The moment I walked into Dumbledore's office I immediately took a seat at
his desk. "Just do what you have to do so I can get out of here I have a
lot of studying to do."
He calmly approached his desk and took a seat. "Harry, I understand the circumstances and agree that you had every right to hit Mr. Malfoy, however, that doesn't make it right." He watched me glance around at the clock. "Harry I have no other choice, but to ban you from the Quidditch team from this day forward and you will also not be allowed to attend the dance this weekend."
The dance I could handle, I didn't have a date anyways, but not Quidditch. "Figures. Can I go now?"
I could see that Dumbledore was extremely disgusted with my attitude, but at this point I didn't care. "I have high hopes for you Harry. Don't prove me wrong. You're dismissed."
Leave it to Dumbledore to make me feel bad. "I'm sorry Professor. It won't happen again, I promise." We exchanged smiles and then I left. As soon as I exited Dumbledore's office I saw Ron racing down the hall towards me. "Ron are you o.k.? What's wrong?"
He took a second to catch his breath. "Is it true Harry?"
"Is what true?"
"Is it true that you're getting expelled?"
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not getting expelled."
He gave a sigh of relief. "Good. I don't know what I'd do without you. Your my bestfriend, even thought you have been a real ass lately." I smirked. "I think you should head back to the dormitories. I saw Malfoy headed this way..."
"Potter!"
"Speak of the devil. What is it now Malfoy?"
"I came to help."
"Help with what?"
"Help you pack for your ride home." I laughed. "What's so funny?"
"Come on now. You didn't expect Dumbledore to actually expell me did you?"
"Well when my father gets here I guarantee you, you'll be out of Hogwarts before you know it."
"Yeah o.k. whatever. Look Draco I have homework to do, so if you'll excuse me." I rammed my shoulder into his and walked off.
As I entered the common room I saw that Chelsie was waiting for me. "Harry I need to talk to you."
"I'll be in the library if you need me." Ron then exited the room leaving Chelsie and I there alone together.
"What's wrong?" I could see tears running down her cheeks.
"It hurts me to have to do this, but I can't be around you anymore."
"Why not?"
"You know why. "I nodded knowingly. Chelsie wiped away her tears and embraced me. "I was so afraid that you had gotten expelled. I don't know what i'd do without you."
I didn't want to let her go, but I had to. We let go and stared at each other. I watched her come closer. I knew she wanted to kiss me, but I couldn't let her. Before her lips touched mine, I spoke up. "It was nice knowing you Chelsie." She could see the pain in my eyes, but didn't say anything. I quietly walked past her and headed up to my room. This was the day when I realised, just how much I really hated Draco Malfoy.
He calmly approached his desk and took a seat. "Harry, I understand the circumstances and agree that you had every right to hit Mr. Malfoy, however, that doesn't make it right." He watched me glance around at the clock. "Harry I have no other choice, but to ban you from the Quidditch team from this day forward and you will also not be allowed to attend the dance this weekend."
The dance I could handle, I didn't have a date anyways, but not Quidditch. "Figures. Can I go now?"
I could see that Dumbledore was extremely disgusted with my attitude, but at this point I didn't care. "I have high hopes for you Harry. Don't prove me wrong. You're dismissed."
Leave it to Dumbledore to make me feel bad. "I'm sorry Professor. It won't happen again, I promise." We exchanged smiles and then I left. As soon as I exited Dumbledore's office I saw Ron racing down the hall towards me. "Ron are you o.k.? What's wrong?"
He took a second to catch his breath. "Is it true Harry?"
"Is what true?"
"Is it true that you're getting expelled?"
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not getting expelled."
He gave a sigh of relief. "Good. I don't know what I'd do without you. Your my bestfriend, even thought you have been a real ass lately." I smirked. "I think you should head back to the dormitories. I saw Malfoy headed this way..."
"Potter!"
"Speak of the devil. What is it now Malfoy?"
"I came to help."
"Help with what?"
"Help you pack for your ride home." I laughed. "What's so funny?"
"Come on now. You didn't expect Dumbledore to actually expell me did you?"
"Well when my father gets here I guarantee you, you'll be out of Hogwarts before you know it."
"Yeah o.k. whatever. Look Draco I have homework to do, so if you'll excuse me." I rammed my shoulder into his and walked off.
As I entered the common room I saw that Chelsie was waiting for me. "Harry I need to talk to you."
"I'll be in the library if you need me." Ron then exited the room leaving Chelsie and I there alone together.
"What's wrong?" I could see tears running down her cheeks.
"It hurts me to have to do this, but I can't be around you anymore."
"Why not?"
"You know why. "I nodded knowingly. Chelsie wiped away her tears and embraced me. "I was so afraid that you had gotten expelled. I don't know what i'd do without you."
I didn't want to let her go, but I had to. We let go and stared at each other. I watched her come closer. I knew she wanted to kiss me, but I couldn't let her. Before her lips touched mine, I spoke up. "It was nice knowing you Chelsie." She could see the pain in my eyes, but didn't say anything. I quietly walked past her and headed up to my room. This was the day when I realised, just how much I really hated Draco Malfoy.