Regrets

Charlemaine immediately regretted telling Hermione and Ginny everything. Actually she regretted telling them about Gareth more than her past. Every time he was around she would blush when she caught their eyes. To make things worse Gareth had noticed this change in Charlemaine. She felt embarrassed every time he talked to her, even though she always secretly craved he would.

"What's the matter with you lately?" He asked her in Care of Magical Creatures. Why does he have to ask such stupid questions? Charlemaine thought angrily. She internally blamed Hermione and Ginny for his question.

"It's just what everyone has been saying about us; it makes me uncomfortable." It was a half true statement. She didn't like what people were saying about them, but she didn't particularly care what other people thought.

"Oh, you heard about that." Was all he said. He looked as if he was in deep thought. "Are you excited about going to Diagon Alley on Saturday?"

"Oh yes!" She said exuberantly. She was grateful that he had changed the subject, and they began to pay attention to class once again.

When Saturday rolled around Charlemaine could not wait to go to Diagon Alley. She was so ready to have a wand. And when she entered Professor McGonagall's office she was surprised to see that Garreth was already there.

"Ah, Miss Hanson. Are you ready to go?" Said professor McGonagall. She nodded and smiled. They flood to the Leaky Cauldron and entered Diagon Alley. They first went to Olivanders where she picked out a wand; it took forever. Afterwards Professor McGonagall had to help Mr. Olivander repair his shop. She ended up with a wand twelve inches long and made of boxelder wood and a unicorn filly hair. After that they went and got a new cauldron and potions kit. Charlemaine decided not to get new robes and books, although Professor McGonagall insisted, she was already taking so much money from the school. After they were done shopping they decided to get some ice cream. It was there were Charlemaine and Garreth finally got to talk in private.

"So how have all the Gryffindors been treating you?" Garreth asked licking his Color Changing ice cream.

"Oh, they're all so wonderful and nice. Hermione and Ginny always help me with my classes. I think that you would like them."

"I have met them before. As a matter-of-fact they helped me pick out the clothes and stuff I got you."

"Really? That's funny." They both paused not really knowing what to say. Charlemaine's gaze wandered around freely. She could not believe what luck she had to finally be able to experience this place. Suddenly she recognized some one in the crowd of bustling people.

"Is that Malfoy?" she asked loud enough for professor McGonagall to hear. His face showed surprise as he heard her words. The Professor recognized him immediately put him in a full body-binding spell.

"I'm sorry to cut this short Miss Hanson and Mr. Stone, but we have to get him back to the school. You are in the most dire trouble Mr. Malfoy." She said glaring at him. "I could get you expelled for this." All he did was stare forcibly at Charlemaine.

"So how did your date go today?" asked Ginny later that evening.

"It wasn't a date." Said Charlemaine walking into their dormitory.

"Whatever. So what happened?"

"Well I got my wand and then…"

"What?" asked Hermione walking trough the door.

"Then I got my new cauldron and potion set. And then we went for ice cream. But right went we got to talking and having fun I saw Malfoy. Professor McGonagall caught him and he's in big trouble now." Charlemaine remembered the look that Malfoy had given her. "I think he's really mad at me. What if he tries to do something?"

"He won't do anything. He's just a lot of talk." Said Hermione. "So did you ask Garreth to the dance?"

"NO." she said blushing. "I am not going to ask him anything."

"I guess we'll just have to convince him to ask you."

"No! Don't say anything to him. Just let it be, if he wants to take me he'll ask me." Charlemaine closed her curtains on her four-poster bed, and went to bed. She felt bad for going off on them, but she was tired of them always talking about her and Garreth.

It was the next morning and Charlemaine was walking to lunch. She had her hand on her wand in her pocket. She was excited to be able to do magic properly, and could not wait till her classes the next day. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. It roughly pulled her back and shoved her against a wall in a secret passage. Her heart was beating frantically. She tried to kick her assailant, but he blocked her legs with his.

"Do you realize how much trouble you got me in?" said his drawling voice in her ear. She did not reply. "My father had to come down to the school in order to get me out of suspension. Do you know who my father is?" Asked Malfoy squeezing her arms.

"No." She murmured softly.

"Well you better hope you never will. You better keep this between the two of us. Understand?"

"Yes." With that he slipped out of the passageway.

Charlemaine's legs shook as if they had a mind of their own. She could not believe what had just happened. She quickly ran away as fast as she could out onto the Hogwart's grounds; where no one could find her.