Chapter 11
The Fall of Jennifer
As Jennifer quietly walked back to the school, she noticed that the people passing her by were staring at her as if she was some sort of demon. Once she got inside the building, she saw Ron and went up to him. "Hey Ron" she said in a worried tone.
"Hey…" he said.
"Umm…I have a question. WHY THE FUCK DOES EVERYONE KEEP GLARING AT ME!" she screamed angrily.
"I was hoping you hadn't noticed" he said nervously.
"Umm…Ron…is there something I should know about?"
"Uh…yeah…there is. Ok please promise me you will not go hunt down the person and try to murder them or something" he said.
"Alright I promise. Now tell me!"
"Okay. Well, remember that day that you had cursed out Hermione? It might have been during Snape's class or something."
"Yeah…" she said, "why…"
"Well, she had sworn to Harry and me that she would find revenge on you. And…she did."
"Ron, what are you talking about?" asked Jennifer nervously. She remembered what she had said about Hermione being ugly. She remembered the look on her face. She remembered how she had felt like she was being watched all the time when she was with one of the guys she thought she fancied. And suddenly it hit her. Suddenly she knew what Hermione had done. "Oh God Ron please DON'T say Hermione saw me and Oliver or me and Fred or me and Draco!" she exclaimed nervously biting on her bottom lip.
"Umm…not exactly. She actually saw you with all of them…"
"WHAT!?!?" screamed Jennifer. "Are you serious? Ron please tell me this is some sort of sick joke! Please tell me it isn't true!"
"Umm…if you try, you can get Dumbledore to send you home…" he said unhelpfully.
"Is it really that bad?" she asked looking around at the faces staring at her with a look of loathe, the girls in particular.
"Uh…you can say that."
Jennifer slid down to the floor. She began to hit the back of her head repeatedly against the wall until Ron placed his hand behind it and stopped her. "Ron, I just wanna die. I seriously wanna die. Ron, what exactly did that filthy, I mean Hermione do?"
"Uh…do you really wanna know?" he asked. Seeing her nod a yes, he continued, "Okay. Suit yourself." he sat down next to her and began. "Well, the first time she caught you with Malfoy she thought nothing of it. But when she was going to cheer up Harry she caught you and Oliver. Then she started to get suspicious and began to spy on you. She even had the nerve to steal Colin's camera and snap pictures of you. Luckily though, Colin found his camera in her bag and she was unable to use the pictures as revenge. We think he might have cut out the guys and kept the picture of you in a shrine or something. Anyways," he stopped as he saw Jennifer giggle about what he had said about Colin and a shrine. "Well, she did manage to get a hold of your diary though…"
"WHAT?!?" She screamed again, "I wrote my personal thoughts in there! Oh my God, do you think she read it? OH MY GOD!"
"Jennifer listen that's not the worst part. She found it, made instant copies, and placed them on the plates at the Great Hall just now. Naturally everyone read it and now everyone knows."
"Oh God…" trailed Jennifer, "What the HELL am I gonna do Ron?"
"Umm…you can always sign up for the Witness Protection Program…"
"Ron this isn't a joke. You have no clue how I feel. It wasn't bad enough that I didn't have many friends to start with but now the friends I DID have aren't even gonna wanna look at me!" screamed Jennifer as she stormed up the stairs, eyes following her.
She walked into the Gryffindor Common Room, slammed the door and leaned against it, closing her eyes. "Ahem" she heard a voice say. She looked in the direction of which it came from and saw Oliver, holding a copy of one of the pages of her diary.
"Oh God," she said, "Please say you didn't read it."
"Umm…actually…I did," he said in a flat, angry tone.
"Oliver, I-I'm, I'm sorry. It's just that-"
Oliver had cut her off, "It's just that what, you can't be happy with one guy so you go and get yourself three? Is that it? For all we know you could have more! How about Colin is he your little boyfriend too? Or Seamus? I see the way you look at him! Or Neville! We all know you only help him so you could get a snog." He continued naming names until he came upon a conclusion. "You know what Jennifer?" he said in disgust, "You're just a stupid whore. That's all you ever were and that's all you are ever going to be. I can't believe I ever actually fancied you. What the fuck was I thinking, fancying a stupid desperate whore like you."
Suddenly Jennifer began to cry. Oliver, who had never seen her like this was flabbergasted. He couldn't think of anything to say. He couldn't even believe he had been so mean to her. He didn't know what had come over him. He knew he still wanted her. He knew he'd still do anything for her. But he didn't know why he had said the things he said. "Jennifer," he began, walking slowly over to her, "I'm sorry."
Jennifer just buried her head in her arms and continued crying. Oliver put his arm around her and she immediately fell into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Oh Oliver! I never meant to hurt anyone! I was just so confused! I knew I fancied one of you guys I just wasn't sure who! And I decided to try to figure out but it all ended up so wrong! And I never did anything to that Hermione! I swear! I don't even know why she hates me! God I just wanna die! Everyone hates me! No one liked me to begin with but now no one will ever!" She hugged him tighter and continued sobbing until he pulled her away.
He looked her in the eye, "Jennifer, I'm sorry for what I said. And trust me, when they hear it from me and the other guys, they won't think you're a whore. I'll talk to them. They all know that Hermione is totally jealous of you anyway. They probably don't believe a word she said. They only believe what they read because they have no idea who sent those copies. But once they find out they'll forget all about it."
Jennifer just looked at him and smiled weakly. "Thanks," she said as she gave him a hug and got up, "I owe you." She turned and walked up to the dormitories.
Oliver sighed, "If only you knew that you were the only thing I wanted the most."
The Fall of Jennifer
As Jennifer quietly walked back to the school, she noticed that the people passing her by were staring at her as if she was some sort of demon. Once she got inside the building, she saw Ron and went up to him. "Hey Ron" she said in a worried tone.
"Hey…" he said.
"Umm…I have a question. WHY THE FUCK DOES EVERYONE KEEP GLARING AT ME!" she screamed angrily.
"I was hoping you hadn't noticed" he said nervously.
"Umm…Ron…is there something I should know about?"
"Uh…yeah…there is. Ok please promise me you will not go hunt down the person and try to murder them or something" he said.
"Alright I promise. Now tell me!"
"Okay. Well, remember that day that you had cursed out Hermione? It might have been during Snape's class or something."
"Yeah…" she said, "why…"
"Well, she had sworn to Harry and me that she would find revenge on you. And…she did."
"Ron, what are you talking about?" asked Jennifer nervously. She remembered what she had said about Hermione being ugly. She remembered the look on her face. She remembered how she had felt like she was being watched all the time when she was with one of the guys she thought she fancied. And suddenly it hit her. Suddenly she knew what Hermione had done. "Oh God Ron please DON'T say Hermione saw me and Oliver or me and Fred or me and Draco!" she exclaimed nervously biting on her bottom lip.
"Umm…not exactly. She actually saw you with all of them…"
"WHAT!?!?" screamed Jennifer. "Are you serious? Ron please tell me this is some sort of sick joke! Please tell me it isn't true!"
"Umm…if you try, you can get Dumbledore to send you home…" he said unhelpfully.
"Is it really that bad?" she asked looking around at the faces staring at her with a look of loathe, the girls in particular.
"Uh…you can say that."
Jennifer slid down to the floor. She began to hit the back of her head repeatedly against the wall until Ron placed his hand behind it and stopped her. "Ron, I just wanna die. I seriously wanna die. Ron, what exactly did that filthy, I mean Hermione do?"
"Uh…do you really wanna know?" he asked. Seeing her nod a yes, he continued, "Okay. Suit yourself." he sat down next to her and began. "Well, the first time she caught you with Malfoy she thought nothing of it. But when she was going to cheer up Harry she caught you and Oliver. Then she started to get suspicious and began to spy on you. She even had the nerve to steal Colin's camera and snap pictures of you. Luckily though, Colin found his camera in her bag and she was unable to use the pictures as revenge. We think he might have cut out the guys and kept the picture of you in a shrine or something. Anyways," he stopped as he saw Jennifer giggle about what he had said about Colin and a shrine. "Well, she did manage to get a hold of your diary though…"
"WHAT?!?" She screamed again, "I wrote my personal thoughts in there! Oh my God, do you think she read it? OH MY GOD!"
"Jennifer listen that's not the worst part. She found it, made instant copies, and placed them on the plates at the Great Hall just now. Naturally everyone read it and now everyone knows."
"Oh God…" trailed Jennifer, "What the HELL am I gonna do Ron?"
"Umm…you can always sign up for the Witness Protection Program…"
"Ron this isn't a joke. You have no clue how I feel. It wasn't bad enough that I didn't have many friends to start with but now the friends I DID have aren't even gonna wanna look at me!" screamed Jennifer as she stormed up the stairs, eyes following her.
She walked into the Gryffindor Common Room, slammed the door and leaned against it, closing her eyes. "Ahem" she heard a voice say. She looked in the direction of which it came from and saw Oliver, holding a copy of one of the pages of her diary.
"Oh God," she said, "Please say you didn't read it."
"Umm…actually…I did," he said in a flat, angry tone.
"Oliver, I-I'm, I'm sorry. It's just that-"
Oliver had cut her off, "It's just that what, you can't be happy with one guy so you go and get yourself three? Is that it? For all we know you could have more! How about Colin is he your little boyfriend too? Or Seamus? I see the way you look at him! Or Neville! We all know you only help him so you could get a snog." He continued naming names until he came upon a conclusion. "You know what Jennifer?" he said in disgust, "You're just a stupid whore. That's all you ever were and that's all you are ever going to be. I can't believe I ever actually fancied you. What the fuck was I thinking, fancying a stupid desperate whore like you."
Suddenly Jennifer began to cry. Oliver, who had never seen her like this was flabbergasted. He couldn't think of anything to say. He couldn't even believe he had been so mean to her. He didn't know what had come over him. He knew he still wanted her. He knew he'd still do anything for her. But he didn't know why he had said the things he said. "Jennifer," he began, walking slowly over to her, "I'm sorry."
Jennifer just buried her head in her arms and continued crying. Oliver put his arm around her and she immediately fell into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Oh Oliver! I never meant to hurt anyone! I was just so confused! I knew I fancied one of you guys I just wasn't sure who! And I decided to try to figure out but it all ended up so wrong! And I never did anything to that Hermione! I swear! I don't even know why she hates me! God I just wanna die! Everyone hates me! No one liked me to begin with but now no one will ever!" She hugged him tighter and continued sobbing until he pulled her away.
He looked her in the eye, "Jennifer, I'm sorry for what I said. And trust me, when they hear it from me and the other guys, they won't think you're a whore. I'll talk to them. They all know that Hermione is totally jealous of you anyway. They probably don't believe a word she said. They only believe what they read because they have no idea who sent those copies. But once they find out they'll forget all about it."
Jennifer just looked at him and smiled weakly. "Thanks," she said as she gave him a hug and got up, "I owe you." She turned and walked up to the dormitories.
Oliver sighed, "If only you knew that you were the only thing I wanted the most."