Snape pushed me out of the classroom. Still, half dressed. I was weak, my body hurt and for the first time ever I felt shame.

"You breathe a word about this to anyone, and I'll make sure you pay. Your fathers not the only one with connection's" he hissed before closing the door with a slam. I fought hard to hold back the tears that I felt welling in my eye's. Tears of shame, hate and fear. I thought I heard footsteps and quickly pulled my robes around me, then slowly made my way up to Slytherin Tower. I slipped past the common room and into the showers. I needed a serious one after . . . what had happened. I couldn't bring myself to say it. I couldn't believe it. Even though the water was it's hottest, and I scrubbed until my skin was raw, that dirty, filthy feeling was still there. I suddenly felt nauseous. There was no time to get from the shower to the toilets, so I just threw up where I was. And fell to my knee's, my head resting on the tile wall breathing very hard.

"Somebody puking in here?" I heard Goyle ask

"I know I heard somebody puking in here" Crabbe said

I heard them walk across the room toward the toilets and then toward the shower. I still couldn't move, but managed to pull the towel around my bare bottom.

"Drake gross" Goyle said

"Shut up and help me up" I ordered

"Are you drunk?" Crabbe asked seizing me by my right arm while Goyle grasped my other one.

I pulled on my robe and went over to the sink and began brushing my teeth.

"Well are you?"

"No!" I snapped trying not to spit the toothpaste in his face "I'm just sick"

"Need to go to Madame Pomfrey?" asked Goyle

I rinsed my mouth out and splashed my face with the cool water. I couldn't let them see that I was weak, not now. "Potter"

"Huh?" they asked

"We have to get him now no matter what" I hissed

"But you're on"

"I DON'T CARE!" I snapped "We'll get him" I stormed out of the bathroom and up to my room, they followed me there.

"How? We only have five days left"

I quickly began to change. I'd never been this angry before. "Bludger's" I said simply after I was dressed and sitting on my bed. I saw the questioning looks on their face, and with a swig of Firewhiskey, began to tell them my plan. I saw fear on their faces, and I knew they were questioning me. I had so much Firewhiskey in me by that time that I grew even angrier.

"Are you questioning me?!" I slurred throwing the bottle across the room. Upon hitting the wall it burst into a small fireball then burnt itself out.

"No, Drake we just think maybe that's just a little dangerous" Goyle informed

"We could get into a lot of trouble" Crabbe said shakily

I grabbed the ends of my bed curtains not wanting to hear anymore of their dribble. They'd do it, both they and I knew they would.

"It'd look a little obvious don't you think?" Goyle asked going over to his bed

"How would we get away with it?"

"Make it look like an accident" I told them closing the curtain's