Even If I Say

I sat on the table in the hospital wing. Stupid git Weasely.

Madame Promfrey scurried around me looking at my nose. "Definately broken." She mended it quickly and gave me a pass.

I walked swiftly and silently to the dungeons. I'd already missed half of the lesson. Git.

I entered as quietly as I could but everyone still looked up, and the whispers flew.

Ara, Harry, Ron, and Hermione glared at me. Draco looked at me with a concerned look. Professor Snape looked up and smiled glad to see me okay I supposed.

I handed Snape my pass and went to work with Draco.

"Are you okay? I mean.. You just walk off with a bleeding nose and say something about Weasel. Do I have to kill him? What happened?"

"Hush Draco!" I whispered quietly. "He threw me into a wall due to my slow reflexes. No you don't have to kill him. I'm fine."

He nodded slightly disoriented. "Why did you duel?"

I shrugged. "He called you a git."

"Oh." He then turned back to the work.