*Violet's POV*

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Danni, in her red dress still. "Hey. Let's get you cleaned up. I grabbed something for you to put on." She handed me a blue sweater dress that went to mid-thigh and some black leggings. Leading me to the bathroom, she faltered, pausing to say, "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be, it was my fault." She wet a paper towel and wiped my face off, all the make-up rubbed off to reveal the normal me.

"You actually look prettier without the make-up." I smiled a half-grin and pat my hair down. I was afraid to look at my reflection, my eyes averted from the mirror right in front of me. I knew I looked awful, but I was slightly curious about how much. My eyes slowly drifted to the mirror, and the person in front of me was unrecognizable. My bottom lip was swollen, and there was a cut on my temple, and a deep purple bruise on my cheek. Swollen red eyes from tears and ragged hair was even more off-setting. Danni pulled a hair tie off her wrist and tied my hair up in a high ponytail to make it look a bit better. "Swish some water in your mouth to clean out the cut. I'll be out here. You might as well get dressed while you're at it."

She left the stall and I did as I was told. I left the stall, feeling new, but my gut was still wrenching. Danni grabbed my hand and pulled me down the empty hallway. Everyone was still at the Ball. "Violet, what got into you?" Danni questioned finally, pulling me into her Common Room. No one was in the Common Room, no teachers or anything.

I sat down in a plush chair and sighed, "I don't know. I just felt…different. Almost spontaneous. " I raised an eyebrow then nodded, "Yeah, different. It's as if this was meant to happen."

"What do you mean?" Danni continued, pulling up a chair.

I shrugged, "I don't know. Call me crazy, but I, I think maybe it was the right thing."

"Say what?" Danni shouted. She stood up and stared at me with observant eyes. I thought for a second. I didn't know where all these bottled up emotions had been this whole time. That's when I began to cry again. Danni sighed and pat my back, letting the tears flow out. "It's okay. It's just a boy."

"I'm such an awful person! I hurt two of the closest people to me, and now they both hate me and each other."

"Violet, stop, you'll just upset yourself more than you already are. It won't,"

"Why should I stop? You know I'm right!" I shouted, jumping up, my reddened eyes focusing on her, despite the fuzziness caused by my distraught. I felt a new murderous rage inside me, as if anyone opposed shouldn't dare show themselves in front of me. My insides seared for a moment, and then weirdly, it subsided almost instantly.

"Pity doesn't fix anything, Violet!" Danni shouted, not noticing the quick difference in my character. I stopped short in my hysteria, letting it sink in.

"You're right. You're completely right. I-I should probably go, leave them alone for a bit to cool off. But I'll fix this, well, I'll try to at least."

"That's the only thing you can do right now. Now go rest, you need it." Danni sighed, leading her to the door.

"And Danni?" I whispered, turning to face her one last time.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks, for everything." I said slowly, then turned my back to her and rushed down the hallway.

On my way to the room, I heard a hissing noise coming from one of the closets. I pressed my ear to the door, and picked up some muffled voices. I finally made them out to be Draco and some other man. "Yes, she's a very clever girl. I believe it will be quite simple." I heard Draco chuckle after speaking. "It's as if she's obsessed already."

"You do your job well, boy." The raspy voice cooed, praising Draco.

I could almost feel Draco's radiating self-pride as he continued, "I also suggest you get a move on, because the Ravenclaw is starting to move very quickly with her little project."

"I assure you that it will all fall into place."

"I certainly hope so, or else you will be in some big trouble with-"

"I know, I know." There was a pause in the conversation and then the older-sounding man growled, "I sense someone's presence, perhaps a spy?"

"I made sure this room was cleared out before we-"

"Open the door."

"Open it?"

"Yes, are you stupid, boy? Open it!" Before I could cast a spell to distort my appearance, the blinding light of the room flashed in my face, and I made out the shape of Draco.

"Oh dear. Violet, you shouldn't be out after that whole skirmish. Here, come inside." Draco smirked, and with a violent tug, he yanked me into the room, locking the door behind me.

Soooooooo I totally lied about doing it every weekend and I apologize. This past month, man, it's really been hitting me hard lol. But I plan on writing a couple more chapters this weekend since I owe you guys, so thank you all so much for being so patient. It really means a lot to me that Ignition has received such a big intake of readers. I hope you all like the suspense to this chapter, and once again, thanks you guys. Review, share, do anything to help, I would appreciate it dearly. Stay awesome, Gotham. - April