The one he never meant to make - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 6 - The Attack

At lunch you're at the slytherin table not really taking to people really but just nodding along like you're listening. You feel someone staring a hole into your skull, you dint even need to look to see who it is but you turn round and find more than one pair of eyes on you. Its Pansy and her "clique", you just shrug it off and head back to the dungeons to grab your class books.

Before you get to the wall for the common room entrance your grabbed backwards into an empty classroom. You look around and find that pansy is standing in front of you and you're being held by her friends, if you could even call them that. This is the most evil you have seen in a person's eyes in a while.

"You are a little no good blood-traitor whore" she spits at you. You're not bothered about the names she called you your more worried about her spit on your face, it's so uncivilised. You struggle against the 2 girls but they are bigger than you are and they hold you down easily. They throw you to the floor and you're not quite sure what happened after that because you're pretty sure your head got cracked from the tile floor on impact

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You wake up in the hospital wing and look around and see your next to Draco's bed, he's looking at you concerned.

"What happened? Why am I here?"
You ask him panicking.

"I don't know, Blaise brought you in and says he found you in a classroom unconscious on the floor with a pool of blood coming from your head. He thought you were dead" as he explained this it all came back to you. Pansy the 2 idiots that followed her.

You tried to sit and and see more but as you bent forward you got really bad pain on your stomach over your hip almost. It instantly shot you back down, as you looked down and lifted your t-shirt up and seen the patch over whatever hurt. You took it off and see 'blood - traitor whore' carved into your stomach so deep that it would take forever to heal. You just lay your head back and started to let the tears fall down the side of your face, your eyes were too blurred to see that Draco got out of bed and was already reading what was etched into your skin like you were someone's controversial art project. You thought he was just going to snigger at the sight of it but he didn't he looked, Angry, like really angry.

"Who done it?" He snapped at you. You just shrugged your shoulders not wanting to cause any more trouble.

"I'll deal with when I'm better" you said not wanting help from Malfoy, your brothers warned you about him but he never treated you like they said he would and it honestly surprised you. You just let him sit back down on his bed and you never spoke for the rest of the time you were in the hospital.

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At the end of the week you were aloud out of the hospital wing and luckily thanks to Hermione you didn't need to round up all the homework you missed out on because she got it from all your professors and helped you learn what you'd missed. She was good to you but you're not sure why because other than that you've never spoke and you were rude to her when you first met at the leaky cauldron.

As you were walking along the corridor you were stopped by professor Snape

"The headmaster would like to speak to you" he said in his oh so happy voice note the sarcasm you walked back from where you came from and headed to the headmasters office but you realised Snape was following you, whether that be to make sure you weren't attacked again or just so you could get up to the office, you'll never know cause he never said anything.

You got up to the office and knocked on the door, without an answer it from someone it just opened on its own, you look in and see Dumbledore sitting at his desk.

"Ah, Miss riddle. Or do you prefer Weasley?" He asked, it's the first time someone actually asked you that and it took you by surprise you didn't really know what to say.

"Eh, w-weasley sir. Thank you" he nodded and motioned towards the chair in front of his desk for you to sit on. You obliged obviously.

"Now I have been informed on what happened to the best of everyone's knowledge about what happened. And I'm sorry to say that no one but yourself and the attacker knows what actually happened. Naturally there are rumours spreading around the school but none I am sure are correct" he states this like I'm supposed to correct him but I'm not one to interrupting the oh so famous Albus Dumbledore, who would be stupid enough to do that. Not me.

I waited for him to finish before speaking up myself

"Actually professor I'm sorry to disappoint but I'm not exactly too sure what happened myself either" I lied "I don't remember much because of my head injury" I lied again. I wasn't going to rat out pug-face I wanted to deal with her my own way. 'Maybe I am a true born slytherin' I thought to myself. I know she would get expelled for what she does but I'm no snitch. So I just sent my apologies to the headmaster and left.