Sitra Kun Makundo - Chap. 6
By Clare

"Oi, Qwig!" Jo turned around with a scowl on her face, prepared to lash out at the attacker, who ever it was. She was surprised to see Keori DeMarsco, captain of the Quidditch team.

"Er, the first game of the season is tomorrow and, well..."

"What?"

"Um, we're replacing you with Janine Sivezé."

"WHAT! WHY?!?!?! I've been practicing since the beginning of term! You can't drop me now! And plus, Sivezé can't play for dragon fodder, and you know it."

Even though Keori knew that Janine couldn't play for dragon fodder, he was a captain and was bound to defend his choice.

"Don't go exploding on me! You're just a reserve now, and at least Sivezé doesn't go playing cruel tricks on innocents! Even if they re Gryffindor innocents!"

That was the last straw. She couldn't stand it! Flushing brightly red, she stormed down the hallway to the common room, ignoring Yasmin's little attempt to ask how she was.
"Why the hell do you care? Merlin, you're just like everyone."
She shut the metaphorical door on Yasmin's surprised face with a slam.

"She's a loud one, isn't she?" Malfoy strolled into the room an arrogant look on his face.

"What would you care?" She shifted uncomfortably. Malfoy always made her uneasy.

"It's interesting..." He paused, not answering her question "how one little comment can make someone take the blame." He looked smug and waited for Yasmin to reply.

"What do you mean?" She answered, suddenly alert.

"Oh...nothing. Just commenting on how your friend Jo was the perfect scapegoat for my little joke." He smiled craftily and left the room. Yasmin sat stock still, one hand covering her mouth in shock. Malfoy played the joke!? He had been borderline friendly to Hermione and her friends this year, but - her eyes hardened - it must have been a cover up. He probably trusted her not to tell for the fact that Jo and Yasmin hadn't spoken for two weeks and for the fact that Slytherins were secretive. Bad move, Malfoy. For once in your worthless life you screwed up, she thought. Steeling her she walked up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

Jo was there; laying her on her bed with her eyes closed and tear stains on her face. Yasmin tapped her on the shoulder. Jo blinked and opened her eyes, first looking surprised then angry at Yasmin's presence.

"What do you-"

"I know," she said, cutting her off, "who played the joke."