10

Unfelt Pain

"Pansy Parkinson." Hermione crossed her arms. Draco sighed.

"Of course. She is in love with me, she could have found out about me and Adrienne and not liked what she heard." He shook his head, trying to think about what he had ever seen in her. Oh that's right, he had to like her. It wasn't his choice.

"See, that was my first thought. However, that doesn't seem to be the case. Before I came over here, I confronted her. She did a pretty good job of trying to poison you, which surprised me. Almost, anyway. While you were piling food onto your plate, I saw her signal over a house elf and point directly at you, giving him a small dark bottle. I had my suspicions, but I just assumed that he was supposed to spill something on you. The time never came, so I just let it go."

"But what did she say when you talked to her?" Ron took her arm and sat her on the bed next to him.

"Oh yea that. I asked her 'What did you do to Adrienne?' and she got really nervous and started shaking, barely managing to say 'What are you talking about?' She was sweating, stuttering, this girl is a horrible liar. So when I asked her how she found out about Draco and Adrienne, I was surprised when her mood completely changed. She went 'What about Drakie and that bitch?' and I could tell she wasn't lying."

"I don't know, Hermione," Draco said suspiciously. "I don't trust her. She could be trying to trick you. I've never really known her to be a liar in the past, good or bad." Harry stood up and put his arms around Katty and Ron's shoulders. Katty blushed.

"No matter what, all of us should be on our toes. Pansy may not seem like a threat, but remember that she's part of the dark side. I trust Malfoy, but that's the only one I'm letting near us." Everyone gave confused looks towards Harry.

"You trust me? Already?" Harry shrugged.

"I have an idea. Do we all agree that we're pretty much all in this together?" Everyone nodded. "Alright, then. I think we should use the DA coins to call meetings or to signal everyone to go to one place."

"Where do we meet? The Room of Requirement isn't really necessary, is it?" Adrienne asked.

Hermione smiled. "The girl's bathroom on the third floor! Remember Harry, Ron?"

"What did you three have some sort of sick fetish threesome in there or something, or all you all smirking for the hell of it?" Draco retorted. Adrienne hit his shoulder and gave him an evil glare. "OK! I'll be nice, geez…. abuse alert." Adrienne snickered and ruffled his hair, Draco laughed too. Harry's face fell, but really tried to control himself.

"Harry, Hermione and I have had a lot of experience there, in 2nd year we made an illegal potion for a month, no one bothered us. And it was actually the secret entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. Moaning Myrtle makes sure no one ever goes in there, we'll use that as a meeting place."

"Now, normally, Harry would change the time and date of the meetings for the D.A. and all of our coins would change to mimic his. But, since we'll be together quite often and we're doing nothing illegal, we can meet immediately without being thought of suspiciously. Taking this to heart, I think I'll add a setting that reads NOW or LUNCH in big letters on the side of the coin." Everyone nodded, except Draco of course. He opened his mouth to ask what the bloody hell everyone was talking about, but Adrienne put a finger to his lips.

"I'll explain later." He nodded. Another tug at Harry's heart. Harry put his arm around Katty, glaring at Draco. Draco returned the glare and kissed Adrienne's cheek. Harry felt his cheeks flush with anger. He squeezed Katty's hand hard while trying to stifle his anger.

"Ow!" Katty's yelp woke Harry from his unfocused blur. His head snapped up as he became fully conscious of the room again.

"So, um, Hermione, maybe we should go round and get all the coins back and fix them. You know.. together." Ron gave Hermione a sweet half-smile, she blushed and took his hand. She managed to stutter, "Y-yea, th-that would be great."

Crash! The sound of shattering glass filled the small room as the glass of water that had sat at Adrienne's bedside smashed into the wall behind them. A tear stung Adrienne's eye as she watched Harry pick up a chair in the corner and proceed to throw it against the wall, breaking it to pieces.

"GET A FUCKING ROOM, WOULD YOU TWO!" Harry bellowed at the lot, his voice had changed to an angry, hissing yell. He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Harry's mind raced with nothing but angry thoughts of rage, violence, and revenge. The fury inside of him kept building up; swelling like a balloon inside of him. He need to pop it, he need freedom, he needed release. He began to stagger, back and forth down the empty corridor. He grunted and tried to focus his mind, but couldn't. So much happening at one time… Bam! Harry slammed his fist into the stone wall as hard as he could. He felt that sudden adrenaline rush as the physical pain replaced the emotional. He fell into the wall, leaning his shoulder into the cold, jagged stone. The adrenaline subsided and the real pain began to set it. He looked down and gasped at the sight of what he had thought had been his right hand.

Blood was dripping from his knuckles, the cuts on them were deep. One of his fingers was curved at an odd angle, and he couldn't move any part of his hand. He began to panic, breathing deeply and quickly. He began to run, stepping in the puddle that had formed of his own blood. He turned in the direction of the hospital wing, but stopped. No, a voice in his head told him. They'll ask questions. what does that Madame Pomfrey know that's so difficult anyway? I heard that she was muggle-born. Harry glared at the hospital wing door and turned away, running the opposite way. I just need to get to Gryffindor Tower he thought.

When he finally got there he hid his hand in the pocket of his coat and blurted out "Erised" before the Fat Lady could ask any questions. To his surprise, the common room was packed with just about every Gryffindor there was in the whole school, all crowding Harry with questions about Adrienne. he felt suffocated, people kept running into him, causing surges of pain to run up through his arm. Why do they all care about the bitch anyway? One more questions about that whore and I'll-

"Hey Harry, what happened to that girl at lunch earl-"

"LEAVE ME THE BLOODY FUCK ALONE!" he screamed right at the little 1st years. He saw tears well up in her eyes, but continued to try and get to his dormitory, he was loosing was too much blood. He felt the room start to spin.

Everyone in the common room was shocked by his outburst and parted so that a path was formed so Harry could get through. 'Silence is Golden' was not the term one would use when it came to the quiet that had spread to every shocked face, every open mouth, ever pair of wide eyes. A few short whimpers from the little girl he yelled at were the only sounds heard until the whole Gryffindor house heard him lam his door shut.

The door wasn't closed long before a very confused Adrienne spoke up from the silent crowd in a slightly miffed tone, "What the hell was that!" While everyone tried to figure that out, Adrienne threw off her blankets and stomped to the other side of the room. "What is with him lately? He's become a bigger prick that Malfoy."

"I resent that!" Draco tried to maintain his newfound innocence. Adrienne gave him a look that had 'Death wish' written all over it. He crossed his arms saying "Back to the matter at hand please?"

Hermione's sob distracted the two from their miniature argument. Adrienne's face quickly fell into a pitiful, concerned frown. She rushed to Hermione's aid, who had sought refuge in Ron's chest. He took her hand and shushed her, she felt better with this and her sobbing stopped.

"Mina, what is it? Did Harry hurt you?" Ron's hand turned to a fist when Adrienne said those words. Hermione shook her head and wiped her tears away.

I didn't even do anything? What's wrong with him? I'm just… I'm just scared for him, but… I'm ashamed of myself for saying it, but…" she looked grimly at Adrienne. "I'm scared for you too." Adrienne let go of Draco's hand and backed away a few steps.

"Me?" Adrienne looked confusingly at Hermione. "But… but why me?" Hermione looked down, trying not to make eye contact. She sniffed and looked up.

"Well think about it Ri! You're with Harry, you're stuck to Malfoy, you cheat on Harry with Malfoy, dumping Harry for his worst enemy! I'd… I'd dislike you a bit too after all this!" Hermione burst into tears again, this time reaching for Adrienne, but she pushed away.

"So what? I'm a slut? A whore? Oh that's rich, coming from the speed dater over here!" Hermione recoiled her hands, looking as if she had just killed someone.

"Ri, I didn't mean it like that-"

"Sure you didn't. And I'm sure you all don't agree? Harry hurt me, emotionally and physically. You think the bruises on my arms are from Quidditch!" She showed them all the bruises on both her arms, Draco spied some scars on her wrist too. Katty gasped, Draco stepped towards her, but she swatted him away. "Get off me Malfoy. You want some ass, go call you're sex slave Pansy!" she yelled, putting extra emphasis on Pansy.

"I had good reason to leave Harry! And you're all defending him like he's the fucking pope!" She backed up a few steps, brushing against the wall. "I can't believe I'm even defending myself to you lot. Like you're all even worth it!" She ran out the door and down the corridor before anyone could even twitch.