Chapter 3-Everything happens in the Girl's Lavatory
"Mione!" I took a deep breath and turned around.
"Open your eyes,"
The moment I opened my eyes she was right in front of me. I gasped but she covered my mouth with her hand. Her mouth started moving but my heart was pounding over her words.
I felt someone grab my arms and twist them behind my back. I tried to pull away but they made it hurt so bad that I didn't dare move. I bit Pansy's hand, she let go but it earned me a stinging slap. She filled my mouth with a foul tasting gag. It kept the metallic taste of fear and her blood in my mouth. She held my face up to a mirror but I looked away.
"Look at the poor little girl, look at what you are" she hissed.
The mirror was dirty and grimy so I had to adjust my eyes. The girl has my face, my swollen cheek, my name, but her eyes are all her own. A full moon of black and a lightless tunnel that leads to a room of fear.
She untied the gag,
"What do you see?" The whisper sent shivers up and down my spine. I turned away and looked into her eyes.
"I see Bellatrix."
Pansy smashed Hermione's head into the mirror in rhythm with her scream. The tinkling was the distant echoes of crashing glass. If you listen carefully enough you can hear Pansy whimper as Hermione's blood is the one that drips this time.