed to pull one of his hands away his other hand came to my throat. I looked into his eyes and panicked. His eyes I once saw love and adoration in, were now full of anger and rage.
Tears formed in my eyes and as I took in air, I screamed at him, "Take your hands off of me!" I growled and gasped for breath as his fingers threatened to choke the life from strength from being a beater was no match for his brute strength and force.
"What makes you think you can talk to me this way?" His voice was a scary calm and his finger pointed at my face as his strength pushed me back into the corridor wall behind me. His deep chocolate hair I once found so attractive stuck to his face dripping with sweat and rage.
"You have no right to raise your voice at me! No right!" He knocked my head against the wall. "You just don't understand what I'm trying to tell you. You damn Ravenclaw's always have to be right. You can't ever be wrong. You're not so fucking smart, you stupid bitch." He pushed me further into the wall slamming me into it again and again until I could no longer breath.
"Stop. Please stop." I fought against his hold, kicking and hitting with everything I had, I managed to push him off of me. I fell back away from him and stared up at him.
I never thought I would see the day his love turned into such violence, against a girl he claimed to love more than anything. Together more than a year, I never thought that I would see the day our relationship burned to hell with his anger.
He kept yelling, screaming about what a stupid bitch I was. Tears streamed down my face and my vision blurred. I stood and tried to walk away from everything, when he charged at me his palms hitting my chest, shoving me back and down to the floor again. I wiped my face and looked up at him. My hair was sticking to my cheeks burning from the salt in my tears.
"Hey! You bloody fool! What do you think you're doing?" Some yelled from behind me down the corridor. Their footsteps got louder the closer they got and one kneeled down to me and took my face in his hands.
"Are you alright love?" he asked his ginger hair standing up and his goofy grin making me smile
the other one ran up to Marcus and the threw the first punch knocking him over. My savior's red hair burned bright and his rage flew with his fists and bruised Marcus' face.
The redhead with me lifted me into his arms and held me close. I looked over to the fights and saw Marcus was against the wall now. I should want to help him, save him, but I didn't all I could feel was pride now that my red-haired savior managed to take the Slytherin's Quidditch beater and give him a beating.
"No man has the right to put their hands on any woman!" he yelled
I looked up at the boy holding me and saw his bright red hair and his wicked proud grin.
He looked down at me and smiled, "My lady, we Weasley twins have come to your rescue. Our Gryffindor pride would never allow us to stand back and let a fair maiden such as yourself be harmed by such a brute."
He smiled at me speaking so posh and tears built in my eyes because I could feel the rage in his fingers as he clutched me close to his chest. I shoved my face into the crook of his neck and I clung to him scared.
"I should have been able to do this myself," I whispered
"Never blame yourself for this. Sometimes our bodies and brain don't agree with each other."
I smiled slightly
"Fred, are you done yet?" My red-headed twin called out rubbing circles on my back.
"Never, George! He could never make up for what he was doing to her! He had no right!" Fred yelled back and I heard Marcus groan on the ground
"Make him stop. Please. I don't want you to get in trouble." I whispered from between George's neck and shoulder.
"Fred."
"George."
"Fred."
"George."
A moment of silence passed, Marcus groaned a final time. "Fine."
Footsteps approached George and I and I clung tighter to him still.
"Don't worry fair maiden, it tis only my brother Fred. He has brought justice and vengeance for you." he tried to pry me away from his shoulder and I didn't let go.
"Fair maiden?" Fred laughed "What are we? Her knights in shining armor, George?"
"Yes! I am her knight and you are the valiant steed Fred."
"Now George I did all of the beating. You ran her away. So that would make me the knight and you the steed."
They continued to bicker about who played what role and I giggled. I could feel their eyes on me.
"The fair maiden giggles George!"
"She does Fred. We'll give her something to giggle at!" Suddenly hands touched my sides and tickled me without restraint. My head flew back laughing loudly and uncontrollably while my arms flailed about making contact with Fred's nose and George's shoulder.
"Woman, that's how you repay us for saving you" Fred and George mumbled holding their wounded body parts.
"I'm so sorry! Did I really hurt you?" I panicked not wanting to repay them this way
"No! We're only joking!" they smiled and laughed at my panicked face.
I hid my face in my hands and gathered my courage. I picked my head up again and realized I was sitting on his lap clutching at his biceps. I blushed and scrambled off of him and onto the floor. They laughed even more but continued to sit on the floor with me.
"Come on fair maiden we shouldn't stick around too long. This brute's friends might come looking for him." Fred stood and held his hand out to me.
I took his hand feeling so small compared to the two twins, so weak.
"Hey, you're identical!" I blurted out
He pulled me up as they looked at each other and then at me. "Are we really?" Fred said and he looked at George, "Can't be, he's too ugly."
"Don't listen to him, he's the ugly one," George said
"Come on now we'll walk you to your common room. Can't leave you out here all alone after all."
"Yeah, what were you doing out here with him anyway."
"Don't tell me that ugly lug is your boyfriend."
"Was. He was my boyfriend. He's not anymore." I said looking down and away from their eyes.
"Good smart girl," Fred told me patting my shoulder
"I'm not a Ravenclaw for nothing," I told them proudly
"Well, what were you two doing out here so late."
"Figured you be celebrating Ravenclaw's Quidditch victory with everyone else."
"That's why we were out here today was Slytherin against Ravenclaw and he was sour I knocked that bludger at their seeker before he could catch the snitch. I told him I was just playing the game by the rules and he went mental. The brute attacked me told me I was just acting too smart and I didn't understand what I was talking about. I was just to shocked to do anything."
"You play on the Quidditch team? Were you the one to knock him on his arse during the game? Bloody hell that was brilliant" George looked amazed and downright proud
"George, did you hear this?"
"Yes, the fair maiden knocked Slytherin out of the running for this year's Quidditch Cup!"
"George, I think I'm in love."
"No way Fred, I'm in love. Besides you're too ugly to ask the fair maiden to love you."
They seemed to have a revelation and they suddenly stopped walking and turned to me.
"How stupid of us Fred, we never asked her name."
"Yes, fair maiden what's your name?" They looked at me expectantly.
"Hunn." I quickly walked ahead of them and turned the corner to my common room, racing up the stairs I heard them behind me. They grabbed my arms on both sides and pulled me to a halt down the corridor from my common room entrance.
"Did you say, Hunn?"
I groaned and nodded my head looking away from them both. My nose twitching in embracement.
"Fred is her nose twitching?"
"Yes, it is. She's a rabbit! A HunnyBunny!"
"Or Hunny Bunns." They laughed at their own stupid jokes
"Hunn. Hunny Bunny."
They started laughing doubling over holding their stomachs as they howled with amusement.
"Yes, laugh away, like I haven't heard it all before." I mocked sourly
"Awww Hunny don't worry."
"You're just like everyone else. Mocking me because my mother was a Hufflepuff, always called me her Hunny and my father was a Gryffindor. They even thought it was hilarious. Very fitting for another Hufflepuff, only now I'm a Ravenclaw and no one thinks I deserve to be there because everyone calls me Hunny Bunny or Hunny Bunns. I hate that." I turned away from them and ran to the stairs. I could hear their heavy feet chasing after me.
I got to the Eagle knocker and stood proud. "I wish to enter." I told it.
"What has an eye, but cannot see?"
The twins were gaining ground, but I already knew the answer. "A needle."
The door opened wide and I slipped past the open door as it closed quickly behind me and Fred and George crashed into the door.
"Let us in!"
"For you to enter you must answer this."
"Yes?"
"What is broken every time it is spoken?" the Eagle asked
"Glass. Glass breaks when you sing right?" Fred asked
"No." the Eagle replied
I didn't stick around to hear them struggle with the door. They would not enter, they had only brute force not logic and cunning needed to out think the words themselves.
I walked to my room and slipped into bed without waking the other girls. My head hit the pillow, I was exhausted from the match against Slytherin, the fighting everything took it all out of me. I let the tears follow me into sleep that night. My thoughts and the screaming pain from my body and heart kept me awake until dawn. I lost my boyfriend and two the two people I thought could be new friends laugh at me just like everyone else. I knew I was different, a funny name and a funny family.
It's safe to say that my tears broke the silence.