"Schyler wake up," Becky said as she and Mitch sat by my bed. "Open your eyes damn it!" Mitch put his hand on her shoulder.
"Becky it's not her fault." Becky sighed and put her head in her hands.
"Snape knows but he won't do anything!"
"Schyler probably insisted that it wasn't Malfoy's fault," Mitch replied. "She probably told him it was hers. And like he said. He can't do anything unless Schyler tells him or someone else what's been happening."
"Her housemates know what's going on," Becky said. "I bet they watch him beat her up. They won't tell anyone. No one else ever saw him hitting her."
"I did," a girl's voice said. Mitch and Becky turned around.
"Ginny?" The youngest Weasley walked over to the other two.
"I never saw him hit her," she said looking down at me. "But I did see..."
"What?" they asked.
"She was all beaten up and her arm looked broken," Ginny explained. "Malfoy yelled at her when she told him that her arm hurt."
"We have to tell Dumbledore what you saw Ginny," Becky said.
"It won't do any good unless Schyler tell him that Ginny is right."
"We'll make her."
"Becky I don't think it's that simple."
"Sure it is. Tie her to a chair and don't let her up until she tells." I opened my eyes then and sat up slowly.
"I'm here again?" I groaned.
"Well you tried to kill yourself again," Becky said.
"What're you doing here?"
"Keeping Malfoy away from you."
"And what about you Weaslet?"
"My brother sent me to find these two," Ginny said. "And I told them about that time that I saw you and Malfoy after a fight..."
"You...you..." I stammered. "You don't even know what was going on that day!"
"Oh don't I?" she asked crossing her arms.
"No you don't."
"Well I think something you did pissed him off and he beat the hell out of you."
"Sounds about right," Becky said.
"You be quiet," I snapped. "You're all wrong. I'm going to find my boyfriend." I got out of the bed and walked out.