She was begining to think about everybody who had seen her breakdown, she didn't mean for all that stuff to just escape from her mouth.
Harry was the one who had been the most injured by her sudden shred of emotions. He was just looking at her trough those dark and ever so mysterious eyes that still held many of the secrets of such a troubled boy. Her heart broke as she saw that she had just shattered every last thing he had inside of him. His desire to live, to love, and to care for those around him.
She didn't mean for these things to happen. Maybe that's why she had been so relunctant at first when he so fevirishly persued her trough the halls at night.
It was so like her to go and build so many wonderful things around her, just so she can have the pleasure of breaking them down. She took pleasure inside her rotten soul to watch everybody else around her crumble down because of a few phrases that escaped her poison mouth.
Soon enough she would leave this place, not by her own will, but by the heavy guilt that will soon enough take the place of the undignified pleasure.
Then she will feel what she has made others around her experience.
She still has time to go back and renovate the heinousness that she had to bestow upon others.
Lets all hope that someday...she will feel the sun's warm rays, and relize what life trully has for her.