What's a Riddle?

Pansy

  When I went upstairs, Roxanne was crying on the floor and the entire room was trashed. "I could ask a house elf to come clean up. But I've heard cleaning with your best friend makes a strong bond." "Pansy.. please leave." "Love to. But this is also my room, and I need to find something. Would you be bothered if I asked for help?" "No. Not really." "Great. Now get the fuck up, and don't you dare watch me clean." She looked at me with an annoyed look, and started to clean on her own. After a few seconds of picking up the books, she looked up at me. "Come on bitch. Don't you dare watch me clean!" "You're too funny." "And I'm also not kidding." I walked over to her, and we started cleaning. I know it sounds weird, but this is a great way to make people talk. My mother always told me "if you don't say anything, and just do something with them. Then they're most likely to tell you what's on their mind." So I've never tried this method on anyone. But why not try on my friend who looks like she wants to stab someone.
After we finished cleaning the entire dorm room. She sat on her bed while I was gathering my supplies for class. "I fucked up Pansy." I turned around to see her shed a few tears. "I need to tell you everything. And if I don't I will lose my fucking mind. Because I trust you to keep this a secret, and not tell anyone." "Before you say anything. Let me lock the door, and put a silence charm so no one can hear." She nodded her head, and wiped her tears away. I casted the charm, and locked the door. When I sat down on her bed next to her. She turned, and faced me. "I feel like therapists need a paper and quill." "It's fine you don't need it." "I'm listening." "So you know that I was kidnapped." "Yes." "A man kidnapped me, and I really fucked up." "What do you mean?" "I think I may have killed him..I stabbed him because I thought he was going to kill me." I just sat there in silence trying to figure out if what she told me was really what I heard. "You stabbed him?" "Yeah. And I think I've killed him." "Holy fuck." "I feel like I need to tell you the entire story. For you to completely understand how it happened." "We have time."
She talked for about an hour, and told me everything. She told me how she caught feelings for him, and how they ended up having sex once in awhile. Also let's not forget the part where she finally took my advice on masturbating. Oh, and of course she stabbed him. "Well I'm proud of you for listening to my advice, and finally losing your virginity." "That's not what's important right now." "Yes I know. But I thought I would just remember this moment." "Thank you Pansy." "Are you sure he's dead." "Well I don't know. I tried to get a towel to stop the bleeding, but he ran off before I could help him." "Shit." She started to cry again. "I mean...what if I actually fucking killed him?!" "Listen to me. From what you've told me about him. It seems like he's tough enough to take anything. Maybe he is alive." "No. I know he's dead. I can feel it Pansy." "I'm really sorry Roxanne." "It's not your fault. I just thought he was going to hurt me, and I didn't want to die." More tears fell down her face, and she started to hyperventilate. "Alright. Why don't you go take a shower, or bath. Get some sleep, and I'll take care of what's happening tomorrow. You should rest, and not go to class tomorrow." "But the ru-." "Don't worry. I'll take care of it. That's what friends are for. Now get your fucking ass in that shower, and relax." She started to laugh while wiping her tears away again. "Thank you Pansy." "Of course." She stood up, and went to get some clothes. "Roxanne?" "Yes?" "What was the guys name again?" "I never mentioned." "What is his name?" "I really don't want to talk about anything that happened before this." "Alright then. Enjoy your shower." "I will. Thank you Pans." "Of course." She walked into the bathroom, and I ran down to Professor Dumbledore's office. "Professor Dumbledore!.. Hagrid?" "Oh hello Pansy. Aren't you excited your best friend is home?" Hagrid asked. "Yes, very. Professor Dumbledore?" "Yes Ms. Parkinson?" "Is there anyway we can see where Roxanne was kidnapped?" "Well all we know is she was taken in the school bathroom." "She was taken by a man. She didn't describe him for me, and she won't say his name." "Well. Maybe we should leave this alone. Clearly she's been through a lot for the past two months, and I think it's best we leave it alone. For now. Try to help her get better, and don't pressure her with questions. If she wants to say who did this, I'm sure she will." I nodded my head keeping it down. "We will let her take tomorrow off, but after that we need her to attend classes so she can get caught up for everything she's missed." "Of course I'll let her know." "Wonderful. Now I suggest you get back to your dorm. It's also sun down, and it might be nice to get ready for dinner." "Should Roxanne come as well?" "If she wants to. But if she doesn't then let her stay there." "Alright. It's always a pleasure talking to you. Nice to see you Hagrid." "Great to see you Pansy." I walked out of the room, and came back to Roxanne getting ready for dinner. "You don't have to go to dinner." "I'm going." "Alright." She walked out of the dorm walking down the hallway. I don't think she's ready to socialize. I think she's trying to find a distraction. God I hate the thought of being a therapist.