Chapter 10: Accusations and the accused
We walked up the stair cases to the Portrait hole.
"Fire breath" I mumbled.
"Draco! I know who stole your broom!"
Everyone turned to look at Parkinson. As much as I hate her we need to figure out who stole Draco's Nimbus.
"It was Jay!"
"What the hell? I was with Draco the whole time how the bloody hell could I have stolen it?"
"It's true." Said Brendon "She never once bent down to take/hide his broom. I should know, the guys and I were staring at her."
"Well then how do you explain this?"
Parkinson marched up to the girls dormitory and walked in. Every girl followed her in. She went over to my trunk and pulled out the Draco's broom.
"Wait! But I never once left the table!"
"If you're unaware dumbass this is a magic school, which means you probably used magic to get it!"
"And just how did you know that it was in my trunk."
"That's not important." Parkinson stuttered. "What matters is we caught you, the thief, and found Draco's broom. I'll go get Professor Snape." She marched down the stairs and out of the common room through the portrait hole.
Draco walked up to me.
"So it's true you stole my broom. Why?"
"Draco I didn't steal your broom. You never saw me leave the bloody table!"
"Like Parkinson said, This is a magic school.
Parkinson walked back in.
"Draco, Jay, Professor Snape wants to see you both in his office.
We left the common room. 'I can't believe Draco's blaming me for this. So he still doesn't trust me. This is Parkinson's fault. She stole the broom and framed me.' I thought to myself as we arrived to the dungeon.
"Parkinson tells me you stole Mr. Malfoy's broom. Is that true?"
"No Sir, she was lying." I said.
"She also told me she found his broom in your closet."
"Sir, she is lying."
"She also says you left the table with something in your hand."
"I didn't leave the table Sir."
"Jay, all signs point to you. You will not take part on the Quidditch team this year."
"But Sir, isn't there some truth spell?"
"Perhaps there is."
*Draco's Pov*
'Serves her right for stealing my broom. At least Parkinson found it for me. She's sort of starting to grow on me.' I thought.
"Mr. Malfoy, go get Parkinson."
"Yes, Sir."
I walked out and up the many flights of stairs into the common room.
"Parkinson, Snape wants you."
"Ok." she replied back.
"Let's go"
We walked out and headed down the stairs.
"So what does Professor Snape want?" she asked.
"Oh nothing, just a truth spell. Should be easy."
"He said It will tell us the truth, but all signs point to Jay. As much as I like her she stole my broom" I said as I opened the Dungeon door for Parkinson.
"Ok, Parkinson, come here." Snape said.
He got his wand out and pointed it at her.
"Veritas" Snape muttered. "This should tell us if she's lying or not. Alright, Draco ask away since you are the accuser. You can only ask yes or no questions."
"Do you know who stole my broom?"
"Yes" she answered.
"Is that person in this room?"
"Yes."
"Was it you?"
"Yes."
"Did you frame Jay for it?"
"Yes."
Draco turned to Snape.
"Thank you Professor. "
Snape nodded and took the spell off of Parkinson.
"Parkinson, detention with me for a week."
"Yes"
I turned to Jay and stared talking.
"Jay I-"
"No, Draco, stop talking." She said as she walked out of the dungeon and up to the common area.
After everyone had gone to bed, I came down from his dormitory and sat on the couch with Jay.
"Jay I'm sorry I didn't believe you. It's just that I don't trust people that's all."
"Really Draco, name one reason why you don't trust me?"
I didn't answer. I had no response. Father always taught me never to let my guard down, but if I told her that then I'd screw this up even more.
"That's what I thought. That's two strikes. Next strike you'll be hanging out Parkinson for the rest of the year."
She walked up stairs into the girls dormitory and fell asleep leaving me all alone on the couch.
"Damn it Draco." I said to myself. "You're such and idiot.