[A/N: Thanks to all my new followers and favoriters~! I added a few things to chapter 9 so please read the updated version if you haven't yet~ Keep in mind, I suck at describing Quidditch or anything remotely athletic so please excuse my lack of descriptions on the Quidditch parts. As always, all comments and critiques are welcome for me to write better in the future.]
Chapter 10
Annabelle froze on the spot, her eyes wide open as that incredibly warm body pressed closer to her's. She squeezed her eyes shut as those lips moved against her's, rough yet soft and intensifying the electric feeling coursing through her nerves. What made it worse is the fact she wanted to kiss him back, her hands itching to wrap her arms around his neck and press him closer. Her heart hammering so loudly in her chest, she wondered if the entire school could hear it or even Blaise. She felt his hands leave her wrists to cup her waist. She shivered slightly as the heat from his palms seemed to burn through her sweater. Just when she almost gave in to her desires when Cormac's face popped up in her head.
She finally snapped out of it, even though her mind was screaming at her to just give in. Annabelle placed her hands on his chest to push him off but his hold on her waist tightened. She let out a little whimper as he forced his tongue into her mouth, tasting a hint of mint and something exotic on his tongue. She pushed harder but it just made Blaise hold on to her tighter, his fingers digging into her skin. She used all the energy she had and finally pushed him off of her, barely budging him from the spot. Crack!
Blaise's head snapped to the side, a red mark appearing on his cheek. That kiss stole her breath away. The only sound between them both is their deep breathing. "What the hell is wrong with you?! I have a boyfriend?!" She yelled. "He doesn't love you!" Blaise yelled back as he turned to face her, both didn't care if their shouting match woke the school or not. "He has never loved you! He only used you f-"
"Shut up! Just shut up!" She cried out. Annabelle felt tears welling up in her eyes but she refused to let them drop from her eyes. She didn't understand why he was doing this. Why he continued to tell made up stories for his personal agenda. "Your wrong about him. I love him and that's final. You need to get that through your thick skull!" She said as she jabbed her finger into her chest. Blaise clenched his jaw and quickly stepped back, looking like he wanted to punch something so bad before he turned to look back at her. "Do you have any idea how stupid you sound?! Why won't you believe me?!" That million dollar question. "Why would I believe someone who would do anything to get into someone's pants?!"
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Blaise let out a cold laugh, so cold that it could make everyone's spine shiver. "Is that what he told you?" He said as he stepped closer to her as she took one step back. A pang of hurt squeezed around his heart despite the growing anger. Did she really think he would hurt her? "That I was doing all of this just so I can get in your pants?!" Annabelle ran her hand over her dark locks in pure frustration and anger. "Well aren't you?! Everything Cormac said you would do, you did! I'm the only girl in our year you haven't fucked yet!" Silence hit them again, only penetrated by how heavy they were breathing. "Since when you do you care about how I feel?" She asked, her voice finally dimmed down, sounding strange in the intense atmosphere. "Because...I love you."
The black-haired beauty let out a dry laugh. "Well, I don't." Without another glance, she walked off. Never had Blaise felt so much hate for one person at that moment. He stepped back until his back rested against the stone wall and slides down to the floor. Now the girl of his dreams hates his guts. All because of that brain-washing bastard. He wanted to scream in frustration but instead ran his hands through his hair and pulled on the strands until his scalp throbbed. He didn't know what hurt more, his aching heart or his throbbing cheek. He could really use a bourbon right now and drown his sorrows for the night.
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It was long past midnight but Annabelle still couldn't go to sleep. She sat in the living room to not disturb Cormac from his sleep. Her fingers lightly brushing against her lips as she stared into the orange flames in the fireplace. She could practically feel Blaise's lips on hers as if he was still there, kissing her, no matter how many times she spent in the bathroom scrubbing her lips. She sighed heavily as she ran her fingers through her hair.
Get a hold of yourself, Ann! What Blaise did is just one of his many plans to get into your pants. Forget about him and just focus on Cormac. Annabelle nodded to herself as she felt her body relax, sleepiness quickly took her body. She looked down at the ring on her finger. It gleamed brightly from the amber light. Soon she had slipped into darkness on the couch, getting warmed up by the fire and a little flicker of a half nude body in her dreams.
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Draco stepped into the Slytherin prefect dorm upon request from Daphne after his rounds with Hermione. His foot collided against an empty vodka and watched it roll off to a dark corner. "What the..." He looks up ahead to see Blaise and Daphne sitting on the leather couch but the former was getting busy with the alcohol. "Stop Blaise. You had a little too much to drink." Daphne tutted as she reached for the bottle but Blaise stopped her with his arm.
"Leave me alone to my sorrows Daph." He didn't sound the least bit drunk and Daphne gave him a disapproving look before she stood up and walked towards Draco. "I don't know what happened. He won't tell me but he came in here in a wreck. Perhaps he'll talk to you. Just make him stop drinking." She gently pecked him on the cheek before she walked up the stone steps to her room.
"Mind sharing some of that?" Draco asked as he walked over to the Italian and sat next to him. His best friend gave him a look before handing the bottle over to him. Without using a cup of any kind, he took a gulp of the clear bottle, enjoying the strong burning sensation in his throat. He knew his friend pretty well and knew that he would need to coax it out of him. "Are you going to tell me what happened or do I need to force it out of you?" His friend let out a bitter laugh as he grabbed the bottle out of the blonde's. "There's no need to. I'll tell you what it is. It's a whole fucking bunch of misunderstandings." Draco could hear the hurt in his voice as the other stood up, heading to his room to drink in peace.
"È questo il mio cugino?" (Is this about my cousin?) Blaise stopped walking and laughed humorlessly. "Le ho detto che l'ho amata, ma no, lei decide di sputarlo di nuovo in faccia. Avete un'idea di come sia stato scopato?! Devo guardare la donna che amo letteralmente risucchiata in un percorso che non verrà mai fuori e per che cosa?! Per soldi cazzo!" (I told her I loved her but no, she decides to spit it back at my face. Do you have any idea how fucked up that is?! I have to watch the woman I love get literally sucked into a path she will never come out of and for what?! For fucking money!) Out of a fit of rage and probably alcohol, the Italian threw the nearly empty vodka bottle at the cobble wall, watching it shatter into a million pieces.
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Sunday
"Did your parents tell you why they wanted us to meet them here?" Draco, Annabelle, and Harry were standing in front of newly-opened bakery/ice cream shop in Hogsmeade. Just a few hours ago, Annabelle showed her friends the ring and the news spread quickly around. The blonde shook his head. "Just said they had something important to tell us. My mother said your parents are coming too." The twins were curious on what this news was. The three filed into the cozy store and sat in a booth while they waited for the parents to arrive.
"Hello, my darlings," Narcissa said as she walked into the shop with Lucius, Sirius, and Remus walking in behind her. The three greeted them and they all settled into the booth. The waiter sauntered over after getting over the shock of seeing the Malfoy's coming into the shop. "Is there anything I can get for you guys?" Sirius smiled and declined his offer. Once she left, Remus spoke first.
"You three must be wondering why we had called you here." The three nodded in sync. Narcissa smiled slightly at how the children got along so well, they could be considered siblings. "Well, just yesterday Sirius and I went to the doctors for a check-up." The twins straightened slightly. "And?" Harry said in anticipation. Remus and Sirius had a wide grin on their face. "We're having twin boys." The table was filled with excitement and words of congratulations all around.
"To celebrate the occasion, why don't we get some pie shakes?" Sirius asked. The shop was famous for their pie shakes from the moment they opened in Hogsmeade. "Oh before we do, I have some news too," Annabelle said. The adults looked at each other, curious as to what she wanted to say. She took a deep breath and showed them the ring. "Cormac proposed to me last night." Narcissa and Remus gasped with a watery smile on their faces. "Oh, sweetheart congratulations!"
Sirius and Lucius nodded in approval as their counterparts took a closer look at the gleaming stone. "Another reason to celebrate." Sirius grinned and waved over the waiter to bring over the menus. After many talks of what was their best selling pie shakes, they placed their orders and patiently waited for their drinks to come. "Are you ready for the game on Thursday?" Lucius asked the twins. Gryffindors are playing against Ravenclaw for the first game of the year. "Yeah. Will you guys be there?"
"Of course we will. Draco tells me your team has gotten really good." Annabelle smirked as she looked at the said blonde. "Getting nervous Draco?" The blonde smirked as the waiter came back with their pie shakes. "You wish. We'll smoke you." They all grabbed their drinks and spends the next minute sipping on it. It so happened they all had gotten mint-chocolate pie shake and took a great liking to it. Like Draco said, 'Nothing beats chocolate and mint'.
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"Uh oh. Trouble coming in." Annabelle said in a low voice, catching glimpse of Parkinson coming into the shop with her mother. Before the rest could ask what she was talking about, Parkinson spotted them and quickly walked over to them. "There you are, Drake. I've been looking everywhere for you." Annabelle refrained from snorting as she took a sip of her shake. "Why hello there Narcissa. It's so good to see you again." Mrs. Parkinson said as she stood next to her daughter. Narcissa had a fake smile on her lips. "Indeed it's been too long."
To the trio's horror, the booth stretched longer to accommodate the extra two people. Pansy gave smug look and sat next to Draco, who looked like he wanted to curse her away. To make matters worse, Mrs. Parkinson sat at the end, suffocating them with their nauseating perfume. "Have you chosen a bride for Draco yet?" Narcissa had a sour look on her face but Mrs. Parkinson didn't seem to notice it. "Not yet. Draco has been getting a lot of proposals in the mail. I'm afraid we need more time to find the proper one."
Mrs. Parkinson tutted as if the answer to her problem was simple. "Come now Narcissa. My Pansy is perfect for your son. Can't you see they are made for each other?" The twins stifled a laugh at Draco's murderous glare towards the woman while he tried to keep Parkinson's hand from rubbing all over his body, a look of utter disgust written all over his face. Narcissa had a contemplative look before a smile spread on her lips. "You're absolutely right." Mrs. Parkinson and her daughter had a matching satisfied look on their faces.
Annabelle felt Draco stiffen next to her. "However, I have someone else in mind for my son. The look on Mrs. Parkinson's face was hilarious. "What?!" Parkinson shrieked, causing everybody in the shop to quiet down to look over at her. Mrs. Parkinson waved her daughter to sit back down. "Well? Who is it? I doubt she even amounts to anything my daughter can do." Narcissa raised a pale eyebrow and smirked slightly. Lucius next to her had the same look on his face. "Oh really? Your daughter can do better than Hermione Granger?"
Everything was silent until everything became chaotic. "What?! You chose that mudblood over my daughter?!" Mrs. Parkinson said in outrage but her expression didn't beat her daughter's. "How could you Drake?! That mudblood bitch can't do things like I do!" Draco finally had enough and stood up with a cold hard stare, silencing everybody in the store while his parents watched him with pride. "Do not call my girlfriend that filthy word or else you'll be dealing with me." The Parkinsons' huffed and left the shop with humility.
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Monday
The Daily Prophet were having a field day once they caught wind of Draco and Hermione's relationship. The castle was practically buzzing with activity once the news spread all around. Hermione gulped slightly as she and Draco strolled down the halls towards Potions together. "Are you sure it was a good idea to let everybody know about us? Oh, Merlin, what am I going to do with Ron?" She felt a slight panic in her gut but Draco gently squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, we'll deal with it together. I love you and I don't want to hide you from the world any longer. If they don't like it, too bad. They're going to have to suck it up." Hermione laughed as she pressed closer to his side, all worry gone away. "I bet Parkinson won't like that too much."
Draco snorts and shook his head. "Nope, she won't however, I do have an idea involving her for the Halloween Masquerade. He was met with a set of curious brown eyes. "You know how we're going to cast a spell on the list of those who don't have a date to go the dance right? To make random couples?" Hermione nodded. "Well, how about we pair Weasel and her together?" She reduced into tears as she laughed uncontrollably, leaning against Draco for support. Thankfully, Snape usually doesn't let students into his classroom until the bell rings. Draco chuckled as he supported his girlfriend against his body as he leaned back against the wall. "Oh Gods, the look on his face will be so priceless once he sees who his dancing partner is." She chortled as she wiped away the mirth from her eyes.
"Exactly." Draco grinned, lifting her head by her chin and placed their lips together for a toe-curling kiss. Hermione hummed against his lips as she pressed herself closer. "Oi Mione, what the hell is this?! You and Draco are together?!" Their sweet moment was interrupted by Ronald storming up to them, thrashing the morning edition of the Daily Prophet. Hermione rolled her eyes as she deliberately pressed closer to Draco to enrage the redhead some more as she felt her boyfriend wrap his arms around his waist. "And your point is, Ronald?"
"My point?! Mione, he is obviously did something to you to make you act like this! Don't you see that? He doesn't love you the way I do Mione!" He suddenly had a wand pointed at him, making him shut up midsentence. "You take that back, Ronald Weasley." She hissed venomously. "Draco is twice the man you will ever be and I would rather be with a real man then be with an insipid fool who refuse to grow up and move on!" The students who had lined up against the wall, waiting for Snape to open the classroom door, snorted with a look of approval by Hermione's words. Ronald's face turned beet red, his eyes dark with anger. "Listen here you mud-"
"Mr. Weasley, were you about to use a word that should not be tolerated in this school?" Snape's thin, quiet voice appeared behind them. Ronald paled and looked down at his shoes. "No, sir." Snape tutted and walked passed him, his cloak flapping behind him. "Twenty points from Gryffindor. You need to lie better than that Mr. Weasley." The redhead's eyes widen with outrage. "What?!" Snape had just unlocked the classroom and raised an eyebrow at Ronald. "Not enough? I can certainly take away more." Ronald looked like he wanted to say more but noticing his house's loss of points, decided to bite his tongue. "Good. Get your useless self in here."
Wednesday
"That's it. What the hell is going on between you and Blaise?" Annabelle looked up from her History of Magic homework to look at her cousin. It was in the late afternoon in the library, getting close to dinner. "Nothing is going on." She said shortly as she returned back to her homework. It wouldn't do to attract Madame Pince's attention with their loud talking. The blonde huffed. "Don't give me that answer Ann. Something is bothering Blaise and since he won't tell me what it is, I'll ask you since you are the last person who talked to him." Annabelle gave up trying to ignore the situation and closed her book to give the blonde her undivided attention.
"You really want to know? Ask your friend why he would lie through his teeth just to get into my pants." Annabelle said as she grabbed a stack of books off her table and stood up to put them back on the shelves. "You know, he wasn't lying. What he said about McLaggen is true." Annabelle paused for a minute to process his words before she turned to look at the blonde, giving him an 'are you serious' look. "Look I understand that he's your 'best friend' and all but really? He's playing you. Now go away. I have work to do."
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"Mate, we need to talk," Draco said to Harry once he caught him in the hallway with She-Weasley. The raven-haired male noticed something was bothering the male and nods. "Sure." He gave the she-Weasley a quick kiss goodbye even though the redhead protested before leading the blonde away to a more secluded area. "What is it Draco?" The blonde sighed and began shuffling around in a circle in front of him, running his fingers through his hair as he let out a dry laugh.
"Your sister is something else." Harry raised an eyebrow."I've known that for a while now. So?" The blonde remained silent for a minute. Harry became impatient. "Look if you want to say something, say it. If not, I'm going back to Ginny." Draco rolled his eyes for his dramatic words. "Fine. Come with me. Blaise has something to show you."
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"Oh, there you are Harry. I was getting worried when you didn't show up for History of Magic." Annabelle said as she filled up her goblet with pumpkin juice. Harry gave his twin sister a side look before pondering on his next words carefully. "Ann, I think you should...break up with Cormac." Ann froze slightly and huffed slightly. "He got to you too huh?" She turned to look behind her at the green table clear across the room. She suddenly stands up and marched over to the table as she caught sight of that familiar figure. Those dark eyes looked up at her once she stopped in front of her, all set of eyes watching her every move.
"How dare you try to turn my brother against me." Her voice shaking with anger. "He had to know Ann. Before it's too late." Blaise said as he drank from his goblet nonchalantly. "Go screw yourself." With that, she stalked out of the Great Hall without eating anything, her anger the only fuel keeping her going. How dare he tried to get her brother to believe his lies. She staggered to a stop, her breathing echoed in the empty corridor. "Ann!" She turned around to see Cormac running after her. "What happened?" He asked once he stopped in front of her, his hands immediately going to her arm. She quickly shook her head. She shook her head. "Nothing. I'm ok." She felt herself get pulled into a hard chest, arms circling around her.
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Thursday
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WELCOME TO THE FIRST QUIDDITCH GAME OF THE YEAR WITH THE GRYFFINDORS VS THE RAVENCLAWS!" The commentator's voice ripped through the air in the packed stands and the stands roared with enthusiasm. "FROM THE RAVENCLAWS, WE HAVE...!" With each name, the ones clad in blue cheered, flags waving in the air "NOW FOR THE TEAM WE ALL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR, THE GRYFFINDORS!" As if the cheering wasn't loud enough, the stadium practically vibrated as the team of red jogged out onto the field.
"I GIVE YOU RONALD WEASLEY, DEAN THOMAS, SEAMUS FINNIGAN, GINNY WEASLEY, CORMAC MCLAGGEN, HARRY POTTER-BLACK AND THEIR CAPTAIN, ANNABELLE POTTER-BLACK!" The reds roared to life, sounding like a lion. Both teams met in the middle with Madame Hooch holding the quaffle. "All alternates, go to the side." All said players left, giving their teammates last encouraging words. "Captains shake hands!" Madame Hooch yelled above the chanting from the stands. Annabelle shook hands with a stringy looking guy, physique very similar to Harry except taller and perhaps not as muscular. "Good luck." He said with a light smile on his lips.
"You too." She said before turned back to face her team. "You guys ready?" The team nodded in response, hiding the nervous feeling in their gut. Two sharp whistles could be heard and the stadium got deadly quiet. "All players, mount your brooms!" Madame Hooch hollered. With a long sharp whistle, they kicked off from the ground upon watching the quaffle soar through the air.
"RIGHT OFF THE BAT, GINNY HAS CAUGHT THE QUAFFLE! OFF TO FINNIGAN, BACK TO GINNY! OH DRAUGHT THAT WAS CLOSE! LAURANT HAS THE QUAFFLE NOW! PASSED TO DILLIVAN AND BACK TO LAURANT! AND HE SHOOTS AND WEASLEY BLOCKED IT!" The stands erupted in with chaos as the Gryffindor's shouted: "Weasley is our king!" Annabelle zoomed down and caught the quaffle before it hit the ground. The air lashed around her face as she raced towards the opponent's hoops when she saw two Ravenclaw beaters heading towards her. She looked over to see Seamus not far off. She threw it to him before she dived under the two beaters just as Seamus tossed the quaffle back towards her. She caught it as she came from under, causing the stands to roar. She was close to the hoops now. She gripped the ball tight and hurled it at one of the hoops. The keeper went to block it but he was too slow. "AND ANNABELLE SCORES! TEN POINTS FOR GRYFFINDOR!"
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"POTTER-BLACK SCORES ANOTHER GOAL FOR GRYFFINDOR! WHAT'S THIS?! LOOKS LIKE HARRY POTTER-BLACK HAS HIS EYES ON THE SNITCH WITH MCDONARD CLOSE BEHIND HIM! OH GOODNESS, THIS IS GOING TO BE A CLOSE ONE! THEY'RE HEAD TO HEAD NOW! HARRY TAKING THE LEAD AND HE CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WITH 400 AND RAVENCLAW WITH JUST 100!" The house of lion screamed in victory, their house flag flapping in the air as their Quidditch team landed on the ground. Annabelle gasped as she was bombarded with hugs and laughter. "We did it!" She heard Harry said and squealed little as she was suddenly lifted on to Seamus and Dean's shoulder. "Party tonight!"
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The Gryffindor common room had changed into a full-on party scene. Tables filled with snacks, candies, and punch which may or may not be spiked with alcohol despite many displeasures from Hermione. Chairs and sofas had moved up against the walls to give room for a large light dance floor which seemed to dance and change colors with each beat of the music. Annabelle had changed into an apricot-crushed velvet cami dress with glittering open-toed pumps. The dance floor was packed with grinding and sweaty bodies. Annabelle was having a good time dancing with some of the girls in her house, laughing from all the excitement around her. All of this would be much funnier if her boyfriend was there.
"I'm going to go find Cormac. Have any of you seen him anywhere?" The girls shook their heads. She excused herself and stepped off the dance floor to see Harry, Ginny, Seamus, and Dean was playing a game of poker on a table. "Have any of you gentlemen seen my boyfriend anywhere?" Seamus, who was sitting on Dean's lap, gave an apologetic smile to her. "Sorry love I haven't. I do have to say though, you look absolutely smashing in that." The Irish said with a grin. Annabelle laughed, though feeling flattered, knew he was just teasing her. She knew his heart will always belong to Dean. "Aaawww thank you, Seamus."
"Oi, stop flirting with my boyfriend!" Dean said in a mocking glare, wrapping his arms around Seamus protectively. "Relax Dean. As much as I love Seamus, his Irish blood is too much for me." The table laughed as Seamus tried to swat at Annabelle for her remark. She then turned to look at Harry, who had Ginny nestled on his lap. She held back from rolling her eyes. Merlin, why must she do this? Harry is already her's, so why is she wearing like she is still single?
"I think he said he had to find something his dorm." Dean said as he looked up at her."Thanks, Dean." She said and she left towards the stairs leading up to the doy's dorm, leaving the four to their card game. She walked up the winding staircase until she saw the wooden doors. She kept walking until she found the one. "Cormac?" She knocked before she opened and froze in horror at what she saw. The sound of Cormac's grunts mixed with Lavender's lewd moans.
Her mind screamed at her to leave immediately but her legs just won't budge. She felt so cold as she felt her heart came crashing down. Her body felt so numb as she begged her body to move, to let her unsee all of this. But it seemed like Merlin wanted her to suffer a little more. Oh, Gods, I think I'm going to be sick. She heard him moan Lavender's name and that broke the spell. She quickly bolted out of there, not caring if they heard her or not. The sound of the music met her once she got to the landing, but she didn't want to be there.
She was about to find her brother but she saw him dancing with Ginny. He looked happy and she didn't have the heart to pull him away. Annabelle quickly left the party without anyone knowing. She stumbled around like she was drunk but she knew she wasn't. Then everything seemed to fall into place. Oh, how stupid she felt. Fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks no matter how many times she willed them to not fall.
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"Oi Harry! The Fat Lady wants a word with you!" Colin Creevy could be heard over the loud music. Harry had a slight frown on his face as he walked over to Colin who was standing in front of the said portrait. "Thanks, Colin." Once he left, Harry looked at the portrait with a raised eyebrow. Usually, the portraits in the school barely acknowledge the student let alone stopping to talk to them. "Colin says you have something to tell me?"
The Fat Lady tutted as she lazily fanned herself with her fan. "Well, actually it was Olga who came to me with the information and wanted me to get you." Harry rolled his eyes. Honestly. "Fine. What did Olga say?" The Fat Lady had a satisfied look on her face like she was planning to irritate him. "Olga says that your sister went into the Gryffindor prefects dorm about an hour or so ago and she says that all she heard was screaming, glass breaking and the shower running." Harry's eyes widen, feeling a wave of worry and dread. "What?! You tell me this now?! Has she been hearing anything else?" The Fat Lady was silent for a minute before she shook her head. "Nope. All she hear is the water running." She said as Hermione walked over to stand by his side, hearing most of what has been said.
Harry cursed loudly, causing everyone to become silent. "Did Olga hear Annabelle say anything?" Once again, The Fat Lady got quiet before she nodded. "Yes. Something about...McLaggen and cheating." Harry gritted his teeth and looked over at Hermione. "Get Draco and meet back up at the prefect's dorm." She nodded and quickly bolted out of the Gryffindor common room to her own dorm. Thankfully it wasn't too far so she should be there soon. Harry quickly left the common room and raced over to the prefect's dorm. "Ann!" He yelled once he stepped into the said prefect's dorm. Silence. He ran towards the bathroom and to his horror, the door was locked. "Ann!" He smacked his hand against the door before he pressed his ear to the door to see if he could hear anything. All he could hear was the sound of the shower running.
"Harry!" He turned around to see Draco and Hermione running up the stairs. "Is she in there?" Harry shook his head. "I don't know. All I hear is the shower running." Draco and Hermione each took turns pounding against the door and called her name. Each time got the same results. Hermione whipped out her wand and pointed at the door, muttered 'Alohamora'. There was an audible click and they rushed into the bathroom. They were met with steam and moisture and Harry could see the bathroom mirror had a large crack on its reflective surface. "Ann!" Hermione yelled as she headed towards the running shower. There sitting on the floor was Annabelle, her knees were pulled up to her chest and her face was hiding against her knees as the water rained down on her. The three could see blood dripping from her bloodied fist onto the tiled shower floor, the water turning crimson as it went down the drain. Hermione quickly shut off the shower and draped a towel over her.
"Ann, come on wake up," Harry said as he gently shook her by the shoulder, hiding the growing concern for his sister. He didn't know if he should be happy or not when he saw her hand move and pushed his hand off her shoulder. "Leave me alone." She said, sounding almost lifeless as she kept her head down. "The hell with that. We aren't leaving so you should just spill it." Draco said as he made a large beach towel appear out of nowhere and laid it next to the shower as if he was making his point. The three sat down on the towel even though it was the most unsanitary place to sit. For the next few minutes, it was relatively quiet, except for the occasional drips of water coming from the showerhead.
"Ann, please talk to us. We want to help you." Harry practically pleaded with her. Annabelle just shook her head, still hiding her face against her knees. "Well, can I at least heal your hand? You're bleeding." Hermione asked gently, already drawing out her wand from her pant pocket. The trio watched Annabelle lift her head up a little to look at her busted hand and shook her head. "No. The pain reminds me how stupid I am." She said in that same deadpan voice. Harry had enough. He storms over and got down on his knees, uncaring if the floor was still wet and grabbed her by the arms, willing her to look up at him. "It was that bastard wasn't it? So what The Fat Lady said was true?" Annabelle looked up at her brother, her eyes red and puffy from crying so much. She was suddenly engulfed in a tight hug and her body shook as she wept against her brother's shoulder.
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"All that crying took a lot out of her. I gave her dreamless potion just in case." Hermione said as she exited Annabelle's bedroom, sighing softly. Harry nodded, deep in thought as he stared into the fire from his seat on the couch. Hermione sat next to Draco on the couch, the couple sharing worried looks as they stared at the closed room. Even though it has been a short amount of time, Draco already thought Annabelle was like a sister to him. Suddenly Olga appeared in the canvas on the other side of the portrait portal. "Mr. Potter, McLaggen is wanting access to come in. Shall I grant his permission." Harry's face hardened. "No. Whatever you do, don't grant him access ever." Olga gave a little bow of her head and disappeared back out to the outside. "What are you planning to do to him, Harry?"
"Word's haven't even been invented yet...Go find Blaise tomorrow and tell him what happened. McLaggen is going to wish he had never messed with this family." Draco had a dangerous smirk on his face. "Good. I'm dying to get my hands on him."
[A/N: What is going to happen next chapter? Are Draco and Harry going to team up with Blaise and seek revenge on McLaggen? Are Draco and Harry going to show what happens what you mess with the Malfoy/Black/Potter family? Can Annabelle get over this sad funk and show McLaggen what happens when you cheat on her? Stay tuned for the next chapter~]