I'm back! There is also a little side note on the bottom of this chapter and I would really appreciate it if you read the chapter first. This chapter is the Midnight Duel chapter rewritten.

Disclaimer: Do I look like JK Rowling? *looks in the mirror and sees a pale-faced girl of the Green State* Nope. So that means that I don't own Harry Potter or the songs that may be used in this story.

Onwards!

Chapter 10

"Boy Mary," Harry said, flopping down onto the couch in front of me. We're in the Gryffindor common room and Harry just got back from dinner. Lately I've been taking the habit of bringing food up to the common room instead of eating with the other Gryffindors because I didn't like the way that people were staring, whispering, and pointing at me. "I'm really in trouble now."

"What did Malferret do to you?" I asked, not looking up from my notebook as I tried to write a song. For some weird reason, my thoughts keep turning back to the said Slytherin.

"I need you to come with me tonight," Harry said really quickly. "You two are having a midnight duel and I'm your backup."

I stopped strumming my fingers the minute I heard those words. I looked up at Harry slowly and said, "You do know the consequences if we go, do you?"

Harry nodded.

I sighed. Being the older twin is sometimes a huge weight on my back.

"Fine. But if we're caught, you're doing the explaining."

That night, I didn't fall asleep. When it was half past eleven, I arranged the pillows on my bed to make it look like my figure. I grabbed my wand and glasses and tiptoed quietly as I could. I looked around me. This might be the last time I get to see this room and it's currently sleeping residents.

I met Harry at the portrait along with Ron. Ron was coming so then if Harry and I didn't make it, then at least someone would be able to call for help and be a witness. Knowing Malfoy, he would just leave us there and say that he hexed us after he found us trying to deface one of the trophies.

"Ready to go," I whispered. They nodded.

Silently, we climbed out of the portrait and I found myself looking at the walls of the only place I've ever felt that I belong to.

Eventually, we reached the Trophy Room. Malfoy and his cronies were both there, smirking. His smirk disappeared when he saw me. Probably didn't expect me to show up. I gave him a cold stare in return.

For a minute, we stood apart, Harry facing Goyle, me Malfoy, and Ron Crabbe. I was the first to speak.

"So," I said, giving a frosty reception. Here I am, about to fight my one-month crush, about to either die or live and get punished. "Any last words?"

Malfoy cleared his mouth and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to trick you guys into coming here, but I desperately wanted to talk to Mary here."

I gaped at him, openmouthed, and then composed myself. "So," I spoke quietly, my voice getting louder and more heated with each word. "You told Harry that we were going to fight until we were dead just to apologize and grovel at my feet for the whole incident on the train!"

He looked sheepish and nodded. I said in a quieter voice, "If there's one thing that I absolutely hate, it's when people apologize and grovel, thinking that they could get away with things. It's a despicable trait. No, I will never forgive you." I put an emphasis on the word never with slight fury.

I walked away, never looking back with Harry giving Malfoy dirty looks.

Once we were out of earshot of the trophy room, Ron whispered, "Wow. I didn't know that you were powerful with words."

"After almost seven years of dealing with Terra," I said stiffly. "I grew more powerful with words. Heck, I once scared my gym teacher with my speech."

Ron just silently stared at the hallway as we dodged ghosts and teachers.

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