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CHAPTER SIX

ADELE'S POV

I had a terrible headache. The Beaubaxtons had not stopped shooting me vile looks all day, for no apparent reason. To top it off I hadn't seen Blaise the entire day because I'd missed Lunch studying with Draco in the Library. I'd had class after grueling class and with all these extra people in Hogwarts there was no privacy. If one more person asked me if I dyed my hair, I swear to Salazar I would incinerate them. And all this hype about the Goblet of Fire- for Merlin's sake, just put your name in if you can and stop whining if you can't. Ironic that I was going on about whining, I seemed to be doing my fair share of it. At least I had plausible reasons- my mother and her latest beau kept badgering Blaise and I, and to top it off Witch Weekly had done a cover on their wedding and so I'd been featured in it in all my wedding glory. Argh, I had to get out of my sludge phase- I needed to go back to being peppy, snarky Adele. This was it I decided, from now on no more self pity and-

My thoughts came to a sudden halt as I saw Draco storm into the great Hall. His hair was messed up as if he'd raked his hand through it multiple times, his robe was falling off one shoulder, his eyes were a furious pair of grey orbs and his face was flushed with fury. I'd never seen him so disheveled. Or so angry- discounting a handful of occasions. I sat up a little straighter. What's wrong? I started to ask but he turned immediately to Blaise.

"How could you not tell me?" he demanded fiercely.

"What? What didn't I tell you Drake?" Blaise asked blankly, concerned none the less.

Draco was on a track of his own. "I mean look at her-" a furious hand gestured my way. "-she looks traumatized!" Blaise turned to look at me and so did the myriad other people sitting on our table. I just looked at them in fascination.

I looked traumatized?

"I should have said something; I should have shown him what happens when you- for Merlin's sake, he harassed her on the train Blaise! She's your sister. How could not tell me despite that?"

"Wait a minute" Blaise said. "What?" his eyes darkened. "Who harassed Adele on the train?"

I was dreading the words as they came out of his mouth. "Harry Potter. Who else would have the-"

"Harry!?" Blaise yelled, so loudly that people from the neighboring table turned to stare. He was on his feet in seconds. "I warned that son of a bitch to stay away from her- now he's making passes at her on the train? I clarified about what happened in the dorm room-"

"-and he stood there and actually tried to threaten me while." Draco stopped. "Wait. You didn't know about the train?"

"-she wasn't even in her senses! The little git decided that he could take advantage of her because she was half delirious? What kind of low life would do-"

"What dorm room incident?" Draco said in a dark tone, his eyes narrowing.

Oh my God. Don't. Blaise, please don't. Please think before you act just this once. Please. Please. Please.

Blaise made a sound of annoyance. "That time when Adele nearly died and landed up in his bed- you know the rest"

Oh sweet Salazar.

"She was with him that night? He was the one who drugged her? It was him all along, not Millic-that little bastard. That must've been when he, oh God…" he trailed off with a nauseated shudder. "I can't believe I was so blind." He looked at me with remorseful eyes full of so much pain. "I'm so sorry Adele." Those four words has so much feeling in them I wanted to reach across and pull him into my arms and keep him there until he stopped looking at me like that.

"What? What did he do?" Blaise demanded.

The look was quickly replaced when he spun his head towards Blaise his eyes dark with renewed anger. What he said next will be burnt into my memory forever. "Harry. Potter. Raped. Adele."

There was silence for a moment.

Harry had done what now?

"HE DID WHAT?" Blaise yelled in rage standing up.

I finally uncleaved my tongue from the roof of my mouth. "Nothing." I said quickly trying to diffuse the tension. "He did nothing"

Draco turned his head to look at me with his penetrating gaze. "Did you sleep with Harry Potter?" he asked slowly.

"Uhhhhhhhh…." I trailed off oh so eloquently, immediately losing all my bravado. I had completely forgotten the context, and my brain was slowly turning into mush.

"OH MY MERLIN YOU SLEPT WITH HIM!" Draco was hyperventilating, he looked like a chipmunk on steroids. I giggled at the immediate mental image of a furry Draco with an acorn between his teeth. I glanced up to see Blaise trying to claw his eyes out with his fists, and finally remembered.

"OH, No. I did not sleep with Harry Potter. But he didn't rape m-

"You see?" he said turning to Blaise who was talking to himself repeating again and again what Draco had told him. "I know what he did but I'm pretty sure I can come close to guessing. He-argh, I can't even. I'm going to kill him" he swore more to himself. "I'm going to rip him apart from limb to limb. I'm going to-" he turned around in a feverish haze and began striding towards the Gryffindor table. The thought that my best friend might soon commit a murder finally made me snap out of my haze.

"No!" I screamed throwing myself across the table and scrambling off it in pursuit of him while Blaise just stood there muttering to himself in shock. I was running behind him oblivious to the curious stares we were getting from all over the Great Hall. I had nearly caught up with him when I heard a sarcastic voice squeak.

"Mummy couldn't send you chocolates this week Malfoy?"

Why are you such an idiot Ronald Weasely?

If I had hesitated even a second before throwing myself at Draco, Fred would've been the youngest male Weasely.

"Hey!' I said throwing myself in front of him with my arms spread wide as his eyes glared murder at Ron who jumped a few steps back out of fear. "Look at me"

"Get out of the way Della," he hissed.

"No! If you want to get to him you're going to have to go through me"

"You've got a girl saving your arse now?"

Did the ginger haired imbecile want to die?

"MOVE!" Draco snarled taking a step forward.

"Stop it!" I said through gritted teeth bracing my hands on his chest and pushing backwards. "You want to hit him? Punch him? Well tough. I'm not going to let you." I said. My tone became gentle. "Look at me." I cupped his cheek and turned his face and he finally looked at me. His eyes softened. I could make him listen. I could make him understand. "Listen to me Drake, he didn't-"

"YOU SON OF A BITCH" I looked around wildly to watch in horror as Blaise strode forward.

Now? Just when I was about to make headway he decided he decided to snap out of his stupor?

"Confringo!" Blaise yelled.

What? Where had his wand come from?

"Finite Incantatem!" I retaliated. "HELP!" I called out trying to attract the teacher's attention so they could give me some aid.

"Diffindo!" Draco snarled

He was fighting too now?

"Expelliarmus!" I said whirling around. I saw Ron just standing there frozen in fear while I was striving to save his hide. "SOMEONE HELP"

Ronald Weasely was just standing there like a piece of fucking broccoli while I was spinning around like a dysfunctional yoyo spewing counter curses like an auror on excessive butterbeer?

"What the bloody hell-"

"Furnunculus!"

-d'you think you're doing?"

Holy Salazar. Harry.

"Stupefy!" I yelled spinning on my heel and aiming my wand at Ron. He immediately fell onto the ground, unconscious.

The moment I'd heard Harry's voice my mind had blanked out and yelled the first spell I'd thought of.

I'd just rendered Ron Weasely unconscious to save his life and stop him from being disfigured for life by ugly boils.

That had been cast by my brother.

Salazar help us all.

"You slimy little bastard" Draco hissed moving towards where Harry was standing up from the Gryffindor table and Hermione was grasping his hand and pulling him back. Her eyes met mine for a minute and I could see the desperation in her eyes mirrored mine. I searched the room frantically for Snape- for any teacher to help- but there was absolutely no one.

The day my friends decided they wanted to murder the reason for Voldemort's absence was the day every single teacher in Hogwarts decided to mass bunk dinner?

I looked wildly at the House Table I was standing next to and screamed over at someone "GO GET SNAPE" before sprinting after Draco who was being followed by Blaise. I threw myself in front of him again as he stopped in front of the Gryffindor table.

"Come duel me like a man Potter!" Draco hollered. "Let's settle this the old way"

"Are you stark raving mad?" Harry demanded angrily trying to throw off Granger's hand.
"You're the one who's mad. Mad for thinking you could touch Adele" Blaise said coming up next to Draco his eyes pure black with anger.

"But he didn't-" I tried to protest

"I did what now?" he said confused.
"I warned you Potter. I warned you before all this started that she didn't know it was you when she climbed into your bed. She was drugged. I told you not to get any funny ideas"

"But he didn't-" I tried to say.

"Alright what'you going on about now?" Harry asked bewildered

"You're going to act like you don't know?"

"I saw you with her you git. On the train. Don't act like you….."

"Like I what huh?" Harry demanded "Like I was saving her from breaking a bone or two? Because that's exactly what it was, you prick"

"Yeah and I suppose when you molested her when she showed up in your dorm you were making sure she was warm."

Hermione looked at me with wide eyes and so did Harry.

"I molested you now?"

Kill me now.

"Don't look at her" Draco said moving in front of me protectively.

"Yeah, you're talking to us now. You're not going to bully us."

Their voices became deceptively soft.

"So tell us Potter what did you do with her that night?"

"Did you spike her drink and then lure her into your bed?"

"You could've killed her you git" Blaise broke in losing control of his anger. "What did you do with her that night?"

"I didn't do anything"
"I mean all this time I thought it was Millicent and I thought she was in love with Dean-"

"See? I told you she loved me!" The squeaky voice of Dean Thomas came from the other end of the table, and if I hadn't had my hands full already, I would have snapped his neck.

"-but you're the mastermind behind all that. You made it look like that because you knew we would kill you if we found you'd, you'd, you'd- WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER YOU BASTARD?"

"NOTHING. I DID NOTHING"

"Dudeeeee, she is hot. How did you manage that?" It was Seamus now. I swear, I was this close to ripping his face off with my teeth.

"DON'T LIE" Draco said taking out his wand and aiming it at Harry. "DON'T YOU STAND THERE AND LIE TO MY FACE"

"I AM NOT LYI-"

"That's it. Forget an honorable duel, this son of a bitch is going down!"

"Locomotor Mortis!" Draco yelled.

"NO!" I screamed throwing myself of Harry. Such a smart move on my part. If you throw yourself in front of someone to protect them you fail to realize that there is no one there to protect you.

I went down. I went down like Ron Weasely had a few minutes ago. Except no one was kind enough to Stupefy me (I would've been so much better at protecting my arse than they would) so I was still very much conscious.

"Adele!" Hermione shrieked at the same time Blaise yelled "Diffin-"

"Oh no you don't!" I said throwing myself, as best as I could when my legs couldn't move, at him.

"-do! What the fuck?" Blaise gasped as he fell backwards because of the force with which I'd thrown myself at his calves.

"Arresto Momentum!" Draco yelled pointing his wand at Blaise.

Sure, prevent him from falling. Help the one whose legs still work.

Granger had just enough time to spout a counter curse that made my legs unfreeze before Blaise was on his feet again and aiming his wand menacingly at Harry. I couldn't move for the life of me move. My palms and knees were bleeding and my ankle hurt like Pansy's existence. It's moment like these that you just want to sit down and give up no matter how much your Slytherin pride smarts because of it.

In the last twenty minutes I'd thrown myself across a table, been potentially drugged and molested by the chose one, saved a git's ass from my brother and lunatic friend only to end up stupefying him, then I tried to save my said molester from my murderous avengers only to get hit by a spell and then I'd gone and assaulted my brother.

There were limits.

"Here, I'll save you my beautiful red vixen!" Did that lunatic just call me his vixen? "Don't cry Dean's here-"

I couldn't think as Dean barreled toward me like some sort of troll. All I knew was that I had had enough of him and his idiot Irish lackey. And with that, I Stupefied Dean Thomas.

I decided I could be a damsel in distress no longer.

I pushed myself up on my feet and I was so angry I could literally see red.

"-Confringo!"

"ENOUGH IS ENOUGH" I screamed as I turned and slapped Draco. "LISTEN TO ME YOU MORONS" He blinked in shock clutching his cheek where my fingers had left a mark. Blaise looked stunned.

The dam had burst.

"Before you point fingers at anybody at least make sure you know all the damn facts. I mean how could you just assume because of two separate events that happened in isolation, that Harry had been harassing me? Let me clear this up once and for all- HARRY POTTER HAS NEVER ONCE TRIED TO MAKE A MOVE ON ME ALRIGHT? When it comes to that night last term, I was the one who went to his room and climbed into his bed and then proceeded to throw myself at him because I was drugged, yes, and I was delirious, yes, and because I thought he was Dean, yes. But it wasn't him who drugged me- so as far as that is concerned, you have yourselves to blame. Sorry Draco, it it's still Millicent who nearly killed me last year. She was the one who made the wrong effing potion so I was hallucinating and the decided to get me drunk as well. I passed out in the Gryffindor dormitory in the middle of the night and coincidentally because I flew up to the dorm room via a broom and then broke in, I couldn't go back the way I came anyway. Your stalker is such a terrible potion maker that I was delirious enough to break into the Gryiffindor Tower. From their window. On a broom. Anyway, after I passed out Harry carried me down to Madame Pomphrey instead of just leaving me there and he stayed with me until the morning when he knew I was going to be alright. He didn't harm me at all- he saved my life. I'm living right now because of him you gits. That's more than you did when you told me I was making up Millicent's level of hatred towards me. I mean would you have done the same thing in his position? If Granger had been drugged by Creepy Cormac and she'd landed up in your dormitory and fainted-"

"Hey!"

"Shut up Cormac- it's rude to interrupt" I was on a roll now. "Where was I? Right okay. I remember. Yeah, so if she fainted at your feet in the middle of the night or she was in a potentially life threatening situation-" Draco glanced at Hermione then, and he turned a beet red- I noticed that despite my fury. Huh. Blondie was hiding something. "-would you go back to save her? Would you think about it? Would you hesitate? Because I can assure you that I might have been unhinged at the time but I clearly remember that the moment I hit that ghastly carpet in their dorm room he picked me and got me help. He never once hesitated. Where do you even get off saying that he molested me let alone raped me? His actions were nothing but noble that night and he didn't even go around parading saying yeah 'I saved Adele Zabini. I'm such a hero now'. On the train I was the one who lost my balance running away from Draco and I banged into him. He was the one who caught hold of me and maneuvered in such a way so that he was on top and the open door to his compartment hit him while my fall was being cushioned by the carpeted floor. Okay, so he decided to make conversation and it was bad timing because he was on top of me, and just maybe we shouldn't have had a little chat about goats, but in hindsight probably a better move- I would've fallen flat on my face if I'd gotten up again. But since when did making conversation translate into harassment? I looked traumatized afterwards because I rememebered what had happened and I was extremely embarrassed. I hadn't even said thank you. Why would you assume that I of all people would shut up about being harassed? I mean me? Being bullied? Have you met me? I wouldn't let anyone if they tried. Yes, I'm a girl and yes, I'm nice and yes, I'm having my sludge phase but that does not mean that I cannot stand up for myself or that I'm soft. If you screw with me, I will screw with you and everyone knows it. So stop acting like my protectors. It's irritating. I turn around a lot of the time and fix your messes but don't mistake that for weakness and my niceness for tolerance. Raped, huh, sure. How could you not trust me enough to come to you with something like that? You're my best friends. Yes, you both didn't know about both the incidents but I would never keep something like that from you. And if I didn't tell you about my encounters with Harry that's something that should make you feel ashamed, not me. Also one more thing," I said. "I'm going to make this very clear. Harry saved my life and I'm not a prissy pureblood. When someone helps me and stands by me that makes them my friend. Harry Potter is a friend. Hermione Granger is a friend. Ronald Weasely will have to be tolerated. I do not care if you have a problem with Gryffindors, I do not. You acted like gits and you owe some people apologies so I hope you can get off your pedestals and make those amends because the very same people you just tried to kill are the reason I'm still alive." I crossed my arms under my chest, taking a deep breathe before tensing up again when I realized something. I turned to the Gryffindors "Oh and I do not like Dean Thomas. I mean, no man. I was given a love potion and I was literally forced to love him. You tell him when someone wakes him up that if he makes any sort of moves on me, I will stupefy him again. And anyone-" I said looking at Seamus who gulped. "-who insinuates that Dean and I have got it going will be personally hexed. Great. Glad we got settled." I turned around and looked at Harry and my eyes softened. "I am sorry. Truly."

"You're a terrifying individual," Hermione said a little awed

I gave her a rueful smile and shook my head "Only sometimes" and she grinned and I winked back before turning around to flounce out of the Great Hall. On my way out I pointed my wand at Blaise and said "Aguamenti" a jet of water flew out of my wand, soaking him, and he looked bewildered. I gave him a smug grin.

"What- why-" he spluttered, baffled.

"I felt like it" I said smiling sweetly "Maybe next time you'll think because before acting like a hot head," and then I carried on, on my way.

"Would someone care to explain to me Mr. Thomas and Mr. Weasely are currently stupefied?"

I froze on the way out.

Oh bloody hell. SNAPE.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to take in the Hall one last time. There was no way I wouldn't get expelled for this.