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I was surprised when Madame Pomfrey actually said I could go to the ball later that day. I was so happy. Thinking back on it, I probably shouldn't have gone, but it wasn't like I died or anything. I just fainted earlier that day, there wasn't anything seriously wrong with me, was there? Ginny, Hermione and I went back to the girl's dorm in Gryffindor tower. Most of the other girl's were already there, getting ready. I grabbed all my stuff and went with Ginny and Hermione into a third year dorm that Ginny had managed to secure for us since third years couldn't go unless they were with an older student. I put all my stuff on one of the beds and went to see what Hermione had for a dress. I was surprised to see a beautiful gray dress and black robes. All of it had a touch of glitter and looked as if it was full of stars. "Wow Herm," Ginny said breathlessly, "that's beautiful." "Gin is right," I told Hermione. "Gee, thanks. I picked it up a while ago. I was waiting for the right time to wear it. I think it fits the occasion." "Yeah." "So let's see your dresses," she said and walked over to the bed where my dress was laid out. "That's really wonderful Kerry, it will be beautiful on you." "Thanks, Ginny helped me pick it out." She was already looking at Ginny's dress. "That will look great on you Gin, it is the perfect color." Ginny just blushed, I guessed that when you had six brothers, you didn't get compliments like that very often. We all started to get our things in order. I finally found those shoes I had been looking for this morning and changed them to a clear, on the suggestion of Hermione. They looked great with the dress. Once we had all showered and done our cosmetic charms, we started work on our hair. "You said you would wear your hair down, Kerry," Ginny said, reminding me that I had told her I would. "You should, it would look really great with that dress," Hermione told me. "Ok, I guess I don't really have a choice." "Nope, you don't." Ginny was putting her hair up in a bun and then pulling a few strands out to make it look kind of messy. She let some of it fall in front of her face and most of it down her back, it looked great. Hermione was using a couple different charms to smooth her hair out and put it up in a pretty up-do. Once we were all set, we got our dresses on and noticed that we were running a little late. We went down the stairs as fast as we could manage with our dresses. Our dates were waiting in the common room, at least Ginny's and mine. Ron and Harry gasped a little and then recovered. "Hey, you all look great," he said to all three of us. *~* God, they look fabulous. Snap out of it Harry, I told myself. I had to keep acting normal. I couldn't make a fool of myself with everyone here. "Harry's right. You look beautiful," Ron said. I could tell that he was examining Kerry from head to toe, stopping at certain areas. She noticed too, I saw her blush. Hermione looked good and Ginny did too, but you didn't look at your best friend and your best friend's little sister like that, it just wasn't right. Sure Hermione and I had been 'together' but she was still my best friend, and, since our relationship had fizzled out pretty quick, we were obviously better as friends. "We should get down to the hall, Harry?" Ginny came up to me and grabbed me by the arm. "Oh right, let's go," I said, leading her out the portrait hole. We were walking behind Kerry and Ron. Kerry really did look great, that dress was perfect for her. I loved the way her hair was draping down her back like that, it was so long and curly, the kind of hair you could sink your fingers into while kissing her perfect lips and tongue-Stop it right now! You can't think things like that; she's with Ron, at least for tonight. "Harry? Are you all right? You seem so quiet." "Huh? Oh. I'm fine Ginny don't worry." "All right. Let's just go have fun okay?" "Okay," you have to snap out of this. You cannot be thinking about Kerry the whole time that she's with Ron and you're with Ginny. God, I wish I could convince myself of that. *~* Weasel is so lucky! That SOB gets to be with her all night. The way they carry on they'll probably be out in the rose bushes before long. Maybe I could convince her to go outside with me instead. I wish I could play with her hair like he does, I bet he doesn't even notice. She does look fabulous walking into the hall; even though she's late she makes the grand entrance. She is like Cinderella at the ball. Now I'm getting romantic, and I hate that. I hope I stop soon. *~* I wish we didn't have to walk in late. Everyone is looking at us, at me. I hate the grand entrance thing. There's Malfoy, he looks as hot as ever, too bad he is such a jerk. No don't look over here, pay attention to your own date. I thought even he could do that. As I was thinking to myself he turned away from Blaise Zabini and came towards me. My mind was screaming, 'No don't come over here! Go talk to Ginny or Hermione or you could even hit Harry, just don't come and talk to me.' "Hey Kerry, you look nice." Ahh! I thought you weren't coming here! Why did you have to talk to me! "Uh, um, yeah, uh." Oh my God! I am such an idiot just sitting there blubbering. "What do you want with my girlfriend Malfoy?" Ron spat out at him. "I would let her speak for herself, Weasel, or she might not be your girlfriend any longer. Anyway, I just wanted to compliment her on her gorgeous dress." "Then do that and leave." Ron was turning red and I was gripping his arm really tight so that he wouldn't go after Malfoy. "You look absolutely fantastic," Malfoy said, turning towards me, "and I would really like to be able to talk to you without that possessive ass around, if you don't mind." At that Ron lunged toward him, it was all I could do to not fall over, let alone stop him. Ron punched him once before Harry pulled him back. Malfoy left after wiping his cut lip and looking me in the eye. His look chilled me to the bones and I knew that I would be seeing him later without the 'possessive ass' and my other friends. He scared me, but I loved the feeling I got from being with him, talking to him. It was like an adrenaline rush, like I had done something dangerous and not only survived but tamed it, if only for a little while. "God Ron. Why do you have to attack him for every little reason?" I heard Ginny ask. "That wasn't a little reason. Did you hear what he said to me? I don't like him one bit, I don't like the way he treats Kerry." "Hey! I'm still here and I don't think you should attack anyone on my behalf, even if it was sweet of you." I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he turned bright red. "Is that all? I don't get anything extra for saving you from the green dragon?" I laughed and hit him lightly on the top of the head. "No, I'm supposed to be mad because you attacked him, remember?" "Oh right, c'mon let's go. I think we should dance." "I do too." *~* So close, master said I could go soon. I'm so close to getting her back. I will soon be able to be with her and to kiss her. I know that she still loves me; she just doesn't know it sometimes. I can't wait to get to her and remind her why. I will not only be able to get her, but I will bring the boy to master, she will help me. I just have to perfect the plan and ask master. "Jonathan? Are you ready yet?" "Yes master, almost. Here it is, I am done." "Good. I think that this plan will actually work. I have a few suggestions though." "Whatever you think is best, Master." "Yes, that is a good spirit. I think that you should change the way you are going to enter the castle and instead of stunning any of the others who get in your way, I want you to kill them. "Of course master." "I will let you keep the girl, if you bring me the boy. I must have the boy." "Yes master. Thank you master. I will do as you say." "Good. Now go. You know what you have to do." "Yes. I will see you again with the boy." *~* Ron was a horrible dancer. It was nice that he wanted to dance and all, but he stepped on my feet. I thought that was a girl thing, the girl stepped on the guy's feet. It really shouldn't be the other way around. Draco, on the other hand, was a very good dancer; he knew just where to step. He was probably taught how. Harry was a nice happy medium, not bad, but not wonderful either. He and Hermione danced together a lot, but I could tell that neither one of them was all that happy. Ginny danced with Harry and a few guys from her year, she even danced with Draco once. All night, I caught Draco staring at me, or was I staring at him and that was how I noticed? I don't know, all I knew was that he was really trying to get me outside, so that we could be alone. I didn't want to be alone with him. "Kerry, earth to Kerry. Anyone in there?" "Huh? What's going on?" "Gosh, took you long enough. I guess you and the voices in your head were conversing, so sorry to interrupt." "I do not have voices! What do you want Malfoy?" I hadn't noticed him walk over here. Ron was dancing with Hermione and Harry with Ginny. I was sitting at our table, alone for the moment, thinking, I guess I hadn't heard him either. "I just thought that I would come snatch you away from the dream team while they were busy." "What?" "I wanted to get you to come outside with me while your boyfriends weren't watching." "Oh, I guess." Why did I say yes? What am I doing? I thought I didn't want to be alone with him, and yet I didn't even think to put up a fight. *~* "So, how's your night with the dream team going?" "Just fine, how is your night with the red headed witch going?" "You mean Blaise? She was just a last minute date because you wouldn't go with me." "Oh, well you never asked me you know." "I was going to ask you, but Weasel got to you first. Or you got to him first." "Oh you heard about that?" "Yes I heard about that, the whole school heard about it. I can't believe you would do that." "Do what? Are we talking about the same thing? All I did was take him out to the lake and convince him to ask me to the ball." "Yes. That was what I meant. I just can't see you doing something like that, especially to Weasel. It just doesn't fit the character I have gotten from you." "Oh really? What do you think my character is supposed to be like? Tell me." "Well, I see you as a little bit of a goody-goody. You are the type of person who would try to get the teachers approval at any costs. You want approval from your peers as well, but you hide it very well. Another thing that I find out of character is what you did with Potter last night." "What do you know about that? Who told you anything?" "Whoa, hold on. I don't know anything for sure. I just saw the way you were looking all guilty this morning and how Potter has been looking at you all day and looking guilty and like he wants you bad." "Really, are you Sigmund Freud? Because you are sounding like a psychoanalyst." "No, I just notice things like that." "Okay. So what did you want me out here for? Surely it wasn't just to analyze me." "Well, it has been fun, but I really wanted to just talk to you." "About what? You just seem to love talking to me about nothing." "This isn't about nothing. I wanted to talk to you about why you're here with Ron." "Why not Ron?" "Well, instead of Harry or me for example." "I didn't go with you because you didn't ask and, frankly, I'm scared of you. I didn't go with Harry because he didn't ask and he was a better friend to me, I didn't want to lose him as a friend if it didn't work between us. Even now we have this awkward thing going on because of last night." "Yeah, so what exactly happened last night anyway?" "Well, one thing led to another and things got out of control. I think Lavender knows what happened and Hermione might." "If Lavender knew anything concrete it would be all over the school already, and if Hermione knew she would have told Harry already and she wouldn't tell anyone else. So was it really that bad?" I asked because she was flushed and looked like she could cry at any moment. "Yeah, it really was," she wiped tears out of her eyes and shivered. It was kind of cold out here, I hadn't noticed. "Don't worry. If you want to talk to me, you can. I know that you can't talk to Ron and you can't talk to Ginny. You wouldn't talk to Hermione, and that doesn't leave you many options. So I'm here." "Thanks, I don't know what I'll do," she was crying full stream now and there were tracks down her cheeks, since she had used a spell for her makeup, it still looked fine. "We should probably get in, they're most likely wondering where I went." "Ok." She wiped her eyes once again in a hopeless effort to look normal. Then she surprised me. She turned and reached up to kiss me on the cheek. I turned so she kissed me on the mouth instead. She didn't even flinch, I think she was getting used to my rude type of romance that so many girls had fallen for. "You are an ass. You know that don't you?" "Of course I do. That's why you can't keep yourself away from me. I'm like a drug, addictive yet bad for you at the same time." "You have a much too high opinion of yourself," she said as she turned to go inside. "It's what keeps me going. If I wasn't so overly confident I would be wallowing in self-pity." She didn't even turn, but I thought I heard her laugh slightly. *~* "Where have you been?" Ron asked, angry and worried at the same time. "I was just outside, I'm fine." "You were crying," Harry said, looking up at me anxiously, "why?" "No reason. I told you I'm fine." "People don't cry for no reason, Kerry." Ron snapped at me, "Where were you?" "I was outside, just like I said, is there a problem?" "With who? Were you out there with Malfoy?" "Does it matter?" "Yes, it does, now answer me." "Yes if you must know, I was with Draco." "Is that why you were crying?" "No, being outside with Draco didn't bring tears to my eyes," I was starting to get frustrated with his questions, didn't he trust me? "Then what did!?" "Ron, I told you that I'm fine and that it doesn't matter why I was crying, why do you have to keep pushing me? Do you not trust me?" "Given your past history, I think I have a very- "Hold on one second. What past history? What are you saying?" "All I'm saying is that I think I have a good reason to ask you what happened because you're supposed to be my girlfriend." "What do you mean by 'past history'?" "I mean the way you were behaving with Malfoy in potions and the way you and Harry were carrying on last night." "Good God! Where are all you people finding out about last night? Who told you Ron?" "Nobody told me, I heard you and I started talking to other people." "You think that I would ever do anything to hurt you? You think that I would ever cheat on you? You must not know me as well as you think you do, and I think that we are through! Now if you will all excuse me, I think I'll go for a walk. If anyone has anything to talk to me about then I suggest you wait. Goodnight!" By the time I realized I was shouting I was too caught up in the moment to care. I didn't care that everyone in the hall knew what was going on in my personal life. I just didn't care. All I cared about was getting away from those people, just having time to think. I ran out into the rose garden that had been put up for the ball and out towards the lake. I didn't even notice that Draco had seen me and was following me, I was crying too hard.
I was surprised when Madame Pomfrey actually said I could go to the ball later that day. I was so happy. Thinking back on it, I probably shouldn't have gone, but it wasn't like I died or anything. I just fainted earlier that day, there wasn't anything seriously wrong with me, was there? Ginny, Hermione and I went back to the girl's dorm in Gryffindor tower. Most of the other girl's were already there, getting ready. I grabbed all my stuff and went with Ginny and Hermione into a third year dorm that Ginny had managed to secure for us since third years couldn't go unless they were with an older student. I put all my stuff on one of the beds and went to see what Hermione had for a dress. I was surprised to see a beautiful gray dress and black robes. All of it had a touch of glitter and looked as if it was full of stars. "Wow Herm," Ginny said breathlessly, "that's beautiful." "Gin is right," I told Hermione. "Gee, thanks. I picked it up a while ago. I was waiting for the right time to wear it. I think it fits the occasion." "Yeah." "So let's see your dresses," she said and walked over to the bed where my dress was laid out. "That's really wonderful Kerry, it will be beautiful on you." "Thanks, Ginny helped me pick it out." She was already looking at Ginny's dress. "That will look great on you Gin, it is the perfect color." Ginny just blushed, I guessed that when you had six brothers, you didn't get compliments like that very often. We all started to get our things in order. I finally found those shoes I had been looking for this morning and changed them to a clear, on the suggestion of Hermione. They looked great with the dress. Once we had all showered and done our cosmetic charms, we started work on our hair. "You said you would wear your hair down, Kerry," Ginny said, reminding me that I had told her I would. "You should, it would look really great with that dress," Hermione told me. "Ok, I guess I don't really have a choice." "Nope, you don't." Ginny was putting her hair up in a bun and then pulling a few strands out to make it look kind of messy. She let some of it fall in front of her face and most of it down her back, it looked great. Hermione was using a couple different charms to smooth her hair out and put it up in a pretty up-do. Once we were all set, we got our dresses on and noticed that we were running a little late. We went down the stairs as fast as we could manage with our dresses. Our dates were waiting in the common room, at least Ginny's and mine. Ron and Harry gasped a little and then recovered. "Hey, you all look great," he said to all three of us. *~* God, they look fabulous. Snap out of it Harry, I told myself. I had to keep acting normal. I couldn't make a fool of myself with everyone here. "Harry's right. You look beautiful," Ron said. I could tell that he was examining Kerry from head to toe, stopping at certain areas. She noticed too, I saw her blush. Hermione looked good and Ginny did too, but you didn't look at your best friend and your best friend's little sister like that, it just wasn't right. Sure Hermione and I had been 'together' but she was still my best friend, and, since our relationship had fizzled out pretty quick, we were obviously better as friends. "We should get down to the hall, Harry?" Ginny came up to me and grabbed me by the arm. "Oh right, let's go," I said, leading her out the portrait hole. We were walking behind Kerry and Ron. Kerry really did look great, that dress was perfect for her. I loved the way her hair was draping down her back like that, it was so long and curly, the kind of hair you could sink your fingers into while kissing her perfect lips and tongue-Stop it right now! You can't think things like that; she's with Ron, at least for tonight. "Harry? Are you all right? You seem so quiet." "Huh? Oh. I'm fine Ginny don't worry." "All right. Let's just go have fun okay?" "Okay," you have to snap out of this. You cannot be thinking about Kerry the whole time that she's with Ron and you're with Ginny. God, I wish I could convince myself of that. *~* Weasel is so lucky! That SOB gets to be with her all night. The way they carry on they'll probably be out in the rose bushes before long. Maybe I could convince her to go outside with me instead. I wish I could play with her hair like he does, I bet he doesn't even notice. She does look fabulous walking into the hall; even though she's late she makes the grand entrance. She is like Cinderella at the ball. Now I'm getting romantic, and I hate that. I hope I stop soon. *~* I wish we didn't have to walk in late. Everyone is looking at us, at me. I hate the grand entrance thing. There's Malfoy, he looks as hot as ever, too bad he is such a jerk. No don't look over here, pay attention to your own date. I thought even he could do that. As I was thinking to myself he turned away from Blaise Zabini and came towards me. My mind was screaming, 'No don't come over here! Go talk to Ginny or Hermione or you could even hit Harry, just don't come and talk to me.' "Hey Kerry, you look nice." Ahh! I thought you weren't coming here! Why did you have to talk to me! "Uh, um, yeah, uh." Oh my God! I am such an idiot just sitting there blubbering. "What do you want with my girlfriend Malfoy?" Ron spat out at him. "I would let her speak for herself, Weasel, or she might not be your girlfriend any longer. Anyway, I just wanted to compliment her on her gorgeous dress." "Then do that and leave." Ron was turning red and I was gripping his arm really tight so that he wouldn't go after Malfoy. "You look absolutely fantastic," Malfoy said, turning towards me, "and I would really like to be able to talk to you without that possessive ass around, if you don't mind." At that Ron lunged toward him, it was all I could do to not fall over, let alone stop him. Ron punched him once before Harry pulled him back. Malfoy left after wiping his cut lip and looking me in the eye. His look chilled me to the bones and I knew that I would be seeing him later without the 'possessive ass' and my other friends. He scared me, but I loved the feeling I got from being with him, talking to him. It was like an adrenaline rush, like I had done something dangerous and not only survived but tamed it, if only for a little while. "God Ron. Why do you have to attack him for every little reason?" I heard Ginny ask. "That wasn't a little reason. Did you hear what he said to me? I don't like him one bit, I don't like the way he treats Kerry." "Hey! I'm still here and I don't think you should attack anyone on my behalf, even if it was sweet of you." I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he turned bright red. "Is that all? I don't get anything extra for saving you from the green dragon?" I laughed and hit him lightly on the top of the head. "No, I'm supposed to be mad because you attacked him, remember?" "Oh right, c'mon let's go. I think we should dance." "I do too." *~* So close, master said I could go soon. I'm so close to getting her back. I will soon be able to be with her and to kiss her. I know that she still loves me; she just doesn't know it sometimes. I can't wait to get to her and remind her why. I will not only be able to get her, but I will bring the boy to master, she will help me. I just have to perfect the plan and ask master. "Jonathan? Are you ready yet?" "Yes master, almost. Here it is, I am done." "Good. I think that this plan will actually work. I have a few suggestions though." "Whatever you think is best, Master." "Yes, that is a good spirit. I think that you should change the way you are going to enter the castle and instead of stunning any of the others who get in your way, I want you to kill them. "Of course master." "I will let you keep the girl, if you bring me the boy. I must have the boy." "Yes master. Thank you master. I will do as you say." "Good. Now go. You know what you have to do." "Yes. I will see you again with the boy." *~* Ron was a horrible dancer. It was nice that he wanted to dance and all, but he stepped on my feet. I thought that was a girl thing, the girl stepped on the guy's feet. It really shouldn't be the other way around. Draco, on the other hand, was a very good dancer; he knew just where to step. He was probably taught how. Harry was a nice happy medium, not bad, but not wonderful either. He and Hermione danced together a lot, but I could tell that neither one of them was all that happy. Ginny danced with Harry and a few guys from her year, she even danced with Draco once. All night, I caught Draco staring at me, or was I staring at him and that was how I noticed? I don't know, all I knew was that he was really trying to get me outside, so that we could be alone. I didn't want to be alone with him. "Kerry, earth to Kerry. Anyone in there?" "Huh? What's going on?" "Gosh, took you long enough. I guess you and the voices in your head were conversing, so sorry to interrupt." "I do not have voices! What do you want Malfoy?" I hadn't noticed him walk over here. Ron was dancing with Hermione and Harry with Ginny. I was sitting at our table, alone for the moment, thinking, I guess I hadn't heard him either. "I just thought that I would come snatch you away from the dream team while they were busy." "What?" "I wanted to get you to come outside with me while your boyfriends weren't watching." "Oh, I guess." Why did I say yes? What am I doing? I thought I didn't want to be alone with him, and yet I didn't even think to put up a fight. *~* "So, how's your night with the dream team going?" "Just fine, how is your night with the red headed witch going?" "You mean Blaise? She was just a last minute date because you wouldn't go with me." "Oh, well you never asked me you know." "I was going to ask you, but Weasel got to you first. Or you got to him first." "Oh you heard about that?" "Yes I heard about that, the whole school heard about it. I can't believe you would do that." "Do what? Are we talking about the same thing? All I did was take him out to the lake and convince him to ask me to the ball." "Yes. That was what I meant. I just can't see you doing something like that, especially to Weasel. It just doesn't fit the character I have gotten from you." "Oh really? What do you think my character is supposed to be like? Tell me." "Well, I see you as a little bit of a goody-goody. You are the type of person who would try to get the teachers approval at any costs. You want approval from your peers as well, but you hide it very well. Another thing that I find out of character is what you did with Potter last night." "What do you know about that? Who told you anything?" "Whoa, hold on. I don't know anything for sure. I just saw the way you were looking all guilty this morning and how Potter has been looking at you all day and looking guilty and like he wants you bad." "Really, are you Sigmund Freud? Because you are sounding like a psychoanalyst." "No, I just notice things like that." "Okay. So what did you want me out here for? Surely it wasn't just to analyze me." "Well, it has been fun, but I really wanted to just talk to you." "About what? You just seem to love talking to me about nothing." "This isn't about nothing. I wanted to talk to you about why you're here with Ron." "Why not Ron?" "Well, instead of Harry or me for example." "I didn't go with you because you didn't ask and, frankly, I'm scared of you. I didn't go with Harry because he didn't ask and he was a better friend to me, I didn't want to lose him as a friend if it didn't work between us. Even now we have this awkward thing going on because of last night." "Yeah, so what exactly happened last night anyway?" "Well, one thing led to another and things got out of control. I think Lavender knows what happened and Hermione might." "If Lavender knew anything concrete it would be all over the school already, and if Hermione knew she would have told Harry already and she wouldn't tell anyone else. So was it really that bad?" I asked because she was flushed and looked like she could cry at any moment. "Yeah, it really was," she wiped tears out of her eyes and shivered. It was kind of cold out here, I hadn't noticed. "Don't worry. If you want to talk to me, you can. I know that you can't talk to Ron and you can't talk to Ginny. You wouldn't talk to Hermione, and that doesn't leave you many options. So I'm here." "Thanks, I don't know what I'll do," she was crying full stream now and there were tracks down her cheeks, since she had used a spell for her makeup, it still looked fine. "We should probably get in, they're most likely wondering where I went." "Ok." She wiped her eyes once again in a hopeless effort to look normal. Then she surprised me. She turned and reached up to kiss me on the cheek. I turned so she kissed me on the mouth instead. She didn't even flinch, I think she was getting used to my rude type of romance that so many girls had fallen for. "You are an ass. You know that don't you?" "Of course I do. That's why you can't keep yourself away from me. I'm like a drug, addictive yet bad for you at the same time." "You have a much too high opinion of yourself," she said as she turned to go inside. "It's what keeps me going. If I wasn't so overly confident I would be wallowing in self-pity." She didn't even turn, but I thought I heard her laugh slightly. *~* "Where have you been?" Ron asked, angry and worried at the same time. "I was just outside, I'm fine." "You were crying," Harry said, looking up at me anxiously, "why?" "No reason. I told you I'm fine." "People don't cry for no reason, Kerry." Ron snapped at me, "Where were you?" "I was outside, just like I said, is there a problem?" "With who? Were you out there with Malfoy?" "Does it matter?" "Yes, it does, now answer me." "Yes if you must know, I was with Draco." "Is that why you were crying?" "No, being outside with Draco didn't bring tears to my eyes," I was starting to get frustrated with his questions, didn't he trust me? "Then what did!?" "Ron, I told you that I'm fine and that it doesn't matter why I was crying, why do you have to keep pushing me? Do you not trust me?" "Given your past history, I think I have a very- "Hold on one second. What past history? What are you saying?" "All I'm saying is that I think I have a good reason to ask you what happened because you're supposed to be my girlfriend." "What do you mean by 'past history'?" "I mean the way you were behaving with Malfoy in potions and the way you and Harry were carrying on last night." "Good God! Where are all you people finding out about last night? Who told you Ron?" "Nobody told me, I heard you and I started talking to other people." "You think that I would ever do anything to hurt you? You think that I would ever cheat on you? You must not know me as well as you think you do, and I think that we are through! Now if you will all excuse me, I think I'll go for a walk. If anyone has anything to talk to me about then I suggest you wait. Goodnight!" By the time I realized I was shouting I was too caught up in the moment to care. I didn't care that everyone in the hall knew what was going on in my personal life. I just didn't care. All I cared about was getting away from those people, just having time to think. I ran out into the rose garden that had been put up for the ball and out towards the lake. I didn't even notice that Draco had seen me and was following me, I was crying too hard.