AN: Alright, last one for the night, just had to get these ones in.
Chapter 11
I woke up in the hospital wing with Vix hovering over me. "You're awake! Oh my god I thought you were dead!"
"Vix," another familiar voice said, "she was breathing."
"I know, George, but still. She could have died!"
"There is no way she could have died from a concussion. Besides! She was only asleep for a few hours, way I heard it," George replied.
"Vix!" I said. "I'm not dead! Now would you please get over it? I sighed. "So what exactly did you hear, George, seeing as you know all?"
"Well, we heard that Quirrel dragged you down under the school as hostage while he looked for something hidden down there. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went down to stop Quirrel."
"Wait, Harry was there, but I didn't see either Ron or Hermione."
"They got held back at one of the obstacles. So Harry went alone," George continued. "He found you and stopped Quirrel from getting what he wanted, and you both got knocked out in the process. That's when Dumbledore found you. But I heard you put up quite a fight as well."
"Yeah, guess so," I replied vaguely.
"So," he continued. "You finally got over being a Malfoy? Decided that you'd do better on the good side?"
"What?" I asked.
"You helped Harry defeat Quirrel! That has to count for something! And it was pretty awesome, the way I heard it."
"Um... Yeah!" I said quickly. "I so helped him. I guess I'm just not as bad as my family," I lied.
"That's good," George said. "Maybe now you'll stop being such a bitch to us all."
"Nope," I replied. "That's just who I am."
o.O.o
Potter arrived back into the world of the living a few days later, and when he got to the common room, everyone wanted to congratulate him.
"Potter, great job on defeating Quirrel!" one boy said.
"Hey, you're going to be keeping the school safe for a while now, right?" a girl next to the boy asked.
"Congrats on getting out of there alive, Harry," George said. "I mean, Bex helped, but it was mainly you, wasn't it?"
"Bex helped?" Harry asked. Obviously he hadn't heard the rumors yet.
"Yeah. Everyone's been talking about it. How Quirrel kept her hostage and you both took him down?"
"That...that didn't happen!" Potter snapped. "Tell the truth, Rebecca!"
"Harry," I said, mockingly gently, "you're going to have to learn to share the glory one day. It might as well be today."
o.O.o
No one believed Harry when he told everyone what really happened under the school. He hated me, but everyone else loved me. Well, except the Slytherins, but they didn't count. Of course, I had to tell Draco what really happened, but he didn't tell anyone. He knew I needed to pretend to be a good girl in order to keep up the spying on Potter.
The sorting ceremony took place-I really think Dumbledore has a bit of favoritism going on in Gryffindor house, because he gave them total 170 points, making them beat Slytherin by ten. After the last feast of the year, Vix, the twins, and I all headed to the common room.
"Last day here," Vix said. "Promise me I'll see you over the summer!" she squealed at me.
"You do know who my dad is, right? That hasn't changed."
"Right. Well you at least have to write me!"
"I'll see what I can do," I assured her.
"Write us too, if you can," George added.
"You two provide the best amusement. Of course I will," I said.
We packed our things, Vix hugging me a million times goodbye, even though we still had the train ride home. She told me it was for later, since she had to pretend not to know me when we got to the train station and I went to find my dad.
The train ride home was quiet. No one really knew what to say, I guess. When we were about to get off, Vix hugged me one more time. Then we got off the train. I found my dad and saw he already had my brother with him. When he saw me, he glared.
I walked right up to him and spoke immediately. "I know you've heard what went on this year, but let me just say, 99% of it isn't true."
He still glared as he led us out of the train station. "We'll see," he said threateningly.
