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Deirdre woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and happy. She went to take a nice, hot shower and wet down to the Banquet Room to eat breakfast. She sat down next to Sammy, who was already wolfing his food down.

"Hey," she said.

"Mwufuey," Sammy said with his mouth full.

Deirdre smiled. She noticed that Edward and Zandra were not at the table eating breakfast.

"Sammy, have you seen Zandra? Or Edward?"

Sammy shook his head. "Nope," he said, "haven't seen them since yesterday."

Deirdre sighed and began to eat her breakfast.

"Hey Deirdre, did Edward tell you about his plan?"

She nodded.

"So, what do you think?"

"I don't know. Might be…….interesting to try."

"Yeah," Sammy said, "that's what I thought too. So are you going to help him? I am!"

"Yes, why not?" Deirdre said.

Just then, Zandra came and sat down. Her face was pale, and she looked angry.

"Uh…..good morning Zandra," Sammy said, "Are you all right?"

'Fine, I'm fine," Zandra said, "Nothing is wrong."

"I never said anything was," Sammy muttered.

"I heard that!" Zandra spat.

"Sorry."

"Um, have you seen Edward?" Sammy asked her politely.

Zandra said, "Yes, I saw him."

"Is he not coming to breakfast?" Deirdre said.

"He'll come."

Sure enough, a few minutes later Edward appeared.

"Hello, everyone," he said.

"Hey, where have you been?" Sammy asked.

"Around."

Zandra said nothing to Edward. They had already had a conversation earlier that morning.

Earlier that morning………………………

Edward awoke in the morning and found Zandra sleeping next to him. For some reason, he had thought the event from the night before had been nothing but a dream, but here she was, sleeping nude next to him.

"Shit," Edward muttered and got up. He took a shower and got dressed.

Zandra was still asleep.

"Damn it……ZANDRA, WAKE UP!"

Zandra's eyelids fluttered and she awoke with a yawn. "What?" she asked.

The tone of her voice did not please Edward.

"Did you sleep well?" Zandra asked in a softer tone.

"I had an ok sleep."

"Me too."

The room was quiet all of a sudden.

"Listen," Edward said, "Zandra……………..

"Yes?" Zandra asked. She was still yawning.

"Listen, about last night…………."

"What about it?" Zandra asked, "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it?"

Edward ignored her. "Let me talk, ok?"

"ok."

"I would appreciate it if what happened last night be kept a secret. In fact, don't even mention it to ME, ok?"

Zandra's eyes grew wide. "you mean, you and I ……..

"You and I? We're not an item! All we did was have sex! That was it!"
"that was it? What the hell do you mean, THAT WAS IT!? One night stand and you're rid of me??"

Edward rolled his eyes. "Stop being dramatic. You're the one who seduced ME."

"Oh, so it's all my fault? You didn't stop me, dammit!" And she began to cry. That seemed unlike her totally.

"Oh stop it," Edward snapped, "I don't love you. I don't even like you. So just stop crying. And hurry up and get the fuck out of my room."

Zandra's teary eyes filled with rage. She slapped Edward. "I hate you!" She cried, "I thought you were a nice guy!"

"Well, everyone does."

Zandra began to clothe herself.

"Hurry, up and leave."

"You know what? I hope I get PREGNANT, SO EVERYONE WILL KNOW WHAT A DICK YOU ARE!!" she screamed.

"That's so incredibly stupid, because then PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHAT A WHORE YOU ARE!!" Edward screamed back, "AND IF YOU DO GET PREGNANT, DON"T YOU DARE SAY I'M THE FATHER!!! DON'T YOU DARE TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

'Fine, I will," Zandra said and marched out of his room.

Zandra had gone to her room and cried for awhile. But she decided to pull herself together and go eat breakfast………………………….

"……………….Zandra?"

"Oh, yes?"

Deirdre was looking at her with a concerned look in her face. "I asked you if you wanted some toast?"

"Oh, yes please."

Edward finished his orange juice and got up. "Well, I'm going know. Bye" and off he went.

"Edward was pretty quiet, wasn't he?" Sammy said.

"Yeah," Deirdre answered.

Zandra said nothing. She coughed. "I'm going to get going to. You guys best get going with me. We're in the same class."

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Later on, the first year students had an interesting lesson in Defense against the dark arts.

If you don't remember, Mr. Ether was the teacher.

"Today, we will talk about the boy who lived," Mr. Ether said.

Deirdre looked up. She had never heard about that.

"Oh bother," Sammy muttered, "Back in my homeland Scotland, all you HEAR is about the boy who lived."

"Sammy," Mr. Ether said gently, "Please do let me continue."

"sorry."

"well, I'm sure most of you have heard about the famous Harry Potter."

The class cheered.

"I haven't," Deirdre said.

Mr. Ether looked at her. His eyes had gotten teary for some reason. "Well, Deirdre…..Harry Potter is famous because, …….voldemort attacked him when he was just a year old. And he survived. And voldemort did not. All that Harry suffered form the attack was a scar in the shape of a lighting bolt."

"And the death of his parents!" Sammy said.

"Yes, that too."

Deirdre asked, "And where is he now?"

"Harry Potter is now at school in England. At Hogwarts."

Mr. Ether talked some more, but all Deirdre could think of was how a small child could have lived through such a horrendous ordeal. And that was really to think about.

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