Chapter 27: Always Come Back
Chanse walked out of the hospital and turned a corner, and looked down a long walkway, and smiled. "SUPPER TIME!" a first year Hufflepuff boy yelled from the courtyard and Chanse stood still, as she watched first through seventh years, passed by the pillars at the end of the walkway, and ran towards the Great Hall.
Chanse laughed as she started down to the Great Hall, "Chanse wait, please." Chanse turned around and saw Mrs. Pomfrey walking towards her, "Do you still have those pills, I gave you?"
"Yeah?" Chanse asked, puzzled, as she pulled the pill bottle of her pocket.
"Good, I gave you the wrong pills." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed, as she took the bottle out of Chanse's hand.
Chanse looked back down the walkway and saw the last of the students filing into the Great Hall, "Ok here you go these are the right ones, Trilinal Magic Ache Remover pills." Mrs. Pomfrey handed Chanse the new bottle, and Chanse looked it over.
"Yup, Trilinal Magic Ache Remover pills, theses are them." Chanse laughed, "That could have been really bad."
"Yeah sorry about that I just am being a space-case because of this Voldemort attack, and with Oliver, and everything." Mrs. Pomfrey shrugged her shoulders.
"How is Oliver?" Chanse whispered.
"Here, I'll walk you down to the Great Hall, and explain everything to you." Mrs. Pomfrey placed her hand on Chanse's back and began to lead her down to the Great Hall.
"Oliver...he is not getting worse, is the good news." Mrs. Pomfrey put on a fake smile for Chanse.
"What's the bad news?" Chanse softly spoke, as she continued walking down the walkway.
"He's not getting any better," Mrs. Pomfrey looked over at Chanse, who was looking down at the ground, and her face was filled with confusion, "Chanse?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, and Chanse looked up, at Mrs. Pomfrey, and so badly wanted to scream at her, but she couldn't...she stayed silent.
"Is there anything we can do?"
"Pray." Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as her and Chanse walked up the front stairs, up to the Great Hall entrance.
Mrs. Pomfrey started to open the door, but she looked over at Chanse, who was staring down at the ground, not moving, "Chanse?"
"There's nothing?" Chanse gasped.
"Dumbledore has tried the reenergizing spell on him and another spell," Mrs. Pomfrey smiled, and Chanse looked up, "but..." Mrs. Pomfrey looked in the Great Hall, and saw all the students sitting around, and she saw only half of the High Table, "nothing major happened."
Chanse's mouth fell open, "Nothing?"
"No, no. I said nothing MAJOR happened...now his heartbeat increased, but it still is weak, and is arteries were strengthened, which is great, because they kept breaking open." Chanse took a deep breath in, and examined Mrs. Pomfrey's face.
"There's something bothering you." Chanse whispered.
Mrs. Pomfrey shut the door, and looked at Chanse, with sympathy in her eyes, "Chanse there's nothing bothering me, and there's nothing for you to be alarmed about," she smiled, and opened the door, for Chanse, "now get in there." She softly pushed Chanse in the doorway.
Chanse looked around at all the students, "Attention students," Dumbledore stood up, as he tapped his glass, "As Spring Break ends, a restart of the year begins. Enjoy these last days, O.W.L.S. are in two months, so study, study, study..." The old wizard sat back, down and picked up his spoon, and opened his mouth, then looked up and saw that everyone was watching him, "Oh," he patted his mouth, and stood back up and raised his glass, once again...
"Chanse?" Cho whispered, as she looked down at the young girl standing in front of the giant, Great Hall entrance, doors. Cho slowly stood up.
Angelina quickly stopped talking to Alicia Spinnet, and looked up at Cho, "What's she doing?" Angelina whispered.
"Miss Chang!" Professor McGonagall stood up and shouted.
Angelina quickly looked over at Cho, while everyone else looked at Professor McGonagall. Angelina slowly stood up off of the bench, and started to walk towards Cho, "Miss Johnson, just because Miss Chang decides to break the rules it does not mean you can too!" Professor McGonagall yelled again.
"Please Minerva, its ok...she's going to see her friend, Miss Chanse Jackson." Dumbledore smiled to Professor McGonagall, and they both sat down.
Everyone looked at the High Table and each other and then they heard high pitch screams from the back of the room. Quickly everyone turned around and looked at Angelina and Cho, hugging Chanse, and screaming loudly.
"Thank you, and continue eating." Dumbledore softly laughed to himself, and began to eat again, as did everyone else.
"Chanse what happened to you?" Cho gasped.
"The fight finally took its toll on me." Chanse laughed.
"Yeah," Angelina rapped her arm around Chanse's shoulder, "you gave us a scare there." Angelina laughed.
"Sorry." Chanse shrugged, "But guys I'm kind of hungry."
"Oh yeah, come on." Angelina grabbed Chanse's hand, and walked to the end, closest to the exit doors, of the Ravenclaw table.
"Um..." Cho began to ask, as she stood behind Angelina, "Angelina you know this is the Ravenclaw table, right?"
"Yeah, so...Oh."
"Yeah." Cho laughed.
"Oh who cares?" Chanse laughed, as she continued to stuff her face with Yorkshire pudding.
"Seriously," Angelina smirked, "Do you care Chanse?"
Chanse looked up from her plate, "Does it look like I care?"
"No it looks like the only thing you care about is that Trifle." Cho laughed.
Chanse quickly shot Cho an evil glare, and then began to laugh, "Yeah."
"Cho do you care?"
"Hell no."
"Alright then I'm staying till I have to leave." Angelina smirked, as she reached for a chipolatas.
The three girls continued eating, and Angelina and Cho asked Chanse a million questions, about what happened in the forest, how Oliver was, and what happened in Oliver's room.
"Angelina is being a traitor to Gryffindor?" A voice came from behind Angelina and Cho.
"Fuck off Draco." Chanse hissed.
Angelina and Cho turned around, and saw Draco standing behind them, with his hands on his hips, with Goyle and Crabbe standing behind him. "Oh so little miss secrets, is feeling better is she?" Draco smirked.
"Little miss secrets is about to kick your ass." Chanse hissed, as she stood up.
"Is something going on here?" Malcolm Baddock asked as he walked closer to the group of fighting students.
"Nothing." Chanse huffed under breath as she sat back down.
"Are these bothering you Cho and Angelina?" Malcolm asked sweetly.
"Thanks." Chanse huffed.
"Yes, ladies, are we bothering you?" Goyle laughed, stupidly.
"Malcolm all we asked is why Angelina was being a traitor to Gryffindor." Crabbed laughed, stupidly.
Angelina stood up, and walked over to Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle, "Why don't you guys go stick something in those annoy-ass mouths of yours, and blow really hard. But what could you use?" Angelina smirked, "Oh I think you guys will think of your things...Oh I mean SOME things." Angelina turned back around, and sat back down in her seat, leaving Draco with his mouth open, and speakless, and Crabbe and Goyle dumbfounded.
Chanse high-five Angelina, as did Cho, "Come on, let's go..." Draco hissed as he swished his robe, and walked out of the Great Hall quickly, "They're not worth our breath."
"I still don't get what she meant." Crabbe whined, as he ran after Draco and Goyle.
"Dumb-asses." Cho coughed, to Angelina and Chanse, and they laughed.
"Malcolm aren't you going after them?" Cho hissed.
Malcolm bent down next to Angelina's ear and whispered, "I always knew you were a true Slytherin." Malcolm leaned into Angelina, and Angelina scooted away from him. Malcolm stood up and looked at the girls, "Angelina there's no point in ignoring me."
Malcolm started too walked out of the Great Hall, and Angelina scooted back over to Cho. "What was that..." Chanse's voice trailed off, Malcolm sat back down next to Angelina.
"Angelina," Malcolm put his arm around Angelina and pulled her closer to him, "How about a rebel Gryffindor, like yourself, and a Slytherin, like me, go of for some snogging...for old time sake?" Malcolm smiled.
"Malcolm I think you should leave before you create a scene." A confident voice said from behind Angelina.
"Says who?" Malcolm turned around, as did Angelina, and saw Fred Weasley standing there, giving him a death glare.
Malcolm stood up in Fred's face, "Oh my dear Weasley, I'm not the one creating the scene. It's you." Malcolm pointed behind Fred, and Fred turned around and saw some of the Gryffindor's staring at them, and the rest weren't paying any attention.
"Malcolm leave." Fred calmly said, as he pointed Malcolm to the door.
"I'm not going to listen to you!" Malcolm shouted.
"Leave Malcolm," Angelina slowly stood up next to Fred, "you and I were a long, long time ago, and that was a stupid mistake on my part. It's in the past, and that's where I want it to stay."
Malcolm stepped forward towards Angelina, and Fred stepped in front of her, "Can't I talk to her?"
"No."
"Fred," Angelina softly placed her hand on Fred's shoulder, and nodded. Fred took a step to the side; Angelina walked to Malcolm, "What?"
Malcolm leaned by her ear, "Sometimes the past doesn't like to stay there." He moved away and looked at Angelina's face, and then grabbed her and pulled her close a quickly French-kissed her, and then quickly walked out of the Great Hall.
Angelina stood there, in shock, and then she snapped out of her daze, when she heard Fred, starting to run after him. A few seconds later Fred was running after Malcolm, but Angelina grabbed his hand, and pulled him back to her.
When Angelina grabbed his arm, and turned him around he turned around, and stood right in front of her face, "It's not worth it." Angelina whispered to Fred.
"You're worth it."
Angelina looked down at the ground, and blushed, and then looked back up at Fred, who was blushing too.
"Um...Thanks." Angelina hugged Fred, and kissed his cheek, and then sat back down.
"That was so sweet." Cho sighed. Chanse didn't say anything she just slowly continued to eat her food.
"Chanse?" Angelina whispered.
"Huh?"
"What's Fred doing?"
Chanse looked up at Fred, who was still just standing there in shock, "He still standing there, with a really funny looked on his face." Chanse began to softly laugh.
Angelina and Cho, without thinking, turned around and looked at Fred, and Cho began to laugh with Chanse, and Angelina blushed and began to laugh with them too.
Fred quickly came out of his daze, and looked at the girls and blushed and walked out of the Great Hall.
The girls stopped laughing and went back to eating.
"So Angelina you and Fred?"
"Your point, Cho?" Angelina hissed, acting like she didn't know what Cho meant.
"Well you should ask him to the end-of-the-year dance."
"One: That's two months away. Two: I think the guy should always ask the girl." Angelina said, as she tossed a treacle tart in her mouth.
Cho and Chanse looked at each other and laughed, "What's so funny?" Angelina whined.
"Nothing." Cho and Chanse said at the same time, and began to laugh harder.
"Ok that wasn't that funny." Angelina huffed.
"Ok, ok..." Cho wiped a tear from her eye, from laughing so hard, "We'll stop." Chanse nodded vigorously.
Supper went on, and when the girls were finished eating they got up, and started to walk out of the Great Hall, when Pansy Parkinson stepped in front of them, and flicked her nose in the air, and walked off with three second years following behind her. "Isn't that Oliver Wood's girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
"It's a shame what happened to him."
"Yeah, I feel bad for his girlfriend." The three girls looked back at Chanse, who was standing at the end of the Ravenclaw table talking with Angelina and Cho.
"GIRLS!" Pansy yelled, and the three girls came running to her as fast as their legs could take them.
"Yes Pansy?" They all said at the same time.
"One: That is not Oliver Wood's girlfriend; she is just an Oliver Wood groupie. The true Oliver Wood girlfriend is my good friend Blaise Zabini. Two: Never feel sorry for anyone outside of your house...that's just not like a Slytherin, now is it?" The girls shook their heads, "Good. Now that we have that cleared out of the way..."
"Pansy!" A voice yelled.
"Who wants to know?"
"I already know you." The voice got louder.
"Blaise?" Pansy squinted down the tables.
Sure enough Blaise was walking up to Pansy, with anger. "Pansy Parkinson...I am not Oliver Wood's girlfriend...nor will I ever be his girlfriend." Pansy's mouth dropped.
"But...but..."
"Shut up Pansy!" Blaise screamed.
When Blaise screamed Angelina, Cho, and Chanse all stopped talking and looked over at Pansy, Blaise, and the three girls.
"I'm not his girlfriend, his girlfriend is that great caring woman over there," Blaise pointed to Chanse, "He fell in love with her the first time he laid eyes on her. He may have not told me this but I can tell these things..." Blaise took a deep breath in, and walked up in Pansy's face, "so before you start saying shit that isn't true, you better see who you're messing with!" Blaise pushed her way past Pansy and walked out of the Great Hall.
Chanse, Angelina, Cho, Pansy, and the three girls all stood there with their mouths open. "What just happened?" Pansy whispered.
"Well you just got royally bitched at." Angelina smirked.
"Oh go blow your boyfriend, Fred." Pansy yelled back, as she started to walk out of the Great Hall.
"At least I have a boyfriend, or at least a guy that is attracted to me for my looks, and me!" Angelina yelled.
Pansy stopped in her tracks, and looked back at Angelina, and then huffed and walked on.
"Bitch." Cho coughed, and Angelina and Cho started to laugh, "Oh come on Chanse, it was funny." Cho nudged.
"Guys I'll catch up with you later." Chanse whispered as she walked out of the Great Hall, very quickly.
Once Chanse was outside, she looked around, but she didn't see Blaise anywhere. "Dumbledore will no where she is." Chanse nodded her head, and ran down the walkway, to Dumbledore's office, pushing her way past Pansy.
"Watch where you're going bitch!" Pansy yelled, as she balanced herself.
"Fuck off Pansy!" Chanse yelled back.
Pansy rolled her eyes, and went on her way to the Slytherin commons room.
When Chanse reached Dumbledore's door, there was a note on it:
Dear Reader,
If this is important you may reach me in the hospital wing...I have business to attend to there.
If this is not important please come here, later.
Thank you
Albus Dumbledore
Chanse sighed, and pulled out her Trilinal Ache Remover pills, and took two, and sat down, against the wall.
After awhile Chanse stood up, and when she stood up she got really dizzy, "Oh," She caught herself, and leaned against wall, "What the hell?" She looked down at the bottle, and the writing on the bottle, started to blur together, as she began to read it...Dormitorius Sleeping...
"Oh crap..." Chanse didn't even finish reading the bottle; she shoved it in her pocket, and began to walk towards the hospital wing.
When she was outside the door, she leaned against the wall, next to the door, and opened it, and then stumbled in, "Wrong pills, Mrs..." Chanse fell fast asleep and fell to the ground.
"Dobby!" Mrs. Pomfrey yelled, "Winky!"
A few moments' later two little elves came running down the hallway, with a stretcher, and they picked Chanse up, and the sleeping pills fell out of her hand and onto the ground, and rolled over to the leg of a waiting room chair. Dobby and Winky placed Chanse onto the stretcher and wheeled her down the hallway.
Mrs. Pomfrey stood up from her desk and walked over to the bottle on the ground, and picked it up and read the label, "Dormitorius Sleeping Pills." She whispered, "Poppy you seriously need to be more careful."
She walked to the medicine cabinet behind her desk and opened it, placed the sleeping pills in there, and pulled out the Trilinal pills. She shut the cabinet and locked it, and walked down the hallway to Chanse's room.
Outside of Chanse's room, she stopped and walked into Oliver's room, where Dumbledore had a huge spell book open, and was chanting spells, "Albus, Mr. and Mrs. Wood will be here in twenty minutes."
"Thank you Poppy."
Mrs. Pomfrey nodded her head, shut the door, and walk into Chanse's room.
"We've set her up on some Gensinson Revival liquids." Winky said, as she stuck Chanse's arm with a needle, which was attached to the liquid.
"Good, she should be awake by about eleven and then we can send her home, and she can sleep there, and she can either miss the first class or not...that part will be up to her body."' Mrs. Pomfrey set the Trilinal next to Chanse's bedside table, and signaled Dobby and Winky to leave Chanse alone.
Dobby and Winky cleaned up in Chanse's room, and then walked out and Mrs. Pomfrey grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door close to shut, and then stuck her head back in and looked at Chanse, "Good night." Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, and then she shut the door.
Chanse woke up around eleven thirty, that night, to the sound of a knock. "Chanse?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as she opened the door slowly.
"Mmm huh?" Chanse yawned, as she rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"I happy to see you awake," Mrs. Pomfrey smiled and came in the room, and sat down on Chanse's bed, "I accidentally gave you...sleeping pills." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed, as she scratched her head.
"Oh," Chanse said nervously, but then laughed.
"Yes...I'm terribly sorry about that." Mrs. Pomfrey smiled, as she stood up, "Well I think you should get back to your room. But I know that the pills could still be in your system, so you have my permission to skip your first class tomorrow." She smiled.
"Oh thanks!" Chanse excitedly said.
"You're welcome." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed. "Well I'll be at my front desk, so whenever you want to leave tell me," she walked to the door, and started to walk out, "so that I can get someone to walk you back to your room.
Chanse nodded, and watched Mrs. Pomfrey close the door. Chanse crawled out of bed, and walked to the window and looked up into the cloudy sky, and watched the quickly moving clouds run over the half moon.
Chanse continued to watch the sky for a little longer, when she heard a door shut outside her room. "Do you think this is the right decision?" A man whispered, from the hallway.
Chanse walked over closer to the door.
"I think it's the only one we have." A woman whispered back.
"I know," the man whispered back, "well we need to go to Albus, he needs to talk to us."
Chanse leaned against the door, and heard footsteps walking farther away from her door.
Chanse walked out of the hospital and turned a corner, and looked down a long walkway, and smiled. "SUPPER TIME!" a first year Hufflepuff boy yelled from the courtyard and Chanse stood still, as she watched first through seventh years, passed by the pillars at the end of the walkway, and ran towards the Great Hall.
Chanse laughed as she started down to the Great Hall, "Chanse wait, please." Chanse turned around and saw Mrs. Pomfrey walking towards her, "Do you still have those pills, I gave you?"
"Yeah?" Chanse asked, puzzled, as she pulled the pill bottle of her pocket.
"Good, I gave you the wrong pills." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed, as she took the bottle out of Chanse's hand.
Chanse looked back down the walkway and saw the last of the students filing into the Great Hall, "Ok here you go these are the right ones, Trilinal Magic Ache Remover pills." Mrs. Pomfrey handed Chanse the new bottle, and Chanse looked it over.
"Yup, Trilinal Magic Ache Remover pills, theses are them." Chanse laughed, "That could have been really bad."
"Yeah sorry about that I just am being a space-case because of this Voldemort attack, and with Oliver, and everything." Mrs. Pomfrey shrugged her shoulders.
"How is Oliver?" Chanse whispered.
"Here, I'll walk you down to the Great Hall, and explain everything to you." Mrs. Pomfrey placed her hand on Chanse's back and began to lead her down to the Great Hall.
"Oliver...he is not getting worse, is the good news." Mrs. Pomfrey put on a fake smile for Chanse.
"What's the bad news?" Chanse softly spoke, as she continued walking down the walkway.
"He's not getting any better," Mrs. Pomfrey looked over at Chanse, who was looking down at the ground, and her face was filled with confusion, "Chanse?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, and Chanse looked up, at Mrs. Pomfrey, and so badly wanted to scream at her, but she couldn't...she stayed silent.
"Is there anything we can do?"
"Pray." Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as her and Chanse walked up the front stairs, up to the Great Hall entrance.
Mrs. Pomfrey started to open the door, but she looked over at Chanse, who was staring down at the ground, not moving, "Chanse?"
"There's nothing?" Chanse gasped.
"Dumbledore has tried the reenergizing spell on him and another spell," Mrs. Pomfrey smiled, and Chanse looked up, "but..." Mrs. Pomfrey looked in the Great Hall, and saw all the students sitting around, and she saw only half of the High Table, "nothing major happened."
Chanse's mouth fell open, "Nothing?"
"No, no. I said nothing MAJOR happened...now his heartbeat increased, but it still is weak, and is arteries were strengthened, which is great, because they kept breaking open." Chanse took a deep breath in, and examined Mrs. Pomfrey's face.
"There's something bothering you." Chanse whispered.
Mrs. Pomfrey shut the door, and looked at Chanse, with sympathy in her eyes, "Chanse there's nothing bothering me, and there's nothing for you to be alarmed about," she smiled, and opened the door, for Chanse, "now get in there." She softly pushed Chanse in the doorway.
Chanse looked around at all the students, "Attention students," Dumbledore stood up, as he tapped his glass, "As Spring Break ends, a restart of the year begins. Enjoy these last days, O.W.L.S. are in two months, so study, study, study..." The old wizard sat back, down and picked up his spoon, and opened his mouth, then looked up and saw that everyone was watching him, "Oh," he patted his mouth, and stood back up and raised his glass, once again...
"Chanse?" Cho whispered, as she looked down at the young girl standing in front of the giant, Great Hall entrance, doors. Cho slowly stood up.
Angelina quickly stopped talking to Alicia Spinnet, and looked up at Cho, "What's she doing?" Angelina whispered.
"Miss Chang!" Professor McGonagall stood up and shouted.
Angelina quickly looked over at Cho, while everyone else looked at Professor McGonagall. Angelina slowly stood up off of the bench, and started to walk towards Cho, "Miss Johnson, just because Miss Chang decides to break the rules it does not mean you can too!" Professor McGonagall yelled again.
"Please Minerva, its ok...she's going to see her friend, Miss Chanse Jackson." Dumbledore smiled to Professor McGonagall, and they both sat down.
Everyone looked at the High Table and each other and then they heard high pitch screams from the back of the room. Quickly everyone turned around and looked at Angelina and Cho, hugging Chanse, and screaming loudly.
"Thank you, and continue eating." Dumbledore softly laughed to himself, and began to eat again, as did everyone else.
"Chanse what happened to you?" Cho gasped.
"The fight finally took its toll on me." Chanse laughed.
"Yeah," Angelina rapped her arm around Chanse's shoulder, "you gave us a scare there." Angelina laughed.
"Sorry." Chanse shrugged, "But guys I'm kind of hungry."
"Oh yeah, come on." Angelina grabbed Chanse's hand, and walked to the end, closest to the exit doors, of the Ravenclaw table.
"Um..." Cho began to ask, as she stood behind Angelina, "Angelina you know this is the Ravenclaw table, right?"
"Yeah, so...Oh."
"Yeah." Cho laughed.
"Oh who cares?" Chanse laughed, as she continued to stuff her face with Yorkshire pudding.
"Seriously," Angelina smirked, "Do you care Chanse?"
Chanse looked up from her plate, "Does it look like I care?"
"No it looks like the only thing you care about is that Trifle." Cho laughed.
Chanse quickly shot Cho an evil glare, and then began to laugh, "Yeah."
"Cho do you care?"
"Hell no."
"Alright then I'm staying till I have to leave." Angelina smirked, as she reached for a chipolatas.
The three girls continued eating, and Angelina and Cho asked Chanse a million questions, about what happened in the forest, how Oliver was, and what happened in Oliver's room.
"Angelina is being a traitor to Gryffindor?" A voice came from behind Angelina and Cho.
"Fuck off Draco." Chanse hissed.
Angelina and Cho turned around, and saw Draco standing behind them, with his hands on his hips, with Goyle and Crabbe standing behind him. "Oh so little miss secrets, is feeling better is she?" Draco smirked.
"Little miss secrets is about to kick your ass." Chanse hissed, as she stood up.
"Is something going on here?" Malcolm Baddock asked as he walked closer to the group of fighting students.
"Nothing." Chanse huffed under breath as she sat back down.
"Are these bothering you Cho and Angelina?" Malcolm asked sweetly.
"Thanks." Chanse huffed.
"Yes, ladies, are we bothering you?" Goyle laughed, stupidly.
"Malcolm all we asked is why Angelina was being a traitor to Gryffindor." Crabbed laughed, stupidly.
Angelina stood up, and walked over to Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle, "Why don't you guys go stick something in those annoy-ass mouths of yours, and blow really hard. But what could you use?" Angelina smirked, "Oh I think you guys will think of your things...Oh I mean SOME things." Angelina turned back around, and sat back down in her seat, leaving Draco with his mouth open, and speakless, and Crabbe and Goyle dumbfounded.
Chanse high-five Angelina, as did Cho, "Come on, let's go..." Draco hissed as he swished his robe, and walked out of the Great Hall quickly, "They're not worth our breath."
"I still don't get what she meant." Crabbe whined, as he ran after Draco and Goyle.
"Dumb-asses." Cho coughed, to Angelina and Chanse, and they laughed.
"Malcolm aren't you going after them?" Cho hissed.
Malcolm bent down next to Angelina's ear and whispered, "I always knew you were a true Slytherin." Malcolm leaned into Angelina, and Angelina scooted away from him. Malcolm stood up and looked at the girls, "Angelina there's no point in ignoring me."
Malcolm started too walked out of the Great Hall, and Angelina scooted back over to Cho. "What was that..." Chanse's voice trailed off, Malcolm sat back down next to Angelina.
"Angelina," Malcolm put his arm around Angelina and pulled her closer to him, "How about a rebel Gryffindor, like yourself, and a Slytherin, like me, go of for some snogging...for old time sake?" Malcolm smiled.
"Malcolm I think you should leave before you create a scene." A confident voice said from behind Angelina.
"Says who?" Malcolm turned around, as did Angelina, and saw Fred Weasley standing there, giving him a death glare.
Malcolm stood up in Fred's face, "Oh my dear Weasley, I'm not the one creating the scene. It's you." Malcolm pointed behind Fred, and Fred turned around and saw some of the Gryffindor's staring at them, and the rest weren't paying any attention.
"Malcolm leave." Fred calmly said, as he pointed Malcolm to the door.
"I'm not going to listen to you!" Malcolm shouted.
"Leave Malcolm," Angelina slowly stood up next to Fred, "you and I were a long, long time ago, and that was a stupid mistake on my part. It's in the past, and that's where I want it to stay."
Malcolm stepped forward towards Angelina, and Fred stepped in front of her, "Can't I talk to her?"
"No."
"Fred," Angelina softly placed her hand on Fred's shoulder, and nodded. Fred took a step to the side; Angelina walked to Malcolm, "What?"
Malcolm leaned by her ear, "Sometimes the past doesn't like to stay there." He moved away and looked at Angelina's face, and then grabbed her and pulled her close a quickly French-kissed her, and then quickly walked out of the Great Hall.
Angelina stood there, in shock, and then she snapped out of her daze, when she heard Fred, starting to run after him. A few seconds later Fred was running after Malcolm, but Angelina grabbed his hand, and pulled him back to her.
When Angelina grabbed his arm, and turned him around he turned around, and stood right in front of her face, "It's not worth it." Angelina whispered to Fred.
"You're worth it."
Angelina looked down at the ground, and blushed, and then looked back up at Fred, who was blushing too.
"Um...Thanks." Angelina hugged Fred, and kissed his cheek, and then sat back down.
"That was so sweet." Cho sighed. Chanse didn't say anything she just slowly continued to eat her food.
"Chanse?" Angelina whispered.
"Huh?"
"What's Fred doing?"
Chanse looked up at Fred, who was still just standing there in shock, "He still standing there, with a really funny looked on his face." Chanse began to softly laugh.
Angelina and Cho, without thinking, turned around and looked at Fred, and Cho began to laugh with Chanse, and Angelina blushed and began to laugh with them too.
Fred quickly came out of his daze, and looked at the girls and blushed and walked out of the Great Hall.
The girls stopped laughing and went back to eating.
"So Angelina you and Fred?"
"Your point, Cho?" Angelina hissed, acting like she didn't know what Cho meant.
"Well you should ask him to the end-of-the-year dance."
"One: That's two months away. Two: I think the guy should always ask the girl." Angelina said, as she tossed a treacle tart in her mouth.
Cho and Chanse looked at each other and laughed, "What's so funny?" Angelina whined.
"Nothing." Cho and Chanse said at the same time, and began to laugh harder.
"Ok that wasn't that funny." Angelina huffed.
"Ok, ok..." Cho wiped a tear from her eye, from laughing so hard, "We'll stop." Chanse nodded vigorously.
Supper went on, and when the girls were finished eating they got up, and started to walk out of the Great Hall, when Pansy Parkinson stepped in front of them, and flicked her nose in the air, and walked off with three second years following behind her. "Isn't that Oliver Wood's girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
"It's a shame what happened to him."
"Yeah, I feel bad for his girlfriend." The three girls looked back at Chanse, who was standing at the end of the Ravenclaw table talking with Angelina and Cho.
"GIRLS!" Pansy yelled, and the three girls came running to her as fast as their legs could take them.
"Yes Pansy?" They all said at the same time.
"One: That is not Oliver Wood's girlfriend; she is just an Oliver Wood groupie. The true Oliver Wood girlfriend is my good friend Blaise Zabini. Two: Never feel sorry for anyone outside of your house...that's just not like a Slytherin, now is it?" The girls shook their heads, "Good. Now that we have that cleared out of the way..."
"Pansy!" A voice yelled.
"Who wants to know?"
"I already know you." The voice got louder.
"Blaise?" Pansy squinted down the tables.
Sure enough Blaise was walking up to Pansy, with anger. "Pansy Parkinson...I am not Oliver Wood's girlfriend...nor will I ever be his girlfriend." Pansy's mouth dropped.
"But...but..."
"Shut up Pansy!" Blaise screamed.
When Blaise screamed Angelina, Cho, and Chanse all stopped talking and looked over at Pansy, Blaise, and the three girls.
"I'm not his girlfriend, his girlfriend is that great caring woman over there," Blaise pointed to Chanse, "He fell in love with her the first time he laid eyes on her. He may have not told me this but I can tell these things..." Blaise took a deep breath in, and walked up in Pansy's face, "so before you start saying shit that isn't true, you better see who you're messing with!" Blaise pushed her way past Pansy and walked out of the Great Hall.
Chanse, Angelina, Cho, Pansy, and the three girls all stood there with their mouths open. "What just happened?" Pansy whispered.
"Well you just got royally bitched at." Angelina smirked.
"Oh go blow your boyfriend, Fred." Pansy yelled back, as she started to walk out of the Great Hall.
"At least I have a boyfriend, or at least a guy that is attracted to me for my looks, and me!" Angelina yelled.
Pansy stopped in her tracks, and looked back at Angelina, and then huffed and walked on.
"Bitch." Cho coughed, and Angelina and Cho started to laugh, "Oh come on Chanse, it was funny." Cho nudged.
"Guys I'll catch up with you later." Chanse whispered as she walked out of the Great Hall, very quickly.
Once Chanse was outside, she looked around, but she didn't see Blaise anywhere. "Dumbledore will no where she is." Chanse nodded her head, and ran down the walkway, to Dumbledore's office, pushing her way past Pansy.
"Watch where you're going bitch!" Pansy yelled, as she balanced herself.
"Fuck off Pansy!" Chanse yelled back.
Pansy rolled her eyes, and went on her way to the Slytherin commons room.
When Chanse reached Dumbledore's door, there was a note on it:
Dear Reader,
If this is important you may reach me in the hospital wing...I have business to attend to there.
If this is not important please come here, later.
Thank you
Albus Dumbledore
Chanse sighed, and pulled out her Trilinal Ache Remover pills, and took two, and sat down, against the wall.
After awhile Chanse stood up, and when she stood up she got really dizzy, "Oh," She caught herself, and leaned against wall, "What the hell?" She looked down at the bottle, and the writing on the bottle, started to blur together, as she began to read it...Dormitorius Sleeping...
"Oh crap..." Chanse didn't even finish reading the bottle; she shoved it in her pocket, and began to walk towards the hospital wing.
When she was outside the door, she leaned against the wall, next to the door, and opened it, and then stumbled in, "Wrong pills, Mrs..." Chanse fell fast asleep and fell to the ground.
"Dobby!" Mrs. Pomfrey yelled, "Winky!"
A few moments' later two little elves came running down the hallway, with a stretcher, and they picked Chanse up, and the sleeping pills fell out of her hand and onto the ground, and rolled over to the leg of a waiting room chair. Dobby and Winky placed Chanse onto the stretcher and wheeled her down the hallway.
Mrs. Pomfrey stood up from her desk and walked over to the bottle on the ground, and picked it up and read the label, "Dormitorius Sleeping Pills." She whispered, "Poppy you seriously need to be more careful."
She walked to the medicine cabinet behind her desk and opened it, placed the sleeping pills in there, and pulled out the Trilinal pills. She shut the cabinet and locked it, and walked down the hallway to Chanse's room.
Outside of Chanse's room, she stopped and walked into Oliver's room, where Dumbledore had a huge spell book open, and was chanting spells, "Albus, Mr. and Mrs. Wood will be here in twenty minutes."
"Thank you Poppy."
Mrs. Pomfrey nodded her head, shut the door, and walk into Chanse's room.
"We've set her up on some Gensinson Revival liquids." Winky said, as she stuck Chanse's arm with a needle, which was attached to the liquid.
"Good, she should be awake by about eleven and then we can send her home, and she can sleep there, and she can either miss the first class or not...that part will be up to her body."' Mrs. Pomfrey set the Trilinal next to Chanse's bedside table, and signaled Dobby and Winky to leave Chanse alone.
Dobby and Winky cleaned up in Chanse's room, and then walked out and Mrs. Pomfrey grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door close to shut, and then stuck her head back in and looked at Chanse, "Good night." Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, and then she shut the door.
Chanse woke up around eleven thirty, that night, to the sound of a knock. "Chanse?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as she opened the door slowly.
"Mmm huh?" Chanse yawned, as she rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"I happy to see you awake," Mrs. Pomfrey smiled and came in the room, and sat down on Chanse's bed, "I accidentally gave you...sleeping pills." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed, as she scratched her head.
"Oh," Chanse said nervously, but then laughed.
"Yes...I'm terribly sorry about that." Mrs. Pomfrey smiled, as she stood up, "Well I think you should get back to your room. But I know that the pills could still be in your system, so you have my permission to skip your first class tomorrow." She smiled.
"Oh thanks!" Chanse excitedly said.
"You're welcome." Mrs. Pomfrey laughed. "Well I'll be at my front desk, so whenever you want to leave tell me," she walked to the door, and started to walk out, "so that I can get someone to walk you back to your room.
Chanse nodded, and watched Mrs. Pomfrey close the door. Chanse crawled out of bed, and walked to the window and looked up into the cloudy sky, and watched the quickly moving clouds run over the half moon.
Chanse continued to watch the sky for a little longer, when she heard a door shut outside her room. "Do you think this is the right decision?" A man whispered, from the hallway.
Chanse walked over closer to the door.
"I think it's the only one we have." A woman whispered back.
"I know," the man whispered back, "well we need to go to Albus, he needs to talk to us."
Chanse leaned against the door, and heard footsteps walking farther away from her door.