AN: Written for round three of the Quidditch League Competition

"Roxy, we're leaving."

Cries my brother from downstairs. I tried to stop the flood of tears running down my face. I can hear my brother coming up the stairs.

"Roxy?" He calls again.

My tears won't stop, the memories of his betrayal won't leave my mind. I get up slowly off and often floor and look in the mirror. I have tear stains going down my face, they'll know something is wrong.

"You go" I manage the memories fading away for now and my voice calming slightly. "I'm not feeling well."

"You sure, we could stay home Roxy."

I hear the worry in my brother's voice, I hate worrying him, and lying to him, but if I told him the truth he'd be even more worried.

"Yeah, all just take a nap."

He hesitates for a minute before responding "All right, you know where we'll be if you need anything."

He goes downstairs presumably to tell my parents why I'm not down there with him. And then leave. Of course I know where they're going and I for no reason am going anywhere near his house. I unlocked the bathroom door and made my way to my room. My feet carried me to my bed and I tumbled into the mass of blankets and pillows. I trace the designs on my wall with my eyes freeze them a fall on a picture I thought I had gotten rid of. Before I can look away the memories overtake my mind.

I'm walking down the whole all the lights are off. Suddenly I am lying on the ground and then someone is pulling me off the ground by my arms.

"What's all Weasel doing out here at night all alone?" Sneers a voice.

I mentally curse. "None of your business." I spit.

The hands all my arms taken in two more people step out of the shadows Zambini and a tense up. No, he wouldn't, I'm seeing things, I must be.

"Let go of me" I plead.

"Why would we do that sweetheart?"

"Nott!" I warn.

He laughs. Zambini fires a cutting curse at my lower left leg I flinch as the blood runs down my leg.

"Come on Xavier." Says Nott. "Your turn."

I look into his eyes, the ones that mere hours and ago held warmth and comfort now held pain and regret. I beg with him my eyes, in a way that is only taught by years of friendship, to not curse me. My best friend since first year now has me at wand point. Why did she do this, he swore he never would! I'm fighting down two years, not from physical pain or the emotional heartbreak of his betrayal. When a new light appears in his eyes I know there is no changing his mind. I think just as the again of cutting terse hits my rank although this time it is the other one. Not laughs and lets go of me. I tumbled to the floor the pain in my legs and my emotional state just too much. I glare at Xav- no Malfoy as I remember one of the first things he told me.

The greatest insult is to be called a traitor for it means you have been a coward. I swear to you right now I will never betray you. Nott and Zambini leave laughing. once they've rounded the corner Xa- Malfoy steps towards me.

"Roxy-" He starts.

"Leave me alone." I say standing up and starting to walk towards the hospital wing.

Before I got far though I turned around in spit.

"Traitor."

Then spin around and don't look back.

I jolted back to reality when I heard the floo flare up. Who would that be? Everyone, all my aunts, uncles, cousins, both my parents, my brother and most of my friends are all of the Malfoy's. I silently slide under my covers and pretend to be asleep. I hear a tentative knock on my door.

"Roxy?"

You have got to be kidding me! What is he doing here? I heard my door slowly creep open and saw footsteps walk across my room. I can feel the bed seemed as he sat down and then muffled sniffles, no he never cries, why was he crying now?

"I'm so sorry Roxy."

He says his voice thick with the motions.

" I didn't want to, I swear, I'd never want to hurt you, but they said if I didn't come and participate they'd kill you."

He sighs.

"I tried to tell you right after, you know, I wasn't expecting you to forgive me easily but when you call me a traitor I realize exactly what I'd done. And you are right I was a traitor."

He takes another deep breath.

"When I asked why you weren't there your parents said you were not feeling well I knew that you had lied, that you had stayed home because you just didn't want to see me. I miss you Roxy I miss my best friend, those last two weeks before break or hell. I-I-"

He breaks down sobbing.

"I'm so sorry Roxy, I was just trying to keep you alive, I realize now that I should have kept you unharmed."

He gets up to leave but I grab his hand and pull him down beside me.

"You heard all that?" He asks.

I opened my eyes and smiled at him.

"Maybe." I say.

"Roxy I am sorry." He says.

"I know," I reply.

He stares at me for a minute. "You never were planning on coming were you?"

"How could you tell?" I ask

"You didn't do your hair." He says with a smirk.

"Well," I say "what's the point in looking cute if you can show it off."

I smile glad he had a reason and happy that it made sense. Because I was missing my best friend too. I understand why he did it, I most likely would have done the same but I wouldn't have given him a scar. And of course, I'd never tell him that his curse went deep enough to scar he already feels guilty enough.

"Are you going to accompany me back?" He asks.

I think about it for a minute.

"Sure," I eventually replied, "give me 5 minutes."

I get up and go to my closet to grab an outfit then go to my bathroom to change. It may take a while but I bet by the end of the break, Xavier and I will be glued at the hip again.