Title: Happy? Me? Of course...
A/N: Hello... I've been away for a while so I haven't been able to post this chapter. But here it is anyway. And now I'll be going away to England for three weeks, so don't expect the next chapter yet... Sorry... Next chapter will probably be the last. So please enjoy ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters... Guess who does? Oh, my... that's right... J. K. Rowling does...
Chapter nine: Back to the Hospital wing
Draco frowned as he watched the girl. He knew her! She was that... what's her name? M something... Miranda! That's it! She used to be friends with Ginny.
He was just about to tell her exactly what he thought about her, when Madame Pomfrey opened the door, and looked down at Draco.
"You may come in now, but DO NOT wake her up! She needs her sleep." The witch said tiredly.
Draco stood up and hurried inside. The first thing he saw when he entered the room, was his Ginny. Sleeping. Slowly, he walked up to her bed and sat down on a chair. He almost forgot to breathe as he watched her.
She was so beautiful, lying there. Her cheeks had lost its normal red colour, and she looked almost as pale as him!
That couldn't be good.
"Fuck Weasley, wake up..." he heard himself whisper. It my have sounded mean, but this was his way of showing that he cared. He took her hand in his, and squeezed it carefully.
And he stayed with her all night.
~*~*~*~
"Ron? Ron... wake up!" Hermione shook the redhead, trying to wake him up. She had just been at the library, as always on Saturdays mornings, when she had overheard something that sounded disturbingly like "You know that Weasley-girl? She's in the Hospital Wing! I saw Malfoy carry her!" She'd run directly to the Hospital Wing, and... yes, there she was! Ginny was lying, unconscious on a bed, with Malfoy on her side. And now Hermione was sitting on Ron's bedside.
"Come on Ron!"
Ron stirred, and opened his eyes.
"What is it?" He asked with a yawn.
"It's Ginny!" the girl said panicked.
Ron sighed. "What has she done this time?"
"Oh, Ron! Stop being so mean to your sister. Get dressed! We don't have any time to waste!" Hermione dragged him out of his bed, but unfortunately, his weight was too much for her to carry, and he fell to the floor with a thud.
"Ouch! Hermione, what's the matter? You come in here, wake me up, and then you push me out of my bed! An explanation would be nice, you know!" Ron said angrily, and glared at her.
"I told you! It's Ginny! She's in the hospital wing! With Malfoy!!" That was all Ron needed to hear. A minute later he was dressed and on his way to the Hospital Wing.
"Malfoy, you disgusting git! Get your hands of my sister!" Ron yelled threatening to Draco when he saw him sitting at his sister's bed.
Malfoy, who had been asleep with his head on Ginny's arm, shot his head up and gave the shouting boy a confused look.
Had he done anything wrong this time?
"Shut up Weasel, you're waking her up!" he hissed.
Ron stopped and looked at his baby sister. Malfoy had her hand in his, and someone had dressed her in her white nightdress, making her look even paler than she actually was. The heroic older brother forgot all about his hate for the disgusting Malfoy, and ran to his sister's side.
He pushed away Malfoy, and sat down on the floor, watching his sister. What had happened to her? Well, actually that wasn't really a big mystery. It was Malfoy's fault. It had to be! That seriously damaged... git had hurt his sister! Of course he had... And Ron had known all the time Malfoy wasn't good for her! Hadn't he tried to stop them from seeing each other? And hadn't he been right? Of course he had! This was it! Malfoy would never lay a hand on his sister again. Cause if he did...
"Draco?" Ron woke up from his thoughts as he heard a pathetic little voice whisper his archenemy's name.
It didn't even take Draco a second to be by her side again. "Ginny? You're awake!" He said relieved and took her hand again.
Ginny opened her eyes, and a weak smile appeared on her pale lips. "Yes... " She looked around the room, before her eyes finally stopped to rest on Draco's.
"Draco? Where am I? What happened?"
Draco squeezed her hand gently. "You're in the hospital wing, Ginny. Don't you remember last night?"
Ginny shook her head, but stopped. "Draco... my head hurts..." she mumbled, and closed her eyes. The pain Ron saw on Draco's face, made him stop and think for a second. Could it be that Malfoy the Git actually cared for Ginny? Even if he did, it really didn't matter. He would not let their relationship keep going.
Hermione, who had followed Ron, took this moment to go and get Madame Pomfrey.
Madame Pomfrey pushed Ron and Draco away, and checked Ginny's pulse.
"What's wrong with her?" Draco asked, trying not to sound too worried.
"She has swallowed way too much drugs. I must say, if you hadn't brought her in the moment you did, I'm not sure magic would've worked on her."
Ron hated to admit it, but Malfoy had saved his sister. Did he have to thank him now?
"Now, everybody get out! She needs to rest." The older witch said and gave Ginny some water to drink.
"But I just woke up!" Ginny protested, but Madame Pomfrey just shook her head.
"Sleep is the only cure I can give you right now! So you will sleep." Madame Pomfrey stated.
Ron and Hermione stood up, mumbled good-bye to Ginny, and left the room. But Draco still sat by her side, not wanting to leave just yet. Ginny gave him a weak smile, and turned to Madame Pomfrey.
"Please Madame Pomfrey, can Draco stay? I've been sleeping for hours, and really, I'm not tired." Ginny said, pleading.
Seeing that Madame Pomfrey still hesitated, she added "I could really use someone to talk to... it's really lonely in here..."
Madame Pomfrey frowned, "Fine! But not too long! The headmaster wants a word with you later, and I don't want you falling asleep then."
"I promise."
"You get lonely, huh?" Draco asked when Madame Pomfrey had left the couple alone.
"Yea... kind of" Ginny said, blushing.
Draco liked when she blushed. Especially that cute kind of blush that always came after him saying something about the two of them. That meant that she liked him, not hated him... nor was disgusted by him... no, that meant that she liked him. Even loved him. There was no better feeling in the world than feeling loved by her. It made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. A feeling he'd never felt before.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ginny suddenly asked. He had been staring at her for the last couples of minutes, and it was making her nervous, for some reason. Draco shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts. And his answer didn't come out the way he wanted to.
"No reason." He said just a coldly as if he had talked to Ron or someone else he didn't like.
Ginny sighed. "Oh, great... I was wondering when the Real Draco Malfoy would show up." She muttered and turned away from him.
Before Draco could defend himself, Ginny continued. "Draco, are you ever going to tell me why you're so cold to everyone? I mean, sure you're a Slytherin, but there must be some more reason.
Draco just kept silent. He could try and explain everything to her, about why he was the way he was, but she wouldn't understand! Of course she wouldn't! She'd lived a whole different life than he had, and for her to understand that was asking way too much from her.
He took the safe way out of it.
"You need your sleep. I might come and check on you later." And with that, he left the redhead all alone, with a lot of confused thoughts going through her mind.
~*~*~*~
"I'm afraid, Ms Williams, that your punishment will be much harder on you this time." Professor McGonagall said. She sounded serious, more serious than Desdemona ever had heard her before. She was in Professor Dumbledore's office with the headmaster himself and Professor McGonagall. The amused twinkle in the headmaster's eyes was gone, and only that made Desdemona lose her hope.
She swallowed nervously, and looked down at her hands. This wasn't how it was supposed to go! How did she get caught? Who told on her? And what was wrong with the drugs she had put in her butterbeer? The drugs were supposed to erase her memory of the night!
Dumbledore moved some papers on his desk, and sighed. What made this girl go to the extreme actions of those she had? She had used drugs on another student, just for revenge.
"We would like to give you another chance, but I'm not so sure we can do that. You did an awful thing, I hope you're aware of that." McGonagall said.
Desdemona blushed furiously. An awful thing? Hardly! If he only knew what Ginny had done to her! She had.... She had... she hadn't really done anything, but it was so unfair! Why did she get punished just because that little bitch couldn't say "no"?! Ginny had her own free will, dammnit! That wasn't her fault! If Ginny had wanted to say no to Desdemona, she could've just done it. No one was going to make this Desdemona's fault. And what about Miranda? She'd been with her all along! Miranda was just as guilty as her! It wasn't her fault! It wasn't!
Dumbledore shook his head sadly. He could only think of one way to solve this.
"Ms. Williams, We will have to transfer you to another school. Now wait before you protest! My very dear friend Ms. Ameni, is the headmistress of the school, and I'm sure you'll get all help you need there."
Desdemona looked shocked. Transferred? To another school? This couldn't be happening...
"What about Miranda? She's just as guilty as I am!" Desdemona tried desperately. If she was going down, she wasn't going alone.
"We will deal with her too. But Please understand Ms. Williams, we're not doing this to see you suffer. We're doing this because we think you might find you like it better there. We will also help you get in contact with someone you can talk to about this. Now, we have talked to your parents, and they're on their way here. You will start in the other school in one week." McGonagall said, and that was the end of that discussion.
It didn't matter how much Desdemona protested, Dumbledore and McGonagall had made up their minds. She had to leave Hogwarts.
~*~*~*~
A couple of days later, Ginny were released from the Hospital wing. Draco hadn't been visiting her anymore, and the only visitors she had had were Ron, Hermione and Harry.
Harry had left her roses. He said they matched her beautiful hair. Ginny had blushed and thanked him, but she really didn't understand where his sudden affection for her had come from. And honestly, she didn't want it either.
She walked slowly up to the common room. She said the password to the painting, and climbed inside.
The common room were crowded by students studying or just relaxing after a hard school day, and no one noticed when Ginny walked in. She tried to ignore the sudden feeling on loneliness, but it was hard not to feel lonely when everybody around her were laughing together with his or her friends. Everyone, except for one. Ginny stopped and looked at the lonely girl in the corner. It was weird seeing her that way. Usually she was surrounded by tons of guys, drooling after her. She used to be so conscious, always laughing at something. Now, she was sitting alone in a corner, reading a book. There were no boys drooling after her, and she looked sad.
Ginny tried not to feel sorry for her, but couldn't stop herself. She walked up to the girl and sat down beside her.
"Hi Miranda." She said quietly.
Miranda looked up, and her eyes widened in surprise as she saw whom it was, talking to her.
"Ginny? When did they let you out of the Hospital wing?"
"Just a few minutes ago... I heard... I heard you were the one who told Draco where to find me."
"Oh... Yea, I did."
"I guess I should thank you, then." Ginny said, but Miranda could hear on her voice that she really didn't want to.
"No, please don't. That was the least I could after... after everything." Miranda said and looked down on her book. God, she was ashamed.
It felt weird, sitting there next to Ginny. They'd been friends, or whatever it was called, for so long, and there'd never been awkward silences between them before. Of course, that could be because Ginny was almost always quiet around Miranda and Desdemona. But still, it was weird. It was like they didn't even know each other.
Miranda stood up abruptly.
"I have to go... Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall wanted to talk to me." She said and left the common room as fast as she could.
"Bye..." Ginny mumbled after her, and made her way up to their dorm.
~*~*~*~
Miranda came back an hour later. She had never been so nervous in her whole life as she was when she walked to Dumbledore's office... or wait, she had. She'd been that nervous when she had gone and looked for Malfoy. But that too, had ended happily. She hadn't been expelled! She was still allowed at Hogwarts, but her old punishment was still valid. They had said that since she had come to her senses by the end of the night, and helped save Ginny, that that showed great courage. Miranda thought that was bullshit, she deserved a worse punishment. But when she had protested, they had just told her to calm down. They thought it was nice that she wasn't as egoistic anymore, but she would learn a big lesson out of this. And that was punishment enough... along with her detentions.
They wouldn't tell her what had happened to Desdemona though. And Desdemona wouldn't tell Miranda what her punishment for that horrible night was.
Miranda opened the door to the fifth girl's dorm, and stopped suddenly. Both Ginny and Desdemona was in there, and Desdemona were packing her bags! All her clothes were thrown all over the room, and all her books were on her bed.
"Dess... what are you doing?" Miranda asked, shocked.
Desdemona glared at her, but didn't answer. Miranda turned to Ginny.
"What's happening?" She mouthed.
Ginny sat on her bed, looking at Desdemona with big eyes. She just shrugged and kept looking at the happening.
Miranda walked over to Desdemona and grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stop and look at Miranda.
"Dess! Calm down! What are you doing? Are you going away?"
Desdemona pushed her away.
"I'm not talking to you! And I mean the both of you! You have both destroyed my life!" She yelled in a shrill tone.
Miranda sat down next to Ginny. "I think you pretty much destroyed it yourself, Dess..." Miranda mumbled. "And either way, it's not destroyed. Now, can't you tell me what Dumbledore and McGonagall told you?"
"I did not destroy my own life! I'm not stupid! You did!" she said, and pointed at Ginny, who blushed and tried to make herself invisible again. "Because of you that fucking headmaster is forcing me to transfer to another school!"
Ginny blinked. "W-what?"
"You're transferring?" Miranda said and sounded as shocked as Ginny felt.
"Indeed I am!"
"Oh... " Miranda couldn't help but feel a bit relieved. If Desdemona transferred, that meant Miranda would be free to do exactly what she wanted. Desdemona had way too much influence on her. But it wasn't of course all Desdemona's fault, but it felt good to just be able to lay the guilt on her.
"And, they're making me go to an psychologist!" Desdemona yelled.
"B-but... maybe that's good for you... to get away from all of this..." Ginny said quietly.
"Oh, shut up, will you? If it wasn't for you, none of this would've happened!"
Ginny blushed again, and decided to just keep quiet. She couldn't change Desdemona's mind anyway.
"So... when are you leaving?" Miranda asked cautiously.
"Tomorrow." Desdemona said, and sat down on her bed.
They didn't talk much for the rest of the evening. It wasn't really necessary. They had said everything needed to be said, and they wouldn't miss each other once Desdemona left. Desdemona's transferring would give all of them the possibility to start all over again.
~*~*~*~
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A/N: Hello... I've been away for a while so I haven't been able to post this chapter. But here it is anyway. And now I'll be going away to England for three weeks, so don't expect the next chapter yet... Sorry... Next chapter will probably be the last. So please enjoy ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters... Guess who does? Oh, my... that's right... J. K. Rowling does...
Chapter nine: Back to the Hospital wing
Draco frowned as he watched the girl. He knew her! She was that... what's her name? M something... Miranda! That's it! She used to be friends with Ginny.
He was just about to tell her exactly what he thought about her, when Madame Pomfrey opened the door, and looked down at Draco.
"You may come in now, but DO NOT wake her up! She needs her sleep." The witch said tiredly.
Draco stood up and hurried inside. The first thing he saw when he entered the room, was his Ginny. Sleeping. Slowly, he walked up to her bed and sat down on a chair. He almost forgot to breathe as he watched her.
She was so beautiful, lying there. Her cheeks had lost its normal red colour, and she looked almost as pale as him!
That couldn't be good.
"Fuck Weasley, wake up..." he heard himself whisper. It my have sounded mean, but this was his way of showing that he cared. He took her hand in his, and squeezed it carefully.
And he stayed with her all night.
~*~*~*~
"Ron? Ron... wake up!" Hermione shook the redhead, trying to wake him up. She had just been at the library, as always on Saturdays mornings, when she had overheard something that sounded disturbingly like "You know that Weasley-girl? She's in the Hospital Wing! I saw Malfoy carry her!" She'd run directly to the Hospital Wing, and... yes, there she was! Ginny was lying, unconscious on a bed, with Malfoy on her side. And now Hermione was sitting on Ron's bedside.
"Come on Ron!"
Ron stirred, and opened his eyes.
"What is it?" He asked with a yawn.
"It's Ginny!" the girl said panicked.
Ron sighed. "What has she done this time?"
"Oh, Ron! Stop being so mean to your sister. Get dressed! We don't have any time to waste!" Hermione dragged him out of his bed, but unfortunately, his weight was too much for her to carry, and he fell to the floor with a thud.
"Ouch! Hermione, what's the matter? You come in here, wake me up, and then you push me out of my bed! An explanation would be nice, you know!" Ron said angrily, and glared at her.
"I told you! It's Ginny! She's in the hospital wing! With Malfoy!!" That was all Ron needed to hear. A minute later he was dressed and on his way to the Hospital Wing.
"Malfoy, you disgusting git! Get your hands of my sister!" Ron yelled threatening to Draco when he saw him sitting at his sister's bed.
Malfoy, who had been asleep with his head on Ginny's arm, shot his head up and gave the shouting boy a confused look.
Had he done anything wrong this time?
"Shut up Weasel, you're waking her up!" he hissed.
Ron stopped and looked at his baby sister. Malfoy had her hand in his, and someone had dressed her in her white nightdress, making her look even paler than she actually was. The heroic older brother forgot all about his hate for the disgusting Malfoy, and ran to his sister's side.
He pushed away Malfoy, and sat down on the floor, watching his sister. What had happened to her? Well, actually that wasn't really a big mystery. It was Malfoy's fault. It had to be! That seriously damaged... git had hurt his sister! Of course he had... And Ron had known all the time Malfoy wasn't good for her! Hadn't he tried to stop them from seeing each other? And hadn't he been right? Of course he had! This was it! Malfoy would never lay a hand on his sister again. Cause if he did...
"Draco?" Ron woke up from his thoughts as he heard a pathetic little voice whisper his archenemy's name.
It didn't even take Draco a second to be by her side again. "Ginny? You're awake!" He said relieved and took her hand again.
Ginny opened her eyes, and a weak smile appeared on her pale lips. "Yes... " She looked around the room, before her eyes finally stopped to rest on Draco's.
"Draco? Where am I? What happened?"
Draco squeezed her hand gently. "You're in the hospital wing, Ginny. Don't you remember last night?"
Ginny shook her head, but stopped. "Draco... my head hurts..." she mumbled, and closed her eyes. The pain Ron saw on Draco's face, made him stop and think for a second. Could it be that Malfoy the Git actually cared for Ginny? Even if he did, it really didn't matter. He would not let their relationship keep going.
Hermione, who had followed Ron, took this moment to go and get Madame Pomfrey.
Madame Pomfrey pushed Ron and Draco away, and checked Ginny's pulse.
"What's wrong with her?" Draco asked, trying not to sound too worried.
"She has swallowed way too much drugs. I must say, if you hadn't brought her in the moment you did, I'm not sure magic would've worked on her."
Ron hated to admit it, but Malfoy had saved his sister. Did he have to thank him now?
"Now, everybody get out! She needs to rest." The older witch said and gave Ginny some water to drink.
"But I just woke up!" Ginny protested, but Madame Pomfrey just shook her head.
"Sleep is the only cure I can give you right now! So you will sleep." Madame Pomfrey stated.
Ron and Hermione stood up, mumbled good-bye to Ginny, and left the room. But Draco still sat by her side, not wanting to leave just yet. Ginny gave him a weak smile, and turned to Madame Pomfrey.
"Please Madame Pomfrey, can Draco stay? I've been sleeping for hours, and really, I'm not tired." Ginny said, pleading.
Seeing that Madame Pomfrey still hesitated, she added "I could really use someone to talk to... it's really lonely in here..."
Madame Pomfrey frowned, "Fine! But not too long! The headmaster wants a word with you later, and I don't want you falling asleep then."
"I promise."
"You get lonely, huh?" Draco asked when Madame Pomfrey had left the couple alone.
"Yea... kind of" Ginny said, blushing.
Draco liked when she blushed. Especially that cute kind of blush that always came after him saying something about the two of them. That meant that she liked him, not hated him... nor was disgusted by him... no, that meant that she liked him. Even loved him. There was no better feeling in the world than feeling loved by her. It made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. A feeling he'd never felt before.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ginny suddenly asked. He had been staring at her for the last couples of minutes, and it was making her nervous, for some reason. Draco shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts. And his answer didn't come out the way he wanted to.
"No reason." He said just a coldly as if he had talked to Ron or someone else he didn't like.
Ginny sighed. "Oh, great... I was wondering when the Real Draco Malfoy would show up." She muttered and turned away from him.
Before Draco could defend himself, Ginny continued. "Draco, are you ever going to tell me why you're so cold to everyone? I mean, sure you're a Slytherin, but there must be some more reason.
Draco just kept silent. He could try and explain everything to her, about why he was the way he was, but she wouldn't understand! Of course she wouldn't! She'd lived a whole different life than he had, and for her to understand that was asking way too much from her.
He took the safe way out of it.
"You need your sleep. I might come and check on you later." And with that, he left the redhead all alone, with a lot of confused thoughts going through her mind.
~*~*~*~
"I'm afraid, Ms Williams, that your punishment will be much harder on you this time." Professor McGonagall said. She sounded serious, more serious than Desdemona ever had heard her before. She was in Professor Dumbledore's office with the headmaster himself and Professor McGonagall. The amused twinkle in the headmaster's eyes was gone, and only that made Desdemona lose her hope.
She swallowed nervously, and looked down at her hands. This wasn't how it was supposed to go! How did she get caught? Who told on her? And what was wrong with the drugs she had put in her butterbeer? The drugs were supposed to erase her memory of the night!
Dumbledore moved some papers on his desk, and sighed. What made this girl go to the extreme actions of those she had? She had used drugs on another student, just for revenge.
"We would like to give you another chance, but I'm not so sure we can do that. You did an awful thing, I hope you're aware of that." McGonagall said.
Desdemona blushed furiously. An awful thing? Hardly! If he only knew what Ginny had done to her! She had.... She had... she hadn't really done anything, but it was so unfair! Why did she get punished just because that little bitch couldn't say "no"?! Ginny had her own free will, dammnit! That wasn't her fault! If Ginny had wanted to say no to Desdemona, she could've just done it. No one was going to make this Desdemona's fault. And what about Miranda? She'd been with her all along! Miranda was just as guilty as her! It wasn't her fault! It wasn't!
Dumbledore shook his head sadly. He could only think of one way to solve this.
"Ms. Williams, We will have to transfer you to another school. Now wait before you protest! My very dear friend Ms. Ameni, is the headmistress of the school, and I'm sure you'll get all help you need there."
Desdemona looked shocked. Transferred? To another school? This couldn't be happening...
"What about Miranda? She's just as guilty as I am!" Desdemona tried desperately. If she was going down, she wasn't going alone.
"We will deal with her too. But Please understand Ms. Williams, we're not doing this to see you suffer. We're doing this because we think you might find you like it better there. We will also help you get in contact with someone you can talk to about this. Now, we have talked to your parents, and they're on their way here. You will start in the other school in one week." McGonagall said, and that was the end of that discussion.
It didn't matter how much Desdemona protested, Dumbledore and McGonagall had made up their minds. She had to leave Hogwarts.
~*~*~*~
A couple of days later, Ginny were released from the Hospital wing. Draco hadn't been visiting her anymore, and the only visitors she had had were Ron, Hermione and Harry.
Harry had left her roses. He said they matched her beautiful hair. Ginny had blushed and thanked him, but she really didn't understand where his sudden affection for her had come from. And honestly, she didn't want it either.
She walked slowly up to the common room. She said the password to the painting, and climbed inside.
The common room were crowded by students studying or just relaxing after a hard school day, and no one noticed when Ginny walked in. She tried to ignore the sudden feeling on loneliness, but it was hard not to feel lonely when everybody around her were laughing together with his or her friends. Everyone, except for one. Ginny stopped and looked at the lonely girl in the corner. It was weird seeing her that way. Usually she was surrounded by tons of guys, drooling after her. She used to be so conscious, always laughing at something. Now, she was sitting alone in a corner, reading a book. There were no boys drooling after her, and she looked sad.
Ginny tried not to feel sorry for her, but couldn't stop herself. She walked up to the girl and sat down beside her.
"Hi Miranda." She said quietly.
Miranda looked up, and her eyes widened in surprise as she saw whom it was, talking to her.
"Ginny? When did they let you out of the Hospital wing?"
"Just a few minutes ago... I heard... I heard you were the one who told Draco where to find me."
"Oh... Yea, I did."
"I guess I should thank you, then." Ginny said, but Miranda could hear on her voice that she really didn't want to.
"No, please don't. That was the least I could after... after everything." Miranda said and looked down on her book. God, she was ashamed.
It felt weird, sitting there next to Ginny. They'd been friends, or whatever it was called, for so long, and there'd never been awkward silences between them before. Of course, that could be because Ginny was almost always quiet around Miranda and Desdemona. But still, it was weird. It was like they didn't even know each other.
Miranda stood up abruptly.
"I have to go... Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall wanted to talk to me." She said and left the common room as fast as she could.
"Bye..." Ginny mumbled after her, and made her way up to their dorm.
~*~*~*~
Miranda came back an hour later. She had never been so nervous in her whole life as she was when she walked to Dumbledore's office... or wait, she had. She'd been that nervous when she had gone and looked for Malfoy. But that too, had ended happily. She hadn't been expelled! She was still allowed at Hogwarts, but her old punishment was still valid. They had said that since she had come to her senses by the end of the night, and helped save Ginny, that that showed great courage. Miranda thought that was bullshit, she deserved a worse punishment. But when she had protested, they had just told her to calm down. They thought it was nice that she wasn't as egoistic anymore, but she would learn a big lesson out of this. And that was punishment enough... along with her detentions.
They wouldn't tell her what had happened to Desdemona though. And Desdemona wouldn't tell Miranda what her punishment for that horrible night was.
Miranda opened the door to the fifth girl's dorm, and stopped suddenly. Both Ginny and Desdemona was in there, and Desdemona were packing her bags! All her clothes were thrown all over the room, and all her books were on her bed.
"Dess... what are you doing?" Miranda asked, shocked.
Desdemona glared at her, but didn't answer. Miranda turned to Ginny.
"What's happening?" She mouthed.
Ginny sat on her bed, looking at Desdemona with big eyes. She just shrugged and kept looking at the happening.
Miranda walked over to Desdemona and grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stop and look at Miranda.
"Dess! Calm down! What are you doing? Are you going away?"
Desdemona pushed her away.
"I'm not talking to you! And I mean the both of you! You have both destroyed my life!" She yelled in a shrill tone.
Miranda sat down next to Ginny. "I think you pretty much destroyed it yourself, Dess..." Miranda mumbled. "And either way, it's not destroyed. Now, can't you tell me what Dumbledore and McGonagall told you?"
"I did not destroy my own life! I'm not stupid! You did!" she said, and pointed at Ginny, who blushed and tried to make herself invisible again. "Because of you that fucking headmaster is forcing me to transfer to another school!"
Ginny blinked. "W-what?"
"You're transferring?" Miranda said and sounded as shocked as Ginny felt.
"Indeed I am!"
"Oh... " Miranda couldn't help but feel a bit relieved. If Desdemona transferred, that meant Miranda would be free to do exactly what she wanted. Desdemona had way too much influence on her. But it wasn't of course all Desdemona's fault, but it felt good to just be able to lay the guilt on her.
"And, they're making me go to an psychologist!" Desdemona yelled.
"B-but... maybe that's good for you... to get away from all of this..." Ginny said quietly.
"Oh, shut up, will you? If it wasn't for you, none of this would've happened!"
Ginny blushed again, and decided to just keep quiet. She couldn't change Desdemona's mind anyway.
"So... when are you leaving?" Miranda asked cautiously.
"Tomorrow." Desdemona said, and sat down on her bed.
They didn't talk much for the rest of the evening. It wasn't really necessary. They had said everything needed to be said, and they wouldn't miss each other once Desdemona left. Desdemona's transferring would give all of them the possibility to start all over again.
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