Chapter 17

Despicable!

The next day, I was walking in the Courtyard when I saw Scar crying on a bench.

"Scar!" I shouted, running up and hugging her "What's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the bench with her.

"The-The worst thing j-just happened to me!" Scar wailed, still crying on my shoulder "And…and I can't even tell you about it!"

"Oh, Scar." I said, rubbing her back "What is it? Why can't you tell me?"

"Because-Because he said he'd hurt me more than he said he would." Scar whimpered.

I gasped "HE!" I shouted, pulling Scar off of me and looking into her eyes "A boy's threatening you? Who is he? Tell me and we can go to a professor about this!"

"You wont want to, Hannah." Scar said, still crying "It was Draco…he-he came up to me this morning and said if I-I didn't g-give him money then-then." Scar said before pausing.

I handed her a tissue "Go on."

"T-Thanks, Hannah." Scar said, blowing her nose before continuing "Then he was going to tell you that I-I-I was a D-Death E-Eater. I told him I would explain it to you and he said…he said he would turn you against me so you wouldn't believe me. After all…who would you believe, a girl who you met a year ago or your boyfriend who you knew for four years?" Scar finished before letting out another sob.

"HE DID WHAT AND YOU ARE A WHAT!" I shouted, shooting up and away from Scar "Oh my god…what Draco did was bad but with you being…and you working for…OH MY GOD!" I shouted before starting off, starting to cry.

"Hannah, I swear to god I'm not! I'd never work for him. Draco just said that he'd say that if I didn't give him money. Please, Han. You have to believe me." Scar begged, holding my arm, making me turn around before grabbing her own arm.

I glanced down at the arm, it was her left one, and her hand was gripping the inside of her forearm "Show me your arm." I said, nodding towards the arm she was holding "Ivy said that Death Eaters all have the Dark Mark on the inside of their left forearms. So, show me. If there's a Mark on your arm, I'm out of here and I never want to see you again. If there isn't, then I believe you." I said sternly.

"Here, look." Scar said, pulling up her sleeve. There was nothing there but pale skin.

I gasped and pulled her into a hug "Oh, Scar. I'm so s-sorry for jumping to conclusions like that." I said, sobbing "It's just…he killed my parents and….and…" I stammered out before I started crying.

"I know. Draco just said he'd tell you to get you scared of me. I couldn't take it. I was afraid that if you saw me this morning, you would have already known, or thought what he said was right and didn't believe me." Scar said, rubbing my back.

I shook my head and sniffed "No…no, I didn't know." I said, standing straight and wiping my eyes. "But why would he need money anyways? His father's loaded!" I asked.

"I don't know. He never told me he just demanded that I hand it over." Scar said, sniffing. "And now I don't feel safe. I mean, he said he would put you against me unless I gave him the money. I didn't because I was too scared that if I did he would just keep asking."

I took a deep breath "I'll make sure that doesn't happen." I said, drawing myself up "I promise." I added smiling.

"But-but he will still try." Scar said, sobbing but sounding a lot stronger.

I scanned around the courtyard looking for Draco "Not if I have anything to say about it." I said.

"I think I saw him in the common room. But if you confront him he may try to turn you against me."

I stood up from the bench "I'll take my chances." I said, starting for the common room "I know you aren't a Death Eater, so he can't put me against you." I said, turning around "I'm a strong woman, Scar. I have my own will." I finished, leaving her be and heading to the dungeons.

What I didn't know then, and what I do now is that when I was far enough away, Scar stopped crying and smirked.

Draco P.O.V.

I stormed into the common room and slammed the door behind me.

"Where is he!" I shouted.

"Who, love?" Draco asked from the couch.

"Just the man I was looking for." I said, walking up to the back of the couch and smacking Draco upside the head "How can you blackmail poor Scar! You left her crying in the courtyard, you git!"

"What did she tell you?" Draco snapped, standing up.

"She said that you said to her that if she didn't give you money, you were going to lie to me and say she was a Death Eater!" I shouted

"But…but…" Draco stammered "She's lying, Han. I'd never say that, especially about your friends!"

"Then explain why she's crying in the courtyard!" I said, crossing my arms "If this is your idea of a sick joke, I am not amused. Lest you forget my parents were murdered by the man who started that organization!"

"Han, you don't get it!" Draco said, gripping my arm "I asked Scar for the money to buy a gift for you and she started freaking out at me as if I was asking for her life and she said she'd ruin mine."

I wrenched my arm from Draco's grip and headed up for my dorm "Too bad for you, Draco Malfoy, you may have just ruined your own life. I said stepping into my dorm "Don't bother talking to me until you've apologized to Scar." I added, slamming the door in his face.

I tried to open the door, but Hannah locked it.

"And don't even try using Alohomora, it won't work!" Hannah shouted from inside.

"Hannah Lillian Isabella Marie Potter, open this door right now!" I shouted, pounding on the door

"Not until you apologize to Scarlett!" Hannah shouted back.

I sighed in exasperation and left the dorm to look for that blonde haired little bitch, stopping first at my dorm.

"GOYLE!" I shouted when I got back to my own dorm.

"What?" Goyle asked, cowering. Good thing too, he knows that when I'm this mad, he'd better be scared, because I will do anything.

"Where is she!" I shouted to Goyle.

"Who? Han just went up to her-"

"I KNOW THAT YOU IMBECILE!" I shouted, royally pissed off "Where…is…Zimmerman!"

"Courtyard, according to Hannah." Goyle said, shrugging.

"Ugh!" I shouted, leaving the dorm and running down the courtyard shouting "ZIMMERMAN!" at the top of my lungs until I found her, looking right at me and smirking.

"You…are…despicable!" I spat at her, growling in anger.

"Why, thanks, I try." Zimmerman said, smirking, before sneering at me "I told you not to mess with me."

"Well I hope you're fucking happy now!" I shouted, leaning against a tree "Now, because of you, Hannah's locked herself in her dorm and refuses to talk to me!"

Zimmerman smirked again and stood up "So I guess you two are over." she said.

I balled my fists and fought the urge to drag her off by her hair to Hannah's dorm and curse her until she admitted to Hannah she lied "No. she just said never to talk to her again until I apologized to you."

Zimmerman smirked and crossed her legs "Well, I'm waiting."

I creased my eyebrows together "For what?" I demanded.

"My apology kiss." Zimmerman said, raising her eyebrows at me, causing me to gap.

"Are you think I'm going to cheat on my girlfriend!" I shouted angrily.

Zimmerman shook her head "No. I expect you to cheat on your girlfriend." Zimmerman said, giving me a flirty look.

"You are such a bitch, you know that?" I growled "You ruined my life!"

Zimmerman smirked "That's different to your life with a Death Eater father how-" she started before I grabbed her arms and threw her against a tree.

"Look here, Zimmerman." I hissed, gripping her arms tightly "I will never kiss you, not even if my life depended on it! I'd rather be turned into a ferret fifty times before I cheat on Hannah. She may make me apologize to you…but I will never mean it."

"Oh, you have to. If you want to keep your relationship." Zimmerman smirked.

"God damn it, smirking is my thing, not yours!" I snapped, dropping her "And you are going to tell Hannah you were lying, or I'll dig up some dirt on you and tell her that instead."

"Hah! Good luck, Malfoy. Right now, she'll never listen to you, anyways." Zimmerman said, walking off.

I snarled and searched for one girl I knew hated Zimmerman as much as I did.

"Blaise…where's your girlfriend?" I asked, finding Blaise by the lake.

"Right here." Duff's voice said from under Blaise's arm "What do you want, Malfoy?"

"I want a word…now." I said, crossing my arms.

"Fine. I'll be back, baby." Duff said, kissing Blaise and walking with me up to the tree Hannah pushed me into in first year.

"Open it." I ordered.

Duff looked taken aback "Why should I do that, Malfoy? You were only in here once, but now this is Golden Quartet Territory only."

"You're a member of this so called 'Quartet.' and I want to talk to you. So open this door now!" I snapped, leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Duff sighed "Fine. Primrose." Duff said before pushing me down the slide.

Once I hit the floor of the tree I plopped myself on one of the couches and waited for Duff.

"What do you want, Malfoy? Shouldn't you be snogging your girlfriend?" Duff demanded, sitting in one of the chairs.

"I wish. But that damned Zimmerman screwed with her mind, and now she's pissed with me." I said, rolling my eyes "That bitch even just tried to flirt with me. She's evil, I tell you, evil." I concluded.

Duff gaped "You mean Scar?" she asked.

"Now, I mean Yogi Zimmerman. YES SCARLETT ZIMMERMAN, DUFF!" I shouted, throwing my head back.

Duff stood up and spun around "Finally someone agrees with me!" she said before sitting back down "Ok, we need a plan to get Han to believe that Scar is evil."

I nodded "Yeah. We do. So…does this mean…?"

"Truce?" Duff asked.

I nodded "Yes, I mean a truce."

Duff thought about it, then nodded "Fine. Truce for now. But then, I'm going right back to hating you, Malfoy."

I smirked "Duff, I wouldn't expect anything less. Now, let's get planning." I said, stretching out on the couch.