Meanwhile, Melody was TRYING to sweet talk Jessika.
"Hey Jessie," she called over the busy corridor.
"Oh, um.. Hi Melody," was the meek reply.
"Have you decided about Hogsmede yet?"
"I have decided, but no, Melody. I don't think so," she winced
"Why not?" Melody was kinda angry now. Never before in her entire life had someone said 'no' to her or turned her down. "Why not? Why not? Because you're only making fun of me. I know you pretend to be nice to me and then call me names behind my back," Jessika was furious now, and was yelling "I'm not as stupid as I appear," Jessika was really stunned at herself. She bit her lip and turned to run. But Melody soooooooo wasn't done yet. "WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU THAT?" She shouted, not caring everyone was listening now, not caring that she was making a scene. "Polly, if you must know," Jessika had gone back to mumbling now, her rage gone. "Polly's a lying bitch!" "No she's not. I'm lucky to have a friend like her and if I didn't have her, I'd have no-one," Jessika's eyes were darting around now, and she looked like a frightened rabbit. Then it all fell into place in Melody's head. "You poor thing, it's just all made sense. She's been filling your head with all this crap, hasn't she?" She had calmed down now. Jessika nodded meekly. "Well, just you come and be friends with me. I'll look after you." She put her arm around Jessika. With a sob, Jessika allowed herself to be led to history of magic.
History of magic, of course, was boring. Professor Binns was rambling on about something realllllllly boring, and, let's face it, no-one was listening. Melody was staring into spacing, head resting on her head, and eyes glazed. Polly was sat glaring at Melody in a particularly vicious manner. She had seen Jessika come in with Melody, and was NOT happy about it. This was made worse by Jessika sitting with Melody instead of her. Something had changed in Jessika's body language. She was sat straight, with a glint in her eye. Fred was sat, no, slumped at his desk, next to Melody's, biting his lip, trying not to cry. He looked over at Melody, his heart breaking. She saw him looking, she turned and smiled at him. George was sat on the other side of Fred, pretending to listen to Professor Binns, occasionally glancing at Fred anxiously. "And then in 1786, Fredric-The-Freaky attempted to take over the Ministry Of Magic," Professor Binns droned on. The class sank further into a stupor.
"Why not?" Melody was kinda angry now. Never before in her entire life had someone said 'no' to her or turned her down. "Why not? Why not? Because you're only making fun of me. I know you pretend to be nice to me and then call me names behind my back," Jessika was furious now, and was yelling "I'm not as stupid as I appear," Jessika was really stunned at herself. She bit her lip and turned to run. But Melody soooooooo wasn't done yet. "WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU THAT?" She shouted, not caring everyone was listening now, not caring that she was making a scene. "Polly, if you must know," Jessika had gone back to mumbling now, her rage gone. "Polly's a lying bitch!" "No she's not. I'm lucky to have a friend like her and if I didn't have her, I'd have no-one," Jessika's eyes were darting around now, and she looked like a frightened rabbit. Then it all fell into place in Melody's head. "You poor thing, it's just all made sense. She's been filling your head with all this crap, hasn't she?" She had calmed down now. Jessika nodded meekly. "Well, just you come and be friends with me. I'll look after you." She put her arm around Jessika. With a sob, Jessika allowed herself to be led to history of magic.
History of magic, of course, was boring. Professor Binns was rambling on about something realllllllly boring, and, let's face it, no-one was listening. Melody was staring into spacing, head resting on her head, and eyes glazed. Polly was sat glaring at Melody in a particularly vicious manner. She had seen Jessika come in with Melody, and was NOT happy about it. This was made worse by Jessika sitting with Melody instead of her. Something had changed in Jessika's body language. She was sat straight, with a glint in her eye. Fred was sat, no, slumped at his desk, next to Melody's, biting his lip, trying not to cry. He looked over at Melody, his heart breaking. She saw him looking, she turned and smiled at him. George was sat on the other side of Fred, pretending to listen to Professor Binns, occasionally glancing at Fred anxiously. "And then in 1786, Fredric-The-Freaky attempted to take over the Ministry Of Magic," Professor Binns droned on. The class sank further into a stupor.