Chapter 14
Systematic, Sympathetic, Quite Pathetic, Apologetic, Paramedic, Your Heart Is Prosthetic.

"Who the hell knows this stuff?" I said, throwing my notes all over the floor. I switched studying partners for a while, and I was going over my note relentlessly with Draco and Pansy in the Common Room. I was getting sick and tired of studying, and getting rather disgusted by Pansy's stupid answers to every question we asked her. And I thought Jade was thick! While Pansy shrugged at my question, Draco answer quickly.
"I bet I know one Mudblood who does..."
"Hey, I don't want to hear that." I said back, glaring at him. I went back to my textbook as Pansy looked over to Draco.
"I thought you were done with the Golden Trio ever since we found them making Dumbledore's pathetic army?" Pansy said, her eyebrow raised while they both watched me.
"I just don't want to hear anymore of your Mudblood crap, it's annoying." I said, quick to cover my own flaw. Draco rolled his eyes and looked back at his book. I shot Pansy a cold glare and stood up with my book in hand. "I'm going to have a nap, see you later." I grabbed my book bag from the floor and went up the stairs to the dorm. Stupid Pansy, never like her anyways.

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I pounded up the stairs to the Great Hall, while my heart practically stopped. "Stupid alarm clocks!" I cursed as I skidded down the hall to make a turn. I finally made it to the Front Hall, on to fall to the floor with a thump.
"Oh dear, are you alright?" someone said as I sat on the ground moaning. I looked up to see an older witch with one giant suitcase, and about 5 more witches and wizards behind her.
"Don't worry, I'll live." I said back, getting up to my feet once more."I'm so, so sorry. I should have watched where I was going." My cheeks were growing hotter as I continued to speak, and as she smiled I began to walk towards the entrance of the Great Hall, I heard her speak once more.
"Wait Miss. Would you happen to know where the Headmistress is?" The one witch asked, and finally it dawned on me. Holy Crap! It's the examiners!
"Well, she should be in the Great Hall, I could go get her for you if you'd like?" I asked, taking an extra step back towards them.
"That would be great, Miss..."
"Sherry, Rebecca Sherry. I'll be one moment." I said smiling. Way to sound like James Bond you retard. I walked into the Great Hall, and all the other students were eating. I continued down the middle towards the staff table, and directly towards Umbridge. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry and Hermione look up at me strangely, as of course Ron stuffed his face. I looked back at Umbrigde, who was in her high chair, as Filch and Mrs. Norris stood by her side.
"Can I help you Rebecca?" She said, staring me down.
"Professor," I whispered so no one else could hear but her, "the examiners are here." She seemed flustered all the sudden, as she stood up quickly to walk out the Great Hall.
"Come help me with their bags." she insisted, as I began to follow her. Isn't that what magic is for? I shook my head, and on the way back, I hit Harry in the back.
"The Examiner's are here, get up!" I whispered from the corner of my mouth. Harry hit Ron and they all got up to follow us out of the Great Hall.

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"Did you hear what that one examiner said about Dumbledore?" I questioned Harry, shortly after Umbrigde escorted the examiners to their rooms.
"Wonder if she knows where he went?" Ron asked the three of us.
"I think she was just adding how great of a wizard he was, not necessarily where he is." Hermione said. We all sat to think about it, until students started coming out of the Great Hall.
"Well, dinner's over. I should probably get going back, there's plenty more studying to do." I said nodding at the three goodbyes that followed me down the hallway, as I pasted half the school on my way to the dungeons.

As I turned down a silent hallway, Draco stepped out from a dark corridor.
"Not very discreet are you Sherry?" he asked in a sinister voice. I tried walking past him but he kept blocking my way.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said back, and finally pushed past him. My legs went as fast as they could, but he still caught back up to me.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about! Don't play little miss innocent. 'I don't hang around Potter', does that much change in a few hours? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were always helping Golden Boy-"
"Well you don't know any better do you?" I sneered back at him. "I think you should keep your nose out of my business, before I go into yours." I pushed him out of the way and began walking again, until he continued.
"Rennison was right about you; you're playing both sides." I skidding to a halt, and turned back around to face him.
"What?" I said loudly, and he walked towards me, until he was looking down at me.
"You heard me, and you know I'm right-"
"Don't you DARE begin to think you actually know me! When have you ever got off your damn high horse to take a look for yourself? You sit on your ass while everyone else does the work for you! But I couldn't possibly blame you," I said, my jaw locking and my eyes glaring, "the apple didn't fall far from the tree did it?" I said, spitting the last part at him. I took one step back, still facing him, still glaring at him. He didn't move a muscle, until I saw his fist clenched. "What are you going to do, hit me? Go on then! Hit me right here, I dare you!" I yelled, turning my cheek towards him. He never moved, until he broke his gaze from me. I turned back to look at him, and shook my head. "You are nothing but a coward." I said finally, and I turned back towards the dungeons.
I walked slowly down the hall, and before I could down anything else, I was grabbed by the arm and pulled around. I was about to yell, until Draco punched me on the left side of my mouth.
I moaned loudly, as pain soaked my face quickly. I was hardly breathing, but that didn't concern me at the moment. My face burned, and I felt like crying, or screaming. I stared at the ground as though I couldn't move any part of my body. I finally looked up at Draco, still standing in front of me with his fists clenched, and I brought my hand up to the side of my mouth. I glared at him once more, as I casually swiped my burning jaw and wiped the dripping blood from the corner of my mouth. There wasn't much, but it sure felt like it.
I pulled my hand back in front of me, and once I broke my glance from Draco, I looked down at my hand, and at the blood. It looked like liquid silk compared to my skin as it rolled down my fingertips to my palm. I could feel the pulse in my face where he hit me, and I looked back at him while I laughed sarcastically through the pain.
"So I was right, you can't take getting made fun of." I said, while pain and angry between every pause.
"I am not my father." he said, barely audible.
"No, you are worse." I said, and without another word, I turned towards the dungeons and walked away quickly.