Chapter 18: What's Happening to Me?

A/N: This is one of the few chapters that is going to be in someone else's P.O.V. In this case, it's Percy's. Then it's going to finish in Harley's. So…enjoy, and Reviews are loved!

I looked at Harley as she walked out of the common room. Damian was smirking triumphantly.

"That was easier than I thought it would be." Damian said, stretching across the couch.

"What are you on about?" I demanded, glaring at him.

"Ask Harley out, stupid! She said yes!" Damian said, rolling his eyes.

I gaped and ran out of the common room as fast as I could.

I was mad. They all knew I liked Harley! How could that happen to me? It's not fair…just…not fair.

It wasn't fair that Penelope asked me out before I asked Harley out. It wasn't fair that Damian asked Harley out before I did. And it definitely wasn't fair that Harley said yes to him.

But then again, it made a lot of sense. Harley did seem upset that Penelope and I were going out. And Damian did get to her before I did. So…it did seem right.

I turned right and slowed down. I saw two Slytherin second years walking down the hall.

"Excuse me" I said to the two boys. They stopped and looked at me. One of them asked what I was doing, I told them that I was a prefect and that they had no business wandering the school at this time of night. Malfoy showed up and dragged them off. I went back to the tower and sat on the couch with my head in my hands, how could things get any worse. Oliver came in and sat next to me, more worried then I ever saw him.

"Hey, Perce," he said "I really think that you and I should get Harley and Crystal to become friends again."

I scoffed "Why the hell should I help Harley become friends with Crystal again? She called Harley a prat and took away her dagger and the book"

"Because," Oliver said, smirking as he pulled out a piece of parchment "if you don't…I don't think you'd want this," he thrust the parchment into my hands "to go around the school."

I gasped as a large lump formed in my throat. It was a picture of me kissing Harley on the cheek just before Christmas!

"How did you get this!" I demanded, resisting the urge to smack him.

"I have my ways. Now are you going to help me…or is this going to go around the school?"

I looked down at the picture, and felt a large pit in my stomach and my eyes stinging.

"You know, I could easily run off with this, Ollie. Nobody will believe you." I said, looking up and glaring at him.

"I have more than one copy, oh smart one, enough to put one copy in every classroom." Oliver said, smirking.

I gaped and thought about it. If Penelope knew about me kissing Harley, I'd be dead. But then again…if Damian saw this and Harley giggling in the picture, he'd dump her, driving her right into my arms again. But then again, they'd be broken because Penelope would kill me.

"All right! All right! You win, I'll help you!" I said after a while.

Oliver nodded and smirked "Good, Saturday, bring Harley to Lockhart's room, I'll bring Crystal."

At that moment, Harley barged in, slamming the door closed behind her.

"I hate that bitch!" she yelled as I hid the picture

Harley's POV

I stormed into the tower and slammed the door behind me, still fuming from what Crystal had said to me.

"I hate that bitch!" I yelled as I threw myself onto a couch.

"Well…I'm going to go…find Crystal." Oliver said as he walked out of the common room, brushing past…Crystal as he passed.

"What do you want, Crystal?" Percy and I demanded together, glaring at her.

"I thought you should know," Crystal said, glaring back at me "Hermione's in the hospital wing, she…had an incident with a spell and now she's part cat."

I looked at Percy and we burst into laughter at the same time.

"So Hermione turned herself into a cat girl?"I choked out through the fits of giggles.

"You know something?" Crystal snapped, glaring at me "You're really turning into a bitch! You're really going to laugh at a little girl who can't control her magic. You were in her place once!" she yelled, spinning on her heel and storming out of the room, her red and gold Gryffindor scarf whipping along behind her.

I glared at the door for a moment, then went for my dorms.

"I'll be back in a while." I said harshly making my way up the steps.

The first thing I did when I went up to my dorm was take my hairbrush and chuck it at the mirror in fury, relishing as it shattered.

How dare Crystal call me a bitch! She was the one acting bitchy, not me!

"Damn bitch." I hissed, clenching a fist and punching my pillow.

I smirked "I'm better than her." I told myself "I'm the one with the powers." I formed a fireball to prove my point, then doused it with water from my other hand. (I was getting pretty good at controlling other elements besides fire.) "I have the talent. And I have more friends than stupid Crystal."

Then, the smirk I had on my face faded as I looked down at a shard of the mirror. And I saw myself for the first time in a while.

That girl in the shard wasn't me! That girl was a bitch, pure evil, unlovable, a girl people would love to hate.

The real me was sure, a little evil, sassy, smart mouthed, and sarcastic. But she was nice about it. She wasn't…that girl in the mirror.

I pulled out my wand and repaired the mirror in a flash.

"What the hell is happening to me?" I whispered, looking at myself in the repaired mirror.