Campbell was enjoying the soft buzz that came with drinking a little bit more than one should. She was surrounded by the 8th year Quidditch team and even the alternates, all except Malfoy who she saw sulking in the corner, staring at her.

Peaks and Coote where talking to her about how the Gryffindor team did things and how practices were normally done, since she had never actually been on a team before, let alone been team captain.

Suddenly red hair and an attitude poked through the wall of muscle. "Are you guys giving away trade secrets? So much for Gryffindor loyalty," the redhead commented with a slight smirk on her face. "I hear you made Captain."

"Quidditch needs more female Captains," Campbell told Ginny.

Ginny raised her red cup slightly, "I couldn't agree more." She took a sip and Campbell did the same, feeling warm and tingly all over. "You'll have to teach me that upside down trick."

Campbell let out a laugh that might have been too loud but she didn't notice. "After we beat you, I'd be happy to."

"Oh Gin, you should have seen her," Coote started.

"Yeah, you wouldn't know it by looking at her, but girl can fly," Peaks joined in.

"Hermione told me all about it," Ginny said, glancing at the beaters that reminded her a bit to much of Fred and George. The memory crossed her face for a small moment and Campbell realized.

"I'm glad she invited you," Campbell said, changing the subject.

Ginny gave her an appreciative glace. "Yeah, well Gryffindore already had their welcome back party, and I'd never pass up a chance at scoping the competition and free booze."

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Yeah, Luna is floating around somewhere, not sure who else." Ginny looked past Campbell as if Luna was just out of view.

Campbell took the redhead's hand and led her towards a darkened corner of the party, they sat facing each other on a yellow and gold couch. "I just wanted to say, there were things that I just," Campbell started. She thought that she was whispering but it was more like a quieter version of yelling. Ginny cast a quick silencing charm around them and it reminded Campbell of a bubble.

"You really don't have to." Ginny put a hand on Campbell's.

"I knew Rookwood, and I just, I wanted to say that I'm sorry for your loss and for the part my family played in it." Campbell had tears in her eyes which she would blame on the drink.

Ginny had tears in her eyes too. "I miss him."

"I cannot even imagine."

"No you can't." Ginny's voice had an edge. "You still have your twin." Campbell just stared at the girl. "My family will never be the same again." Campbell wanted to tell her that her's wouldn't either, that her father was gone. "I don't know what you expected from this little chat. Absolution? Forgiveness?" Ginny scoffed. "I'm not the person who will give you either." The redhead stood then and stormed off. The bubble popped.

Campbell had tears streaming down her face. She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. No one was. Campbell quietly stood and started towards the stairs to the girl's dorm. A hand gripped her arm and dragged her into the corner under the stairs. "Get off me," She yelped. There was the familiar bubble of a silencing charm and Campbell's heart began to race with fear.

"Why are you crying?" The voice was harsh and demanding and Malfoy's.

"Why do you care?" She wrenched her arm out of his hold and glared up at him through tear blurred eyes.

"You look," he started.

"Yeah pathetic, I know," Campbell bit out.

A hand reached up and Malfoy dragged his thumb over her cheek, wiping away a tear. "Who did this?" Campbell was frozen. What was he doing? What was he talking about.

"Why do you care Malfoy?" It was a simple question she thought.

"You shouldn't cry at your own party."

"It's not my party." Campbell's voice was close to a whisper.

"Oh yes it is. It's been your party since you walked down those stairs." Malfoy was inches away from her face now. She was noticing her uneven breaths.

"You've had a lot to drink Malfoy."

"So have you."

"Why are you doing this?" He seemed to still be getting closer.

"Your brother told me to be nice to you."

Rage. That was what she felt. Pure and utter rage. "Sod off Malfoy! That is not what Theo meant and you know it."

He moved towards her and she backed up, her back pressed against the cold stone. "I can be rude, if that's what you're into." Campbell finally noticed he was slurring his words. She shoved him in the shoulders and he stumbled back. She moved out from under the stairs and the bubble popped. This party was horrible.

She ran up the stairs and away from the people and the music and the drinking. She ran all the way to her dorm and collapsed into her bed, not bothering with removing the dress or her makeup. She just pulled the covers up over her face and disappeared into sleep.

Let's take a deeper look into the head of our Little Nott