CHAPTER 21
For the next couple of days, I was quiet. I was still angry at Harry and Ron, Hermione was spending more time with Ron than anything and Ginny was always with Harry. All I had was Jake but that was enough for me.
I never saw Malfoy other than in class. He was never in the great hall and he was paler than ever.
I sighed and got out of bed. I had Quiditch practice in 15 minutes. I sighed again and walked out of my room.
Down in the common room was Ginny, Harry, Ron, the twins and Jacob. They all stared at me as I crossed the room with my broom over my shoulder. Ron glared at me as I passed him but I still kept my head held up high. I wasn't going to show them I was weak in any way. I told myself not to look at any of them but I couldn't help but look at Jacob as I passed by him too. His expression was just as pained as Malfoy's that night in the bathrooms.
Ron got up and as I was pushing the portrait door open and knocked me out of the way. Harry, Ginny and the twins followed after him, though Fred and George said that they were gits and not to worry about it. I stared at the back of Ginny's head as she walked away from me. My eyes began to water up. Had she turned on me too?
Jacob got up and walked out after them but stopped in front of me. I closed my eyes and pulled myself back together before walking out too. I walked slower than them all with Jacob, our fingers linked, so I wouldn't have to hear them whisper about me.
Once I arrived at the Quiditch pitch, Harry yelled at me for being late. I glared at him and mounted my broom. Half an hour into practice, Ginny passed the Quaffle to me but I accidentally dropped it.
"OI BLACK!" Harry yelled. I turned and stared at him in disbelief. Did he just address me by my last name?
"PAY ATTENTION"
I growled under my breath.
"Prat"
I can't believe him! He hates me just because I saved Malfoy! Unbelievable…