A/N: Well there you go Chapter Twelve, hope you enjoy it, and if you have any questions just leave them, if you have any complaints just leave them too. Well, ta ta for now.
She walked back from the third floor girls room, her face was red and her make-up was smudged, she tried not to notice the points and whispers that she saw and heard as she walked down the hall. She tried to ignore them, but she couldn't, so she quickened her pace and finally reached Slytherin house, she whispered the password to the portrait, she was shocked to find out that the man in the portrait was mad at her too. He reluctantly opened up for her, while she was still in earshot the portrait called her a filthy blood traitor. She walked into the Slytherin common room and received icy glances where ever she looked, she couldn't understand why everyone was taking it so serious, why did they believe him. Why didn't they believe her? Thoughts buzzed through her mind as she stood frozen to the spot clutching her backpack to her chest. She wished that it had all been a dream, but while she was on the floor in the girls room she pinched herself so many times that she knew this was reality. That the people that she had known all her life, the people that she would call family turned their snide backs on her.
As she stood there she saw Blaise and a few of the other boys walking to sit on the couch. After they had sat, Crabbed pointed her out to the other boys, they all turned to look at the girl that they had once considered a sister, they gave her almost the same glances that she had received from the whole house. She could hear them whispering, she could hear them calling her a slut, a traitor. She couldn't take it so she waked over to them.
"Oh look what the filthy mudblood dragged in." Blaise said actually acknowledging her presence. "What did she not want you anymore?" Blaise asked in an angry babyish tone.
"No." She said in a gentle whisper.
"Oh what she still wants you?" Blaise said.
"No." She said looking at them, Blaise seemed the only one hell bent on giving her an opinion.
"Awww...did she dump you?" He said in the babyish tone.
"No, how could she you stupid prat we've never been together." She said finally regaining her voice. "-and if your presumptuous ass had even bothered to listen to me maybe we wouldn't have to go through with this." She said, her voice had gone hoarse.
"Don't you ever speak to me again." Blaise said getting up and backhanding her. "Get the hell out of my sight before I give you some more." Blaise said. Pansy didn't wait to be told again, because by the time he sat back down she had already rushed up to her dorm.
"Why the hell did you do that?" Goyle asked giving him a disapproving grin.
"Because that's what she deserved, tarnishing the reputation of Slytherin house." He said.
"Oh whatever." Goyle said getting up and walking away followed soon after by Crabbe. Blaise sat there for a few minutes racking his brain. He wanted revenge on that slut, when the idea flashed through his mind, Blaise's concentration face soon turned in to a smirk.
"Hey Cadee, come here." He called to the blonde girl sitting at a table with a small group of 5th years.
"Yeah?" She asked when she reached the couch where Blaise was sitting.
"Would you like to do me a favor?" He asked.
"A favor?" She asked.
"Don't worry it's nothing sexual." Blaise said scooting closer to her and whispering it into her ear. Her face and eyes lit up, while Blaise was whispering his plan to her.
"Of course." She said getting up and walking back to her table. Once she sat down she began to tell her friends about it.
Pansy sat on the edge of her four poster rubbing her cheek, she looked around the room to see if there was any one there. She was relieved to find out it was empty. After a second she started to cry, she laid down on her bed and began crying in her pillow. "Why are they doing this to me?" She said after turning her head. Her black hair was just everywhere, it was matted to her face, and to the pillow. She didn't know what she was going to do, but while she thought about it she had fallen asleep.
"Look there she is." Said one of the Slytherin girls. "What a dumb bitch." She said as they all walked over to her bed, the five other girls that were with her circled the bed. The blonde girl that had led the girls into the dorm took out of her robes a pair of shinny silver scissors "I think she could use a haircut." She said in a hushed voice. The girl gently grabbed sections of her hair and began to cut. "Well, aren't you guys going to help me?" She asked after a minute. She waited a second before she began to cut again. "I hope her Mudblood slut loves the new look." She said as they were almost done. When they were done they grabbed some of the hair and walked quietly out of the dorm and down to the common room. Pansy woke up it was just after ten o'clock, she was awoken because of a persistent itch on her nose, when she opened her eyes to see what it was, she found that it was a loose piece of her long black hair, she could barley contain the scream that erupted from her lungs.
The people in the common room turned towards the noise and had amused smirks plastered on their faces. "Well, I guess she's awake." Blaise said turning back to the group of people. The group erupted with laughter, well with the exception of Draco, Goyle and Crabbe. They really didn't say anything or do anything, Draco remained neutral, refusing to take anyone's side in the matter. Which Blaise found funny because Draco had been teasing her early that morning in potions, and then laughing at her in Transfiguration, but Pansy didn't know and neither did anyone that what Draco had said was just all in good fun. He didn't think she was ugly, or a lesbian, but he decided not to voice his opinion. Draco got up from the couch that he had been sitting on.
"Hey where ya going?" Blaise asked getting up and taking back his arm that was wrapped around the vomitable blonde. Draco never said anything, he just walked clear out of the Slytherin common room. "God, he's got his panties in a foul and evil twist." Blaise said sitting down and wrapping his arm around the blonde girl.
"Oh look here she comes." Said the red head that was curled up with the ugly Slytherin boy. When she reached the bottom of the poorly lit spiral staircase the room that was semi-silent began to laugh at her. She began to cry again as she quickly made her way out of the dorm. She ran back to the same bathroom that she had spent all day in, she looked at herself in the mirror.
"Why are the doing this to me?" She asked touching her hair. "Why? Why? Why?" She asked as she punched the glass of the mirror. The broken glass fell down around the basin of the sinks and a small trail of blood trailed down the glass as well. She brought her head back up, and noticed the blood falling down the mirror. She watched as it ran down her arm, as she watched it she lost her sanity. Moments later Pansy ran out of the girls bathroom and down to the Potions lab. When she was standing in front of the door she quietly pushed it open and snuck inside, she was relived that nobody was there, she walked over to the potions cupboard and began to rummage around for a potion that she had read about once that with one drop it offered you instant death. Of course she didn't find it in the cupboard, she was saddened for a moment and realized that she would have to find an alternative method. She sat down at her usual spot in the Potions room, she sat there thinking about it, what could she do? How could she do it?
You see in Pansy's sheer loss of sanity, she had already gotten over the fact that she was about to kill herself, and in the state she was in she didn't care, she didn't want to live, the events of that day were too much for her to handle, she just decided that she didn't even want to try, plead for those assholes to forgive her, to her it wasn't worth it, they weren't worth it, but the fact that they had caused her to end her life, was such a pleasuring thought that Pansy didn't want to pass it up, she wanted them to know that she had taken her life, because of the that days events. She sat in the dark room, smirking nonetheless. After a minute she got up and walked to Professor Snapes desk, she moved things around to try and find a blank piece of parchment, when she did she took the quill resting at the edge of his desk and she dipped it in ink and began to write.
"I don't really know what you're supposed to put here, nor do I care.
Dear Slytherin house,
I take this sincere moment to thank you, for the hate and the new haircut you gave me. I thank you for the friendship that you gave me over the course of my life. I don't think any of you will be particularly sad when you hear about this, but I don't care anymore. I offer you my compliments, you've killed me, and you didn't even have orders from your Master, Voldemort. I do hope that when you all run into each other long after you've left school, that the topic of me comes up, because I want you all to know that you're the ones, the chosen ones, the ones that I take my life for. Thank you."
Pansy sat there a while longer explaining to the readers of the note what had brought her to take such a tragic road in her young life. When she was done with the note she left behind her will.
"This is my last will in testament,
To the world, I leave my memories, to my parents I leave my body, to my so called friends I leave them with the knowledge that they drove me to do this. I leave my soul to the devil...and now I just leave." When she was done writing out that last sentence she of course reread it, and then gave the ink time to thoroughly dry before she rolled it up, and walked out of the Potions lab, she walked down the hallway with a deranged and all knowing stare. If there had been anyone around while she was walking back to her common room they would have said she looked psychotic.
When she reached the portrait hole she spoke the password again and the man in the portrait tried to give her shit, but when he looked into her cold, dead eyes, he thought it wise to not speak. When she walked into the common room nobody was there they had all gone to bed seeing that it was after twelve. She looked around to be sure that nobody was around, she removed her wand from her robe pocket, and she conjured up a ladder, that just about reached to the high chandelier, before she climbed the ladder she conjured a rope and tied the noose with expertise, seeing as she had seen her father do it so many times. After she was done with that she climbed up the ladder, when she reached the top she put a spell on the chandelier, so that it could hold her weight. She leaned over and tied the rope to the chandelier making sure that the knot wouldn't come undone. She put her head through the opening, and then took one last look at the place that she had grown up in.
"May God have mercy on your souls." She said. "Good-bye cruel world." She said jumping off the ladder without a second thought or glance, she snapped her neck almost instantly.
It was now about five o'clock in the morning and Blaise Zabini had gotten out of bed because he had to pee, he opened his door and walked out, he didn't notice her at first, but as he descended down the stairs he saw her. He froze on the stairs. "Oh shit." He said as he walked down the rest of the stairs. "Pansy." He said with tears now running down his face. "I'm sorry." He said collapsing onto the floor.
"Jesus Christ Blaise were you born in a barn?" Draco asked getting up and closing the door. Draco stopped a second before he opened the door again, to check and see if that's really what he had seen. "What the fuck?" He said as he walked out and saw her. Draco hurriedly walked down the stairs and over to Blaise.
"Look, you stupid fuck, look what you made her do." He said which only made him cry more.
A/N: Okay please review me and tell what you think I need to know, be as rude as you want, I don't care I just would like to know if it was good. I know I'm begging, but whatever. Yeah if there's any mistakes, fix them yourself.
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Jessica.