Up ahead in a little intersection, we saw a fat blonde girl hovering in the air.
"Look at Moon, oh my goodness," said Melody. "I wonder what things zey shall now, eh?"
Lucius and some other Slytherins were on one side of Moon, and some other students were opposite them. I recognized them as they were all from my year: Tiffany York, Ravenclaw ; John Tailsmith, Ravenclaw ; Mari Rain, Hufflepuff ; and Tim Banks, Hufflepuff. All the boys had a wand up and were trying to see who could come up with the best trick.
"Let me down!" yelled Moon, kicking her feet in the air. Malfoy spinned his wand, and she spinned as well, so that now she was upside down, revealing her pale, pudgy, unshaven legs and knickers. The girls laughed and the guys went pale and all made gurgling noises. "I'll kill you, Lucius, I will!" she yelled more.
"Oh no, piglet, I'll kill you," Lucius sneered. "Avada Ke-!"
He was cut off, because I ran into him and he stumbled and fell to the gravel. "Why the hell did you do that?" he demanded, getting up and pushing me.
"Why did you do THAT?" I shouted. Oh, Lucius had gone way too far this time. He couldn't get away with this.
"Just having some fun," Lucius spat, grinning evilly. "She'll die anyways, probably choking on a pig bone." By this time, Tiffany and Mari were leaving and giving Malfoy cold stares. John and Tim went and stood next to me, glaring at Lucius.
"You had no right to do that," Tim said angrily.
"Oh, and why not?" demanded Lucius, snarling.
"It's illegal!" I yelled, pushing Lucius. "It's a Forbidden Curse!"
Lucius beckoned to the other Slytherin boys he had came with. They hurried over, and Malfoy merely pointed at me, Tim, John, and Melody.
We didn't know what hit us.
The next thing I knew, I awoke to weird noises. I was awake, but my eyes weren't open.
No, Tom, go back to sleep, my mind said.
The noises sounded like yells behind tied-up mouths. My eyes shot open, and I looked down, and saw mud.
Then I realized, I was in a tree, in between two cloth-wrapped shapes making mumbling noises. Tim and John.
But no Melody. Fuck.
I stumbled around on the large branch in anger, and finally one of my hands was free from the rope. I quickly untied myself and used my wand to free the other boys.
"Err... the girl, Melody?" asked Tim. "Where is she?"
I shook my head. "I.. I don't know."
Then I heard a scream. It would bloodcurdling and loud and icy. It belonged to Melody.
I jumped down from the tree and looked around. I didn't see her. I went deeper into the woods, Tim staying with me and John going to go get help. "Melody!" I shouted. I had to find her. I didn't know what was going on.
I ran off the path, hearing Tim breathing hard from exhaustion behind me. At last, I saw a group of Slytherin boys huddled around a tree. They snickered when they saw us, and ran off.
Melody lay hunched up against the tall pine tree, her clothes ripped and loosely draped on her. She had a flood of tears flowing from her eyes. She got up and limped towards. "Tom. 'Ello..." she murmured, and she had to hold my hand to keep her balance.
There was no need to ask what happened.
It was obvious. Her clothes barely stayed on her, they were so stretched and loose, and the hand that I didn't hold was crutching her stomach. I could only imagine her pain.
At the front doors, we were greeted by Dumbledore. "Students..." then he saw Melody. He frowned deeply.
He looked at us. "Tim. please stay here. Tom... you may escort Melody to the Hospital."
I nodded and continued on inside. How could this happen?
They were so fast.
I didn't even see them take their wands out. Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. What were those Slytherin guys doing? I knew it.
Dark Magic.
It had to be the Dark Arts. They thought it was fun, I bet, and they were doing things that were "simple" in dark magic, like bondaging us and making my love helpess as they assaulted her.
Finally, we reached the Hospital Wing. The usual lady was not there. Today, there was a short old woman with greying hair and a button nose.
"Were you fooling around?" she asked suspiciously.
I shook my head. "No... I wasn't even there when it happened."
She nodded and I could tell in her eyes that she immeadiatley felt sorry for me. She knew what had happened by now. How they ripped her clothes from her and gawked... and had done far more than gawking.
"You can visit her tomorrow," the lady said. "It's late, almost ten. You best be getting up to your common room."
I blinked and walked out.
Then, I was immensely angry with myself when I thought about what I'd said: "I wasn't even there when it happened."
And what then, would have happened, if I were there?
I could have protected her. I could have fought them off. I could have held her as she cried.
It was all my fault. If I were there, she wouldn't have to have gone through that. It wasn't fair to her, all because I was a goon.
My eyes glowed with fiery.
Lucius had better start digging his grave.