Hey guys! I hope you liked that last chapter (funny thing is Malfoy never learns not to mess with her). I hope to get in a lot of the fandoms I hope to. I might have to get some of them in like super late, but whatever. Better late than never. So, again I hope you like the chapter. Also, in chapter one I made it seem like Silveus and Juliet are the same age. They aren't, Silveus was born on October 31st and Juliet was July 31st (Silveus is older, but she got held back) Thanks and Enjoy!

Juliet's POV – Dumbledore's Office

I sat down, crossing my arms. It wasn't my fault that I couldn't control my temper. Dumbledore smiled at me and handed me a candy. I picked it up and nervously rolled it around in my hands. It was a long time before anything happened, and then all of the professors ran in. I knew that'd I'd have to explain how I was able to pick up Malfoy with all of my injuries. Only Dumbledore knew what I was, and that's because I had to tell him so he could make sure I didn't hurt anyone.

" I wouldn' believe for a minute tha' she'd hur' anyone," I heard Hagrid say.

This started a huge conversation between all of the professors, but was stopped when Dumbledore raised a hand for silence. I heard Professor Snape finish his point before stopping.

"I first want an explanation of why you attacked Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Potter," Dumbledore said in his usual calm voice.

I explained the whole thing, starting from as far back as I can remember; going to the orphanage, my fourth birthday, escaping the Harlows, and then John's house. I sighed, thinking it felt slightly better to tell someone for once.

"So, how does that make it right for you to throw a student?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Well, he brought it up and I didn't want anyone to know. I don't even know how he knew about that," I explained.

"How did you even manage to throw him?" asked Lockhart. "You're just a girl, and an injured girl at that."

I looked down at my feet and shook my head.

"I just want to know how much trouble I'm in and then I want to go," I muttered.

"I don't believe anyone said you'd be punished. It was just natural instinct," Dumbledore said.

I looked up at him, shocked that he'd just let me off the hook like that. I wondered if there was some sort of catch or something, but there wasn't. He smiled and lead me to the door, letting me leave.

Minerva McGonagall's POV – Dumbledore's Office

"You just let her go like that, then?" I asked him.

I had never seen a student get off so easy. No punishment and she'd practically thrown someone across a room.

"I have my reasons, Minerva," Dumbledore replied quietly.

I shook my head and walked out, the other professors following. Usually when a student did something like this he would have one of the professors monitor them to see what may have caused them to do whatever they did, but he just let us all go.

Draco's POV – The Hospital Wing

Nobody visited me while Madam Pomfrey checked out my bruises from hitting the ground. All I could think about was Juliet. If anyone had to throw me I was glad it was her. I thought about apologizing. The only reason I knew about that was because my dad knew the Harlows, and when I was young he told me about her. I had never liked them; they said I was small and weak.

Juliet walked in and headed to where I was laying, and then began to talk to Madam Pomfrey. I waved at her slightly, but she ignored me. I knew I probably shouldn't have mentioned that, and that it was cruel, but it was what was expected of me. When Madam Pomfrey left Juliet pulled a chair up next to me.

"Why'd you say that? Where did you even hear about that happening?" She asked me, not meeting my eyes. "Nobody is supposed to know about that."

"Dad was friends with the Harlows because they worked for You Know Who. I just followed what the group was saying. I'm sorry I said that," I answered her honestly.

Juliet looked at me shocked when I apologized. It made me realize how mean I was really being to her. She didn't know that I actually wanted to be nice to her. If anything I really wanted to be her friend. Even if her brother doesn't like it, I want her to be a close friend.

"I really don't want to act like this to you," I told her.

"Then don't. Following the group makes you just as bad as them," She said softly. "I think you could be a really good person if you didn't do what they told you. Don't be their puppet to control."

I thought about what she said. Just stop listening to them? If only it was that easy, but maybe it was. She never tried to be overly nasty to me, and if Harry tried to say something to me she stopped him.

"They aren't true friends if they make you do things you don't want to," She said at last and left.

I sat there, thinking of what she said. The whole night I thought about that, and I sort of just ignored talking to Pansy, Crabbe, or Goyle. I skipped dinner, even, to rethink everything she'd said. She didn't seem overly mad about what happened in the Great Hall, and didn't judge me for my parent's acquaintances.

I got up, eventually, and went to go find her. I saw her in the corridor just outside of the Dungeons, talking to Professor Snape, so I waited until she was done talking to him.

"Juliet? I thought about what you said to me, and I think you're completely right about that," I said to her. She smiled at me a bit and reached her hand out, grabbing my hand.

"Let's go eat dinner," was all she said in reply.