Mary Jane and the Slytherin Prince

8 - Mary's Bad Day

*This chapter has a bit of violence and a few, fast paced  POV switches.
TW???*

"We are over." He said, leaning over, my nose only inches from his.
How could he do this to me? This was all her fault. My face clammy with tears, I pulled myself to my feet. My fists balled and I clutched my wand tightly in my hand. I ran out of Draco's room, a quiet scream of frustration fell out of my lips. Mary was going to pay. And I was going to be the one who severed her that karma on a silver platter. I ran out of Slytherin house, and up the stairs, trying to find the girl I was looking for. An evil smirk crept across my face. My world was covered in red in black as I pictured Mary on the ground cursed and defenceless, her blood spilling out on the floor. I turned corner after corner, ran down hallway after hallway. After about three minutes of searching, I finally found her. She was with her sister. 
Perfect. Thought to myself.
I ran towards her, clutching my wand tighter than ever, balling my fists. Readying the pounce.
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<pov switch>
It was a beautiful, warm saturday. I stood in front of the library, after just finishing up my studies. Amethyst had tagged along, helping me with charms and transfiguration. Of Course, she was studying as well. She was doing her astronomy and ancient runes homework, while giving me some pointers on how to conjure a certain spell or transfigure a certain object easier. I held my textbooks close to my chest, they weren't very heavy, saying as I only needed charms and transfiguration.
Everyone else was outside or in their rooms, so Amethyst and I were alone. We were talking about the triwizard tournament, since it was the latest and biggest buzz going around the castle. 
“I don't know. I don't like the sound of this tournament.” She said, ruffling her hand through her hair.
“Yeah. Something bad is going to happen… I just know it.” I sighed.
She nodded and I looked up down at her a bit. I had grown to be a bit taller than Amethyst. She had been hovering at the same height for a while. We stood in silence, contemplating our thoughts.
“Um, Mary-” She said, looking up at the hallway behind me.
I quivered my eyebrow curiously at her, and turned around to look behind me. But before I could even turn all the way around, I flew backward, a fist meeting me square in the face. Amethyst caught me so I wouldn't fall to the floor. My vision blurred as my glasses flew off. A warm, copper smelling liquid trickled down my nose. I touched my nose, and looked down at my hand, only to see a blurry, dark red liquid covering my hands. Amethyst gave me my glasses, and I found balance on my feet. I pushed on my glasses and looked at the figure standing in front of me.
“What was that for?!” I snapped at Pansy, rubbing underneath my nose as blood continued to trickle down my white shirt. 
I noticed her cheek was a bright red, and tears were tracked down her cheeks.
“You are a foul git, you know that?!” She aimed her wand at her throat.
“Please, tell me something I don't know!” I growled at her.
“You think I don't see you?! You with your googly eyes all over Draco! Get over him! Admit the fact he doesn't like you!” She yelled, pointing her wand closer to my throat.
“What are you on about?! What is this all about?!” I yelled back at her.
“Because of you, Draco broke up with me!” She yelled tears filling her eyes.
“HA! Did he really? Oh that’s funny. But quick question. How in merlin’s beard is that my fault?!”
"He broke things off after bringing up something you said! Hence, it is your fault!” She yelled, tears pouring down her face.
“You never loved him! What’s the big deal?!” 
“The big deal?! I don’t know! Maybe it’s because everything that has happened to me is your fault!” She said, fury boiling in her voice.
I watched in amazement as she balled and pointed her wand closely at my throat.
“Look, you're mad, we get it. But just put the wand down-”
“Shut your mouth you filthy blood-traitor.” Pansy snapped at Amethyst.
Her eyes widened as she heard the insult fall off of Pansy’s tongue. A look of hurt shadowed her face. Pansy had crossed the line. She was supposed to be her best friend. But now, Amethyst and I saw differently.
“Pansy, please. Put the wand down.” Amethyst growled.
Her voice was now filled with rage as she stepped in front of me, just like she did at home. That move was going to be the death of her one day. Parkinson wiped her face, and I could see a flash of evil in her eyes. She smirked, and stood up straight.
“Fine. We can do this the hard way.” She smirked.
“What do-”
“STUPEFY!” Parkinson yelled.
A flash of red filled my vision as my sister flew backwards, stunned and unconscious.
“Now it’s just us. Grab your wand, Stockings. You’re going to need it.” She gave me an evil smirk.
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<pov switch>
“Rennervate” Whispered dumbledore. 
I blinked my eyes open, and bolted upright, getting to my feet. On one side of me, Mcgonagle stood, her spectacles high on her nose. Dumbledore stood next to her and he eyed me carefully. Madam Pomfrey stood in front of a girl. I prayed that it wasn't her. But when she moved, I saw her. Mary lay on the stretcher, cuts and bruises scattered her body, blood dripping on her already blood stained shirt. 
“MARY!” I screamed, my eyes filling with tears almost instantly.
A firm hand gripped my wrists, holding me back as Snape and Madam Pomfrey towed Mary away to the infirmary.  
“Get off! Let me go! Please!” I tried wriggling my hand free, but the grip only tightened on my wrist.
“Calm down. It’ll be okay.” A gruff voice said, holding my wrists tight.
Professor Moody held me back. I wished he would let go. He let go of me when a Mcgonagle pulled me into a gentle hug. I collapsed into her arms, crying. Why couldn’t it have been me? It should have been me… I would do anything to protect my sister. Anything. I hated seeing her in pain. I would prefer me getting into pain than her. But this time… this time i had failed. I had failed as her big sister… McGonagle rubbed her hand on my back.
“Shhh. It’s going to be alright. Shhh.” She hushed.
“Can i go see her?” I asked, wiping my face.
I sniffled. I felt like a terrible sister. 
“Of course. But i think it’s best if you go collect a certain someone.” Dumbledore stood.
His arms behind his back, his eyes twinkling in the candle light. I immediately knew what he meant, and rushed down to the slytherin common room. 
“I’ll kill her…” I mumbled. “It’ll be the last day she sees light. I swear on it.”
I was infuriated. I could only wait till I saw her face next. I would give her the same treatment she gave my sister. But when the thought of Mary entered my mind, my heart pounded. Fear flooded my body. I just need to find him.
…
“Dray!” I cried, looking around.
I had just pounded into the slytherin common room.
“What? What’s happened?” He asked calmly, stopping in front of me. 
I tried to find the right words. I couldn’t find it.
“Mary!” That was the only thing I could think to say.
…
We raced through the halls. Turned corner, after corner. What was only a few minutes felt like an eternity.
“What happened to Mary? What is going on?” He asked, stumbling next to me. 
I stopped. My eyes began to fill with tears. As I tried to catch my breath, I looked down at the floor. I didn’t want to talk about it, but I knew I had to.
“Aj? Is everything alright?” He put his hand on my shoulder.
“No, no, no. It’s not okay! That git! She attacked her!” I choked, pushing him backwards.
“Who?” He talked in such a soft voice, it was almost impossible to be angry.
“Parkinson! She came to us swinging fists after you supposedly broke up with her!” I croaked. 
His face turned shocked, and then a dark glimpse shimmered in his eyes.
“Let’s go.” He said, rushing me towards the infirmary.
Tears silently rolled down my face. And just as the giant oak doors, draco put an arm on my shoulder.
“It’s going to be okay. You need to be strong for her.” He said softly.
I nodded, and wiped my face. Choking down my tears, we continued towards the doors.
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<pov switch>
Together, Amethyst and I pushed the heavy doors open. I stopped in my tracks when I saw her. My heart crumbled to the floor.
“Mary?” 
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The tips of her hair were clumped together with blood. Her shirt was now a copper red, when it was originally a white. Her entire body was covered with deep cuts and newer scars. Her arm was in a sling. Her eyes  were unopened. She must have been asleep. I prayed she was just asleep. I rushed over towards her, standing by her side. I grabbed her free hand, tears rolled down my face. I had expected it to be bad, but not this bad. Ten minutes pass. She still hasn’t woken up. My eyes had dried from tears. I sat on the chair next to the bed, holding her hand. I stoked the back of her palm with my thumb. 
Twenty minutes. Mary fluttered her eyes open, scanning the room. She tried sitting up but I gently placed a hand on her chest. 
“No, no. Lay down. We don’t want you in any more pain.” I said, giving her a gentle smile. 
Amethyst stood by her side smiling down on her. She gave Mary a small hug, and sat back down on her chair. 
We talked silently for about 30 minutes. Amethyst was silent the entire time.
“I’m gonna go…” She said, looking for the door.
I noticed Aj’s wand was clutched tightly in her hand. She ran out of the room, leaving Mary and I alone.
“Is something on your mind, Dragon?” She teased.
But in all seriousness, she had a pity filled look on her face. She knew something was wrong, she always did.
“I’m so sorry…” I whispered.
Tears began to stream down my face. This large boulder of guilt toppled on my shoulder. 
“What for?” She whispered.
“For all of this… This is all my fault. I broke up with Pansy… and because of that you're here…” 
“Oh dray-“
“But that isn’t it! I shouldn’t have ignored you… I should have continued to write. I wasn’t there for you… especially over the summer… that’s when you need me most… and i ignored you…”
She stared at me for a moment. But when she smiled gently and placed her free hand on my tears cheek, my heart fluttered, chasing the sadness away. I sniffled, and placed my hand on hers.
“Dray, I forgave you a long time ago. Sure it was tough, but I got through it. And I’m still alive aren't i?” She smiled.
I chuckled through my tears, and pulled her hand away from my cheeks, held it tight in mine. I kissed her hand, thanking her quietly. We sat in peaceful silence as we stared into each other’s eyes. That’s when I knew I loved her.