THE ONLY DIFFERENCE
Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
Applause, applause, no wait, wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue
Panic! At The Disco "The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage" (Which Reminded Me of This Whole Pansy thing so Much, with the title and the line "It seems the artists these days….")
Draco, Ginny, and Pansy were in Dumbledore's office.
Pansy looked freakishly nervous, which made her extremely vulnerable.
"The sooner we get answers, the sooner you can get out of here" McGonnagal said.
"Miss Weasley, If you would begin." Dumbledore said.
Ginny stood up.
She told the story word for word of what she remembered.
Next, Draco stood up.
He told what he remembered.
It was now up to Pansy.
"I, I, had nothing to do with this at all!" she hissed, slumping back down in her chair.
"Minerva, if you would, go get Professor Snape, and ask him to bring a flask of Vertiaserum with him." Dumbledore said.
Ginny gasped.
Draco and Ginny both looked at Pansy's expression.
She sat motionless.
The jig was up.
About ten minutes later, Snape and McGonnagal both entered the room.
"Well Miss Parkinson, do we have a dirty little secret?" Snape said.
"Mr. Malfoy, If you would." McGonnagal said.
Draco grabbed her hands and held them behind the chair, as Pansy fought to break free.
Snape poured the potion down her throat.
She sat motionless again, and then began to talk.
"I'm a death eater, I've been since before Christmas, I got the dark mark four days before my seventeenth birthday. I used Petrificus Totalus on the Weasley to get her to the forest and then I tied her to the tree, and I set up the dark mark, and when the aurors arrived, I fled the scene and hid out in Hogsmedes for a few days, where I wouldn't get caught. There I said it!" she announced.
"That's all we need." McGonnagal said.
"Miss Parkinson, we regret to inform you, you are being expelled from Hogwarts, and sent to Azkaban prison." Duumbledore said.
Draco's eyes got wide.
"You two may go." McGonnagal said, nodding at Draco and Ginny.
As soon as they got far away from the door, Ginny bounced on the balls of her feet.
"They got her!" she smiled.
"Yeah, I'm glad too, now there's a lesser chance of your nightmares becoming reality." He said, "See, I told you, everything is going to be fine."
"You were right," she said, holding his hand.
They both walked outside, only to be greeted by Seamus waving a flyer in Ginny's face.
"The-There's been a break out, from Azkaban!" He gasped.
"What!" Draco said, snatching the flyer from his hand.
"On Monday April 15th, there was a break out from Azkaban Prison, be on the look out for the following criminals as they are dangerous and will kill at will, they are supposed Death Eaters. Elizabeth Parkinson, Vincent Crabbe the first, Gregory Goyle the first, Bellatrix Lestrange, and Lucius Malfoy." He read aloud.
Ginny gasped.
Draco swore out loud.
"Oh No, No, this isn't happening, it isn't." Ginny said, putting her hands to her forehead and pacing back and forth.
"What are you going to do?" Seamus said.
"I don't know Finnigan, I really don't." Draco said, walking away.
"I'm going to leave him alone." Ginny said, "I can only imagine what this is doing to him."
She walked into the building, followed by Seamus, and walked to the common room.