"That son of a bitch, calling ME a whore…hell, no, I'm not a damn whore…" Caitlyn muttered, glaring into nothingness. She continued to put every curse she knew into every one of her sentences when Catherin groaned and hit her on the back of the head. "OW, BITCH."

"Pull yourself together, Caitlyn! They are just rumors! Doesn't mean they're true!" Caitlyn turned to her twin, her anger increasing by at least ten points.

"Just rumors? Just rumors? CATHERIN! Everybody thinks you're flunking, people think I'm some freak who cheats on her boyfriend for a kick, they think Gaia's being used for her body…DON'T YOU SEE? These freaking (she used a different word, but we like to substitute) rumors have to end!" Catherin whimpered; she hated it when Caitlyn got angry. Caitlyn's expression went from anger to fierce terror. She pulled her wand out from her robe pocket, twirling it in her hands. "I could always…ah…get rid of those bitches…" Catherin snatched the wand away, backing away from Caitlyn.

"No way. No ma'am. You will not even think about it." Catherin was treading on dangerous waters; she flashed back to a time in their second year when Caitlyn had gone out with Satoshi for a few days. It ended in a brutal getaway on the stairs by Satoshi and fifty points off from each House. Catherin extended her arm away from Caitlyn. Caitlyn had jumped on Catherin's back, clawing for her wand. "Caitlyn, you psycho! Stop it!" Catherin grabbed Caitlyn's wrists (which were threatening to choke Catherin) and pulled them off of her throat. She pushed Caitlyn away, tears stinging at the back of her eyes. "What the HELL is wrong with you?" She shrieked.

Caitlyn sat on the grass, sobbing. "Cath…stop it…stop keeping me from what I want…"

"You want to kill yourself?"

"If it stops George from liking me and these freaking rumors to stop, yes!"

Catherin looked down at Caitlyn sadly; throwing Caitlyn's wand on the ground, she turned on her heels and fled back to the castle. "Sometimes I don't know who you are, anymore, Caitlyn!" She called behind her.

Caitlyn stumbled to her feet, grabbing the wand off the ground. "If this is how you want it, -incarcerous!-" The ropes bound around Catherin, causing her to squeal and fall to the ground. "—then this is how you get it! Accio wand!" Catherin's wand flew from her pocket and into Caitlyn's hand. Catherin looked up at Caitlyn, the pain clearly etched in her eyes.

"Caitlyn, stop! We've never fought, and I don't want to start now…" Caitlyn laughed; it was high-pitched and evil sounding. "Lyn, these stupid dementors are getting to you! Go inside, release me…Please…" Caitlyn grinned maniacally. With a wave of her wand, the ropes uncoiled. She threw Catherin's wand as far as she could, smiling sickly.

"Fetch," was her last word. Catherin scurried to get her wand, letting her tears fall.

Caitlyn lay on her bed, facing the ceiling. She knew she had gone too far out there. Maybe she was cut out for Slytherin. For all she cared, someone could kill her right now. In fact, she mentally wished that someone would kill her. That Cho or Arietta or someone would just fire Avada Kedavra at her and get it over with. She wanted to be left alone. Why couldn't the world just go away? Leave her to mope over her feelings alone?

This could possibly count as the worst school year ever. George had feelings for her, Catherin and she was fighting, stupid rumors about her were flying around the school, the crazy dementors made the whole atmosphere gloomy, and Sirius Black was loose from Azkaban. Could it get any worse?

"Satoshi, I need help." A distressed Fred said one day during dinner. Satoshi, in the process of shoving a roll in his mouth, looked at Fred. "Caitlyn is…all screwed up. She's depressed, she's lost her cool…What do I do?" Satoshi chuckled.

"Fred, all you have to do is get the girl in bed. That'll make her feel better!" Fred glared at Satoshi, obviously finding this information useless. Satoshi put a finger to his chin, looking up at the ceiling. "Now, if you can get her pregnant, that'd be better…" Fred sighed.

"Satoshi…that won't work. I mean, she isn't like that. Yes, she may seem it…" Fred put his head in his hands. George swallowed. He knew he was to blame for this whole thing. He didn't look at Fred or Satoshi. Instead, he focused on talking to Lee to get it out of his head.

"How do you get away with that kind of thing?" Jeffrey inquired, turning to Satoshi.

"I'm a bloody orphan. I can do whatever the hell I want." Satoshi said with a hint of laughter in his voice. But in his eyes was sorrow. He blinked back tears, staring down at his plate.

"She's gone mental. I'm terrified of her." Fred muttered. Caitlyn slid onto the bench next to him, her expression blank.

"Afraid of whom." She stated. She didn't smile or anything; just a grim look to her face. It was obvious she hadn't slept: Her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, her face was free of makeup, her tie wasn't tied (it hung loose around her neck), her collar was popped on one side and folded down on the other, dark circles hung below her eyes. In other words, she was a mess.

Fred jumped when Caitlyn had sat down. She glared, as if planning the world's demise. Fred kissed her cheek gently, but she didn't react. "I asked, afraid of whom." She snarled, "Not for you to kiss my cheek." Fred moved away slightly, looking at Satoshi as if saying, "See?" Jeffrey put an arm around his cousin, smiling widely at her.

"Lyn, let's just leave it at 'someone you don't know'." Caitlyn glowered at him, causing him to remove his arm from Caitlyn's shoulder. Fred groaned, getting up from the bench and stomping off to his Common Room. Satoshi blinked after him, sighing.

"See what you've done, Caitlyn?" He joked, but it only made Caitlyn huff and get up as well.

"Shut up, bastard." She said, walking away. Satoshi sat in silence.

"Me? A bastard?" He muttered when she had gone from earshot. George gazed after Caitlyn, letting out a slow sigh.

"It's because of me. Ugh, I'm such an idiot!" He moaned.

"Wait…what did you do?" Satoshi said. A look of shock and terror ran across George's face.

"N-nothing! I just…" He ran his fingers through his red hair, "kissed her…" He murmured. If Satoshi had been drinking, he would've spit out whatever he was drinking. Instead, he dropped his fork. Jeffrey had dropped a whole goblet of pumpkin juice, spilling it all over the table.

"You WHAT? Bro, you can't just kiss your brother's girlfriend! Oh my god…" Satoshi coughed out. George face-palmed.

"I know! But I was…caught up in the moment. I was curious why Fred always snogs her…" Lee glanced at George, just now joining the conversation.

"What? You kissed Caitlyn? Oh my…" He said.

"I know, just shut the bloody hell up…" Satoshi tugged on a strand of his wavy brown hair, groaning.

"Everything is so screwed up right now."

"Tell me about it."