Ch. 10- Hatred Grows
That morning Hazel didn't hear her alarm go off. She always was hard to wake up and with the night she had last night she was lucky she got up before her first class started.
Hazel put on as much make-up as she could put on but you could still see the bruises so she made up a story.
Hazel's first class was Herbology with the Gryffindors. She grabbed her books and ran up the stairs and out of the dungeons to the Great Hall. When she reached there Ron, Harry and Hermione were coming out.
All breakfast long Harry had been going out of his mind wondering where Hazel was. Then he saw her and his heart dropped.
"Oh my god Hazel what happened? Was it Malfoy? Did he do this?" asked Harry as he ran up to her and took her in his arms.
"No Harry it wasn't Malfoy," said Hazel but she had to stop because she was about to cry.
"Hazel who did this to you?" asked Ron.
Hazel gathered up all of her strength and poured out a nice big lie.
"It was my fault. I wanted to look around the school last night and well I didn't know the stairs move on you and I was walking on them and they moved and I almost fell off," she said.
"Oh Hazel you have such bad luck when it comes to these things," said Harry and he kissed her on the forehead. Hazel laughed at that but inside she really wanted to cry.
Ron now didn't seem too interested in Hazel anymore he was looking at some 6th year Hufflepuff girls. Harry seemed to have bought the lie but Hermione was looking at Hazel suspitusely.
While they were walking to the greenhouse Hermione pulled Hazel back with her.
"So would you like to tell me what really happened?" asked Hermione quietly.
"What do you mean? I told the truth," said Hazel.
"Then why do some of those bruises have hand prints?" asked Hermione.
"Look I have no idea.." started Hazel.
"If you want to tell me want really happened then meet me in the library after dinner," said Hermione and she walked into the greenhouse.
Hazel wasn't sure if she should even bother with telling Hermione because she knew Malfoy wouldn't attempt it again and if he did she would stop him like before. In the end she decided to just forget about it. She walked into the greenhouse holding Harry's hand. She loved to hold his hand. He made her feel so safe and strong.
"Do you know who the prettiest girl in this school is?" asked Harry in her ear.
"No, who?" asked Hazel a bit concerned.
"Well I will give you a hint, Its someone I love," said Harry.
"I already knew Hermione was pretty," said Hazel.
Harry laughed.
"It's not Hermione. It's someone I would like to kiss right now," he said.
Hazel smiled then said in a seductive way "Then why don't you?"
Harry leaned in and gave Hazel another award winning kiss. Neither of them stopped until someone came up to them.
"That looks like it tastes good," said Malfoy. "Can I have a taste?"
"You stay away from her Malfoy!" said Harry.
"She a Slytherin, Potter. So that's going to be kind OF hard to do," said Malfoy.
Then he smiled at her. Hazel had a chill go down her spine.
"So did she do something wrong to get those bruises?" asked Malfoy.
"Not that it's any of your business but she fell on the stairs," said Harry.
"Oh she did, did she," said Malfoy not taking his eyes off of Hazel's glaring eyes.
"Malfoy why don't you just leave us alone," said Hazel.
"I will, for now," said Malfoy and he walked closer to Hazel then looked over at Harry and walked to the other side of the greenhouse.
Harry grabbed Hazel's wrist to bring her hand to his mouth for a kiss but Hazel pulled it away.
"No!" she yelled thinking it was Malfoy.
"What's wrong !!?" asked Harry in alarm.
Harry grabbing Hazel's wrist reminded her of Malfoy's attack.
"I'm sorry. You surprised me," said Hazel.
Harry and Hazel cuddled for a few minutes. Hermione had been watching everything very closely and she knew what was going on she also knew Hazel's bruises weren't from the stairs.
That morning Hazel didn't hear her alarm go off. She always was hard to wake up and with the night she had last night she was lucky she got up before her first class started.
Hazel put on as much make-up as she could put on but you could still see the bruises so she made up a story.
Hazel's first class was Herbology with the Gryffindors. She grabbed her books and ran up the stairs and out of the dungeons to the Great Hall. When she reached there Ron, Harry and Hermione were coming out.
All breakfast long Harry had been going out of his mind wondering where Hazel was. Then he saw her and his heart dropped.
"Oh my god Hazel what happened? Was it Malfoy? Did he do this?" asked Harry as he ran up to her and took her in his arms.
"No Harry it wasn't Malfoy," said Hazel but she had to stop because she was about to cry.
"Hazel who did this to you?" asked Ron.
Hazel gathered up all of her strength and poured out a nice big lie.
"It was my fault. I wanted to look around the school last night and well I didn't know the stairs move on you and I was walking on them and they moved and I almost fell off," she said.
"Oh Hazel you have such bad luck when it comes to these things," said Harry and he kissed her on the forehead. Hazel laughed at that but inside she really wanted to cry.
Ron now didn't seem too interested in Hazel anymore he was looking at some 6th year Hufflepuff girls. Harry seemed to have bought the lie but Hermione was looking at Hazel suspitusely.
While they were walking to the greenhouse Hermione pulled Hazel back with her.
"So would you like to tell me what really happened?" asked Hermione quietly.
"What do you mean? I told the truth," said Hazel.
"Then why do some of those bruises have hand prints?" asked Hermione.
"Look I have no idea.." started Hazel.
"If you want to tell me want really happened then meet me in the library after dinner," said Hermione and she walked into the greenhouse.
Hazel wasn't sure if she should even bother with telling Hermione because she knew Malfoy wouldn't attempt it again and if he did she would stop him like before. In the end she decided to just forget about it. She walked into the greenhouse holding Harry's hand. She loved to hold his hand. He made her feel so safe and strong.
"Do you know who the prettiest girl in this school is?" asked Harry in her ear.
"No, who?" asked Hazel a bit concerned.
"Well I will give you a hint, Its someone I love," said Harry.
"I already knew Hermione was pretty," said Hazel.
Harry laughed.
"It's not Hermione. It's someone I would like to kiss right now," he said.
Hazel smiled then said in a seductive way "Then why don't you?"
Harry leaned in and gave Hazel another award winning kiss. Neither of them stopped until someone came up to them.
"That looks like it tastes good," said Malfoy. "Can I have a taste?"
"You stay away from her Malfoy!" said Harry.
"She a Slytherin, Potter. So that's going to be kind OF hard to do," said Malfoy.
Then he smiled at her. Hazel had a chill go down her spine.
"So did she do something wrong to get those bruises?" asked Malfoy.
"Not that it's any of your business but she fell on the stairs," said Harry.
"Oh she did, did she," said Malfoy not taking his eyes off of Hazel's glaring eyes.
"Malfoy why don't you just leave us alone," said Hazel.
"I will, for now," said Malfoy and he walked closer to Hazel then looked over at Harry and walked to the other side of the greenhouse.
Harry grabbed Hazel's wrist to bring her hand to his mouth for a kiss but Hazel pulled it away.
"No!" she yelled thinking it was Malfoy.
"What's wrong !!?" asked Harry in alarm.
Harry grabbing Hazel's wrist reminded her of Malfoy's attack.
"I'm sorry. You surprised me," said Hazel.
Harry and Hazel cuddled for a few minutes. Hermione had been watching everything very closely and she knew what was going on she also knew Hazel's bruises weren't from the stairs.