Chapter 7

The next morning, everyone except Emma was running around and trying to find the answers to their homework. Phil and Terry asked Emma, but she just said it was their loss and she wasn't going to help anyone. Lisa got all her answers from a second year named Samantha.

Everything went well in her classes, except her fellow Ravenclaw students got in trouble.

"What did you think you were doing?" Professor Sprout was yelling. "Miss Brocklehurst, I'm surprised at you! I thought Herbology was your favorite subject!"

"But it is, Professor!" argued Mandy. "We just had so much homework last night, I couldn't find the time!"

"No excuses, Miss Brocklehurst. 4 points from Ravenclaw and from anyone else who did not finish their homework!"

Potions was by far the worst class they had.

"You fools! How dare you not finish your homework! Pop quiz now and 20 points from Ravenclaw, each! It'll teach you better for next time, not that their will ever be a next time when any of you dare not to finish your homework! And if there is a next time, I'll make it 60 points each!"

At lunch, everyone was protesting against what Snape had done.

"20 points! Is he crazy or something! That's 5 times what Professor Sprout took away! 20 points!" said Phil.

"This is not fair! I'm complaining to Professor Flitwick!" (The head of Ravenclaw house) said Padma.

"At least I didn't get into trouble, you lot just didn't find the time, isn't that right Mandy?" said Emma.

"Emma, no one's like you ok! Bah, no one's like you? I mean no one likes you! You can stop being Miss Perfect and start having a life!" yelled Mandy.

Emma's eyes were filled with tears.

"That's not true" she whispered.

"It is, Emma! It really is!" Padma said.

"I've got friends" said Emma.

"Who? Name one friend you've got, Emma. One friend you've got!" Phil yelled.

She looked around the table, and her eyes stopped at Lisa.

"Lisa's my friend"

"Lisa? Lisa? You really think Lisa is your friend?" asked Phil.

"Yes" Tears were rolling down her cheeks now.

"Why would Lisa be your friend?" asked Mandy. "No one likes a selfish snob who thinks they're the best!"

"Is Emma your friend Lisa?" asked Padma. "Is she?"

"Well—" Lisa didn't know. Emma hadn't exactly been there for her as a real friend would, but she was the one that she was with the whole time at Hogwarts.

"See? Even Lisa doesn't like you!" said Phil.

"Who would?" asked Mandy.

Emma had had enough. She burst into tears and tore out of the Great Hall, leaving her book bag behind. Terry was the only one not saying; he just looked at his shoes the whole time.

"I never said she wasn't my friend!" said Lisa.

"We know" said Phil.

"Then why did you say that?"

"Because hopefully it will teach her a lesson!" snapped Mandy.

Lisa grabbed Emma's book bag and ran out of the Great Hall. She ran to the grey knight and said:

"Butterbeer!" It moved and she slipped through the narrow doorway. Emma wasn't in the common room, so Lisa checked the dormitory. She wasn't there either. She slumped on her bed, dissatisfied.

Their next class, Charms, was with the Slytherins. Emma was there, but she wasn't talking to anyone and looked rather sulky. Her face was red from crying and she looked away when Lisa smiled at her. Lisa dropped Emma's book bag by her feet and Emma picked it up, her face expressionless. Lisa frowned at the fact that her friend no longer liked her anymore. They had to work in pairs and just as Lisa hurried over to be with Emma, Emma went with a Slytherin girl named Millicent Bulstrode. Everyone got partnered up, and the only people left were Lisa and a Slytherin girl named Pansy Parkinson. Neither of them looked forward to being partners with each other. Emma scribbled something down while they were waiting Professor Flitwick to get back from his talk with Professor McGonagall. She picked up her wand and levitated the paper over to Lisa's desk. Lisa looked at it and frowned. It said:

I thought we were friends!

Lisa looked at Emma, who had tears in her eyes again.

But we are friends! Lisa mouthed, but Emma looked away. When Professor Flitwick was back, Pansy raised her hand.

"Yes, Miss Parkinson?"
"Lisa and that girl—"(she pointed at Emma) "—were passing notes!"

"Now, now! Miss Turpin, Miss Thomson, need I remind you that passing notes are not allowed in my class!"

"But Professor, she used Wingardium Leviosa, the spell you taught us yourself!" said Lisa, trying to get Emma out of trouble.

"Really? I'd like to see you do that! Please, come up!" Emma stood up and walked to the front of the room.

"Please let her mess up!" Phil was saying.

"Mr. Moons, keep it down!" said Professor Flitwick. Then he turned to Emma.

"Would you please levitate this book to that chair please?" Emma nodded.

"Please let her mess up!" said Phil, louder than he expected.

"Mr. Moons, that will do!" said Professor Flitwick angrily.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" said Emma, and the book rose from Professor Flitwick's desk and landed on the chair he was pointing to.

"Very good!" he squeaked. "15 points to Ravenclaw! I hope Miss Thomson here is everyone's role model now! You may sit down."

Loads of people smirked. Very few people clapped.

"Her? My role model? I don't think so!" said Mandy, loud enough for the whole class to hear.

"Miss Brocklehurst! I expected better from you! 5 points from Ravenclaw!"

"She's turning out to be like Granger!" said Draco Malfoy. "Pity they aren't both mudbloods."

Emma burst out crying again.

"Mr. Malfoy! 50 points from Slytherin and detention!"

"You think I'm scared? I'm not, this is just a lame class, that's all."

A few Slytherin girls gasped when he said this.

"100 points from Slytherin and detention for a month!"

"You are in big trouble Mr. Malfoy! Straight to Dumbledore's office with you!"

There were many oohs, but Draco didn't seem in the least bit upset or scared.

"Aren't you scared?" asked Pansy. "You could be expelled!"

"No, I won't. My father works for the Ministry of Magic; he'll get me out of expulsion."

Lisa looked at her feet, feeling as though she would cry too. What she had done to help her friend had just made everything 10 times worse.

In the common room that night, everyone was bullying Emma worst than ever.

"Ooh Miss Thomson! Would you like to come up here and perform the killing curse? Oh, you have no one to do it on? Why don't you try yourself!" yelled Mandy as Emma was walking past her to the dormitories.

Padma and Phil burst out laughing. Terry once again said nothing. Lisa followed her to the dormitory.

"Emma—"

"No! Save it, ok? I don't want to hear it, and I know you don't want to say it. Why don't you just stay away from me? I'm not your friend!"

"Yes you are! I didn't say you weren't—you know! They answered for me!"

"You hesitated! A true friend wouldn't hesitate if they asked them that question!"

"But—I—I—"

"No, Lisa! If you didn't want to be my friend, then why didn't you just tell me? You'd done enough by ganging up on me!"

"But I do want to be your friend!"

"Go away!"

Tears of anger started welling up in both Lisa and Emma's eyes.

"Fine!" yelled Lisa and she ran out of the dormitory.

"Why were you talking to her?" asked Padma in the common room.

"Because she's my friend, that's why!" snapped Lisa. No one else attempted to talk to her. They all did their homework in silence.