Unwhispered Words

Eventually, I arrived to the castle, just as the moon began to peek around the edges of the north mountains. Climbing the many steps, I sighed. The walk, no matter how peaceful it may haven been, was also tiring. I wanted nothing more than to simply continue to my dorm and go to sleep; however, I had to eat, considering my stomach hadn't been fed all day.

I was pleased to see the doors to the Great Hall were still open. Hopefully I could just slink through and pray no one noticed my arrival. Upon approaching, I realized that I hadn't been sensible enough to change into my robes, which were still tightly packed away in my trunk. Maybe I could quickly sneak over to where luggage was kept and get them out.

Nobody would know..

Not even three steps later, a voice behind me sneered, "Going somewhere, Peverell?"

I can't even remember the last time someone has addressed me by my last name.

I turned, coming face to face with Pansy Parkinson, who was smiling maliciously at me.

Actually, Pansy, I was, not that it's any of your concern."

She stepped towards me. "Mind your manners Peverell. Remember that you're speaking to a school Prefect."

I scoffed. Some Prefect she was. Last year she almost had her roll removed, as she had been caught sneaking into the boy's lavatory with Draco.

I turned away from her again, ignoring her nasty comments, doing my best to become invisible once more.

"I know your plan, Peverell!" she snapped. I continued ignoring her. Enraged, she began screaming.

"Draco is MINE! No matter how hard you might try, he is and always will be mine! You can't have him, so stay away!"

How thick can you get? That's what this is about? Draco Malfoy? I couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah Pansy, because there's nothing I want more than to steal your petty little boyfriend."

I figured my sarcastic tone would easily give away how untrue this statement was. I was wrong.

"SEE?! I KNEW IT! YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH DRACO!" she bellowed.

This girl was insane.

"No, Pansy! How stupid are you?! I don't give a rat's ass about you, your relationship, or you stupid little boyfrined! Draco Malfoy, popular as he may be, is nothing more than a vile, cruel, pathetic, no-life oaf, and I'd much rather cut off my fingers before I ever consider being in love with him, or, in fact, even tolerating him!"

"How dare you! How dare you say such things about Draco!"

I don't think I've ever, in my life, seen a person as furious as Pansy was at that moment. She made a quick movement, pulling her wand from her ropes.

"You'll pay for saying such things about him, Peverell! Incarcerous!"

I was too fast for her. Before she had even begun to attempt to curse me, my wand was out and at the ready, blocking the spell.

I wasn't going to curse her back. Not only were my dueling abilities much more advanced than hers, but I had no doubt in my mind that we had been heard by now, and a teacher would be here any moment.

"Stupefy!"

I moved, blocking the spell again. I wasn't going to let her force me into doing any spells against her. I refuse to give in.

"Levicorpus!"

That was a spell I had never heard. Stunned, I was unable to block the spell and felt myself being lifted into the air.

"Not so tough now, are you Peverell?!" she spat.

There was only one way I would be able to get down, and one way alone. Without thinking, I pointed my wand at her.

"Flipendo!"

Her body went spinning through the air, flying backwards. Her concentration broke, the spell was broken, and I began to fall through the air.

Without any time to react and stop myself, I landed on the ground with a sickening thud, followed by a very loud crack. I screamed in pain, clutching my right shoulder. My collar bone had been broken, if not shattered.

Looking up, the last thing I saw was a swarm of people running from the Great Hall towards me. Then, I passed out.