Chapter 11: Mudblood

This time when Jane woke up, Hermione wasn't there to wake her, so Jane had to get up by herself. She got dressed and soon found Hermione in the Great Hall along with Harry and Ron. Jane grabbed her breakfast and sat down with them. No one was talking. Jane looked at Hermione and then at Ron. Finally, she looked at her brother Harry, for him to say something, but no one did.

"So, how did everyone sleep?" Jane asked breaking the silence. No one answered. "Harry? Ron? Hermione?" Still, no one answered. "Come on guys. How did you sleep?"

"Oh, Jane! You're here!" exclaimed Ron.

"Yes, I'm here and asking you guys a question," Jane said irritated.

"Oh, sorry Jane. I guess we weren't really listening," apologized Hermione as she glared at Harry. Ron nudged Harry in the side with his elbow.

"Ow Ron!" gasped Harry. "What did you do that for?" Ron nodded his head over to Jane and Hermione sitting over on the other side of the table. Harry looked over and gasped.

"Oh, Jane! You're here," Harry said surprised.

"Yes, I am here and asking you a question," Jane said irritated again.

"Oh, then what was your question?" asked Harry.

"Ugh!" Jane said.

"What?" Harry asked again.

"You guys aren't listening to me," Jane said.

"Well, now we are," said Hermione eyeing Harry and Ron. Jane took a deep breath.

"My question was how did everyone sleep?" Jane asked again.

"I slept okay," Ron answered.

"You didn't have any nightmares about spiders?" Jane joked.

"No, I actual did not. Though, I had a dream about. . ." Ron began.

"About what?" questioned Harry.

"Well," Ron began again.

"What?" Hermione wondered.

"I'm not sure if I should say," Ron stammered.

"You can say. No one is around us," comforted Jane.

"Okay. I had a dream about the writing on the wall that we saw last night," Ron quivered. There was silence as the four thought about what they saw last night. The petrified cat, Mrs. Norris, the blood on the wall, and what Malfoy had said, it was all still fresh in their heads.

"Um, can I ask something," Jane said breaking the silence. No one answered her, so she kept on talking. "What does the word mudblood mean?" Again there was silence as Jane looked from Harry to Ron to Hermione for their answer.

"The word mudblood means dirty blood. The term is a really foul name for someone who a is Muggle-born. Some with non-magical parents, like me for instance," answered Hermione with a bit of fear and sadness in her voice.

"It's not a term that you would use in a conversation," Ron added. Jane nodded her head.

"I get it," Jane said slowly and then there was silence. Jane ate her breakfast, which was cereal and strawberries. Plus, some milk. Once Jane was done with her breakfast, she said goodbye to her friends and left to go to her potions class. She was hoping that she would find Ginny there so that she could ask her where she had been because Jane hadn't seen Ginny in a while.

Once Jane got into potions class, she spotted Ginny right away. She was sitting in her normal seat with her long ginger hair down. This time she had a green barrette in her head.

"Ginny! Where have you been?" Jane exclaimed.

"Oh, Jane. Hi," was all Ginny said.

"Hi, sorry to sound so excited," Jane apologized.

"No, it's okay," Ginny said.

"Okay, but it's just that. I haven't seen you in a while. I mean you haven't been in any of the classes yesterday. Plus, you weren't at dinner yesterday or breakfast," complained Jane. "So where were you?"

"It's nothing," Ginny said.

"It's nothing?" questioned Jane.

"Yes, it's nothing," repeated Ginny.

"Ginny, you mean a lot to me. I mean you are my friend. You mean a lot to me," Jane said. "So, why were you not in class and dinner plus breakfast."

"It's none of your business, Jane."

"I think it might as well be," Jane retorted. Ginny took a deep breath. "Please tell me, Ginny."

"I think not," Ginny retorted back.

"Please Ginny," Jane persisted.

"No!" shouted Ginny. Everyone in the room turned towards Ginny and Jane. Ginny looked around and then grabbed her stuff and went out of the classroom before Professor Snape came in. Jane walked after her.

"Ginny, please stop. I didn't mean to keep on asking you, I was merely. . ."

"Merely what?" Ginny asked obviously frustrated with Jane.

"I don't know," Jane admitted.

"Really?"

"Yes, Ginny and, I'm sorry for pestering you so much," Jane apologized. "I guess I don't know what I was doing."

"Well, anyways. I got to go," said Ginny and started to leave. Soon Jane was all by herself and left in the dust.

AN: I don't own Harry Potter. The only characters I own are Jane, Sarah, and any other characters that I made up. (Last edited 3/20/17)