D/C: If you recognize it. I don't own it. Kapeesh?
Chapter 18
Michelle
The worst time of the night. Detention. I was worried to death about Chelsea, and Andrea and Sarah had decided to ignore me. Mainly because Sarah was still mad at me. And Andrea tended to be her sidekick. I had always been closer to Ethan and Pete anyways. So it didn't bother me that much.
Speaking of Pete. He walked in 5 minutes later. "Hey Shell."
I raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing here?"
Pete smirked at me, "Detention."
"But it was…"
"Just you for the werewolf thing. That put Snape in a bitchy mood. And he decided to punish me too. For not knowing any better."
"And Ethan?" I said it almost too quickly.
"Shell. Ethan's not getting in trouble for it. And I know you like him."
I blushed, "That obvious huh?"
Pete nodded, "But he likes you too."
My eyes grew wide. "Stop lying."
"Would I ever lie to you?"
"There was that one time in second year…"
"Okay once."
"And then the next year."
"Twice!"
"And yeah. Only twice."
"But I'm serious Shell. I'm not lying to you this time."
I smiled at Pete. I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Snape. "Both of you can get to work organizing the class storage cupboard. And trust me, it could take hours."
Snape left us, and I walked over to the cupboard. It wasn't as messy as Snape made it sound. "I still don't get why we're here. I mean… The potion wearing off wasn't our idea."
"Exactly." Pete nodded. "Although I guess we did know the dangers…"
"But that's not a big deal! The potion is supposed to keep you calm."
"So it's his fault."
"Duh."
Detention was actually way more fun than it was supposed to be. I felt as if I had lost like…. 50 million strands of hair because Pete kept getting me stuck to the cupboard door. But that was okay. As soon as Snape came in we were done. And he let us go.
I wanted to visit Chello. More than anyone else, even her stupid Hufflepuff friends. But I couldn't go now. Pete would want to know what was going on. I couldn't explain it to him. He would get so mad at me.
When we got back to the common room Pete walked up to the dorm and I saw Ethan sitting on the couch. I walked over to him. "Hey."
"How was detention?"
"Don't get me started." I was laughing.
Ethan smirked at me, "Hogsmeade weekend coming up."
"Yeah."
"Wanna go?"
"Sure." I said, then looked at him, "Ethan… I have to ask you something."
"What's up?"
"Can you come up to the hospital wing with me?"
"For Chelsea?"
"I need to see her. And I don't want to go alone. I was going to go after detention but Pete was following me. And I just couldn't…"
Ethan looked at me, "Yeah, I'll go."
The two of us walked out of the common room. Ethan grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me up to the hospital wing. "Ethan! Slow down!"
"Sorry Shelly."
I laughed, "Shelly?"
"I'm experimenting new nicknames."
"I see…."
The two of us arrived at the wing. We walked in and saw Chello. I went over to her, "Hey." I said, smiling. Ethan had his hand on my shoulder.
Chelsea looked at Ethan, "Who are you?"
"Ethan Dalloway." He said, looking at her.
Chelsea looked at me, as if to say 'why!'
"Ethan's just here to accompany me so I didn't have to make the walk alone." I said, half-laughing, half-serious.
Chelsea gave me the note she had received. "Fix your friend problem soon, and face the coming doom…" I read it aloud. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"If I knew would I be showing it to you as if asking what it meant?"
"I don't know. Would you?"
"I've been getting them for a while."
"Well how the hell am /I/ supposed to know what they mean?"
Madame Pomfrey pushed Ethan and I out the door. "Visiting hours are over!" She snapped.
I snuck back in and put a piece of paper on the table next to Chello.
Chello,
Owl me as soon as you're out.
-Shell…y
And with that I left and Ethan and I made our way back to the common room.