A/N: I'm sorry if you feel a little offended by this, I apologize…but I did have warnings about this chapter.
Lies and Betrayal
Three Months Later...
Wisdom ran up the stairs to her dormitory, slammed the door and leaned against it. Tears were threatening her eyes, as she tried to keep calm. She slowly slid down the door, too weak to keep standing.
'How could Betty, Barbara, and Paige do this to me?' she asked herself. She thought her cousins and best friend would be there for her, not against her. 'They know how I feel about Adrian!' Tears started to fall down her face. She couldn't believe that they would stoop so low that she would end up hurt.
"They set me up..."
Betty and Barbara Weasley came into the Great Hall, walked over to Wisdom and sat down on both sides of her. Their flaming red hair was pulled in pigtails that fell over their shoulders. Wisdom shook her head, not understanding her twin cousins. They always told her that they hate looking a like. But they weren't the same to the bone. Betty was in Ravenclaw, taking after Aunt Luna, and Barbara was in Gryffindor, taking after her Uncle Ron. They weren't really her cousins; her father was considered like a son to Nana Weasley, so she considered them as her cousins.
"Hey Betty; Barbara. How's it going?" Wisdom asked as she grabbed a roll from the middle of the table. She tore off a piece of it and popped into her mouth.
"It's going all right," Betty answered, looking past Wisdom at her sister.
"Yeah, everything is fine," Barbara said, nodding to her sister.
Betty took a deep breath. Wisdom looked her cousin. "What's wrong?"
"Well, um," Barbara began.
"Wisdom, what Barb is trying to tell you is that, um, Adrian wants to see you out in the hall," Betty said, becoming very fascinated with the plate.
"He does?" Wisdom asked, looking at Barbara. Barbara, too, has become fixated with her plate, but nodded in agreement. "All right," Wisdom answered looking quizzically at her cousins. She got up from the table and walked towards the doors exiting the Great Hall. She was puzzled at the way they were acting today. 'Weirder than usual,' she thought.
Once in the hallway, Wisdom looked to her left and then to her right. She heard a noise to her right and began to walk down the hall. She came to the corner of the hallway she looked down it. Her jaw nearly dropped to the ground with the sight before her eyes.
There in front of her eyes was Adrian all right, but he wasn't alone. There he was in the middle of a sultry make out session with non-other, Paige Finnegan, her best friend, her roommate.
Wisdom gasped, clearly surprised at the sight. She couldn't believe it. Her boyfriend was snogging her best friend. Her eyes started to sting with tears, she turned around and ran down the corridors towards Gryffindor Tower.
"Wisdom!" she heard Adrian call out behind her, but she refused to stop. She soon heard him running behind her, but she refused to stop for him, let alone anyone. She reached Gryffindor Tower, whispered the password to the Fat Lady, and ran up the stairs that let to the girls' dormitory.
Wisdom pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on them and cried. She couldn't believe that Adrian would do that also.
"Wisdom, he's a Malfoy. And Malfoy's want more than just one girl, ask Aunt Ginny!" Betty's word rang in her head.
"Shut up...shut up!" Wisdom screamed. "Just shut up, please," she whimpered. She grabbed her hair and pulled slightly.
"I can't take this, I really can't take this," she said more to herself. She pushed herself off the ground and pulled her wand out of her pocket and whispered a locking spell. She walked solemnly to her four-poster bed. She stopped at her trunk and looked at it grimly. It laid open and it seemed to be calling to her. She knelt down in front of it and began to dig to the bottom of it. Soon she pulled out a small shiny blade. She gave a faint smile, got up off the ground and walked to her bed, taking her robe off only dressed in her school uniform.
Sitting Indian style on her bed, she pulled up her left sleeve and looked at her arm. Small, slightly visible scars stared back at her. She gave a heavy sigh and raised the blade to her wrist. Soon blood began to flow and all the hurt started to fade away.
Wisdom smiled. She loved the way the blood flowed from her. She lifted her arm up in the air and watched her blood slowly flow down her arm. It made beautiful patterns. At least she thought so.
She decided to follow the design, make it permanent to her skin. She pressed hard as she followed the blood on her arm. She pressed hard, not caring how deep she cut. Soon the blood flowed freely and Wisdom smiled to herself, please with her 'artwork'. She was about to cut again when everything went black.
Wisdom woke up feeling groggy. She opened her eyes and everything seemed blurry to her. She lifted her head, but an instant pain rushed over her whole body, it especially made her left arm numb. Just as Wisdom thought about the pain, visions of last night appeared in her mind. Groaning she rolled to her right side to reach for her wand off the nightstand, but it wasn't there.
As her eyes adjusted to the light, she noticed that she wasn't in her bed, or her room. She was in the hospital wing. She turned her head to look at her left arm. It was bandaged up.
"You're going to be fine, Miss Potter," a calm voice said behind her.
Wisdom didn't even have to turn around to know who was talking to her. It was the headmaster, no doubt, Dumbledore. She knew that voice well enough to not even turn to see who it is. She turned around and faced him, wondering what he wanted.
"But what I must ask you Miss Potter, is why?" He had a glint of sorrow in his eyes when asked her the question.
"Why what Headmaster?" Wisdom asked innocently. She knew what he was talking about; she didn't know how to explain it to him.
"You know I'll understand," he persisted. She knew he knew, and she couldn't lie anymore.
Wisdom took a deep breath and explained it all to her headmaster. Everything from how she thinks her father wants her to be something she's not to how she found Adrian in the hall with who she thought was her best friend.
Dumbledore sat there, listening to what she had to say. When she was done, he nodded slightly, and said, "Well, Miss Potter. I think it's time you found help, maybe starting by telling your father. You do know he wants the best for you."
"My father wants the best for me? Ha! He breaks my heart every time he tells me I can't date a guy because he's in Slytherin. If he could have it his way, he would lock me in my room, take my wand away, and never let me out!" she said hotly. She looked away from Dumbledore, angry with him just suggesting her to get help from her father.
"I know it's hard to talk to someone that you disagree with, but it might surprise you," he said. "You're going spend the night here in the hospital wing, and try to rest. I'm going to get a hold of your parents tonight, and have them come her by tomorrow. Good night Miss Potter." And with that, he walked out of the hospital wing, leaving Wisdom by herself.