RAY OF SUNSHINE ━━ pansy parkinson

xii. sectumsempra

( contains blood
and wounds )

chapter twelve
SECTUMSEMPRA
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"HE DIDN'T SHOW UP?" Hermione exclaimed, her eyes growing narrow as Harry gripped his wand tightly.

"I'm going to hex that ferret's sorry arse." Harry spat out, getting up from the lunch table  and staring at a pale Draco Malfoy.

"I second that." Ronald muttered, munching on his fried chicken. The blonde Slytherin immediately got up from his seat, running out of the great hall, Harry following him rapidly. Elle's eyes were filled with concern,"Hermione we can't just let him - "

"It's his way of getting closure. Let him do it." Hermione firmly said, Elle rolling her eyes, "Closure my arse. I need to stop this." Ron almost dropped his chicken as he saw Elle run after the pair, straight out of the great hall.

Why would she follow those two bloody idiots when there's fried chicken right here? Ron thought to himself, relishing in the feeling of the warm food. "Ronald for the sake of Merlin's foot fungus, stop eating!" Hermione nagged, "Your best friends are missing!"

"But my potential girlfriend is right here with me." Ron smirked, and although that backfired since there was meat caught in his teeth, Hermione blushed slightly, questioning her choice in men.

"But Lavender Brown isn't here either." Hermione countered, Ron shaking his head. "Lav Lav isn't bad, okay? She happens to be very nice and seems good at snogging, at least that's what Dean and Seamus have told me and - "

"For Morgana's sake! Stop talking Ronald Billius Weasley."

"I'm never going to forgive Elle for telling you my middle name!" Ronald groaned, drinking his sherry in one gulp. "Have some personal hygiene Ronald!" Hermione's nose crinkled slightly.

Ron simply winked at her.

Hermione rolled her eyes and ate her fried chicken, suddenly understanding why Ron was so obsessed with it. "Mhm.." Hermione let out, "Maybe Hygiene is overrated."

"Who are you and what have you done to Hermione Granger?" Ron asked, bewildered. Hermione winked, finishing her chicken as quickly as she could.

While the redhead and brunette bickered, a certain Slytherin, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were having at it in a bathroom.

Talk about house pride.

"I know what you did Malfoy." Harry stated calmly, his green eyes slightly softening at the blonde's tearful state. "You hexed her, didn't you?"

Draco turned around, his eyes blood red, his wand in his hand. Curses of bright colours were thrown at each other, jinxes and hexes filling the air. Elle stumbled into the bathroom, shocked at what was happening. Harry's eyes darkened as he shouted, "Sectumsempra!"

Everything after that was in slow motion.

Blood pooled from Malfoy's chest and face as though he had been slashed by an invisible knife. The boy staggered backwards in the waterlogged floor, slipping and falling flat, scarlet red mixing with clear water as if it were a chemistry experiment. Harry stood there idle, too shocked by what he had just done.

Harry's green eyes began to swell up with tears, "I - I don't know the counter curse, Elle." He sobbed, kneeling next to Malfoy. "We need to get a teacher here." Elle decided, running out the bathroom, but colliding into someone, both their figures meeting the ground together.

She looked up, her blue eyes meeting a pair of hazel brown eyes that dripped with concern. "We need to stop meeting like this." Pansy chuckled, helping Elle up with a hand. When Elle did not respond, her eyes looking empty and ghostly, Pansy spoke again, her voice warm and reassuring, "Is everything okay?"

"Do you know what Sectumsempra is?" Elle blurted out, her face flushing.

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PANSY UTTERED THE counter curse to the spell softly, her eyes enraged as her best friend lay almost motionless on the ground."Potter, how dare you?" She breathed out, cupping Draco's face and examining his wounds. "How did you know the counter curse, Parkinson? How?" Harry demanded, his eyes cold as ice.

"Never in a million years will I tell you that." Pansy spat out, "I'm taking Draco to the hospital wing."

"I'll come with." Elle stated as Pansy levitated him, Harry's head pounding. "Me too." Harry volunteered, Pansy sneering, "You're the one who caused this, you don't get to come with us."

"Elle, will you be okay?" Harry asked softly, Elle embracing him, "I'll be just fine. Go back to Ron and Mione, they're probably bickering."

I need to tell Rohan, Elle thought quickly, speaking out aloud, "Actually Pans, I think I'll pass on coming along... Excuse me."

"You call her Pans?" Harry questioned, "Since when are you and Parkinson on a nickname basis?"

"How about you worry about the person you almost killed instead of something as minuscule as nicknames, Potter?" Elle irritatingly said as she strode out of the bathroom, still scarred at the events of the day.

The blonde strode into the great hall and plopped down next to Draco, laying her head on his shoulder. "We need to talk, Ro." She whispered as he nodded, getting up from his seat, the two of them standing right outside of the great hall. "Harry... He urm.. He hexed Draco. It was bad, Ro. Very, very bad. Let's go to the hospital wing, shall we?" Elle whispered as he let out a sob, his hands shaking.

"I-I'm scared, Ella." He let out, his eyes becoming dark and weary. "I know, Ro. I know. Come on. Draco needs you."

Rohan wrapped an arm around Elle, the two walking to the hospital wing. His hand went limp, however, when he saw the state of Draco. Pansy was near his bedside, looking at him with glistening brown eyes, Rohan staring only at his bloodied state.

"How - How is he?" He asked Pansy, who looked at him with a sympathetic smile. "They're bringing in healers from Saint Mungos. He'll get better soon, Jain." Pansy explained, Rohan's feet giving out as he kneeled next to Malfoy's bed, whispering tender words to him while stroking his platinum blonde hair.

"I know about you two, by the way." Pansy revealed, "I'm the only one Draco told." Elle nodded, taking a seat in the chair near Pansy.

"How did you know the counter curse, Pans?" Elle looked at her with wide blue eyes, that Pansy could not say no to. "My parents - they're death eaters. Snape created this spell, and taught us the incantation and counter curse."

"Snape? What? This spell was in the book Harry had and - " Elle's eyes brightened with realisation.

Severus Snape is the halfblood prince.

"Do you know Snape's alternate names? Maybe a middle name or his mother's maiden name?" Elle asked, her mind working faster than ever.

Pansy hummed, "His mother's name was Evelyn something... Eileen. Yes that's the one. It was Eileen Prince."

Prince.

"But Snape is a muggle last name, isn't it?" Elle asked. "Indeed it is, Snape's father was a muggle. He's a halfblood."

"Oh my gosh." Elle murmured, "Oh my goodness."

Severus Snape was a death eater as well as the Halfblood Prince. "Elle... Please don't tell a soul what I just revealed to you." Pansy begged, her eyes scared and brown, like pools of mercury.

Elle swallowed as she breathed heavily, "I won't. You have my word."