After I flee from the bathroom, I run through the hallways to Ravenclaw Tower, the tears pouring down my face hot and fast. "Why is a raven like a writing desk?" the eagle knocker asks. "Ummm," I say, unable to think, my head pounding as it replays the images of my fight with Draco.
After a while, I knock again and the eagle knocker asks, "Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
"I-I d-don't kn-know! C-Can't y-you j-just l-et m-me i-in i-it's-been a-an h-hour!" I scream at the knocker. "That's the incorrect answer," the eagle knocker says. I scream in frustration and collapse to the floor just as I hear footsteps.
"Allison," I hear Mandy say. I look up to see her, along with Padma and Michael standing there, staring at me. I try to avert my gaze, so they can't see my red and puffy eyes from crying, but it's no use. "We heard you screaming at the knocker," Michael says.
"Why have you been crying?" Padma asks. Just the thought of him brings tears to my eyes once more and my chest heaves as I start crying again. Mandy rushes over and crouches down next to me. "We should get her inside," she says.
Michael knocks on the door and the eagle knocker repeats the same riddle. "Because it can produce a few notes, though they are very flat, and it is never put with the wrong end in front," Michael answers. "Well-put," the eagle-knocker replies and the door swings open. Mandy helps me up and we shuffle into the common room, which is thankfully empty. "We can handle it from here, Michael," Padma says.
Mandy and Padma lead me up the stairs to our dormitory where I fop face down on my bed. "Get some sleep, Allison, we'll wake you up in a couple hours to talk," Mandy says.
Once they leave the room, I start to cry into my pillow. There's a soft meow and then a wet nose poking at my arm. I turn to see my kitten sitting there, a gift from Draco last Christmas. "H-Hi, Bandit," I sniffle and he flops to his side, so that he's snuggling into me. I can hear and feel him purring against my chest and I rub my fingers over his fur.
"A-At least I h-have you," I whisper. He lets out another meow as if he's answering me and I slowly drift off to sleep.
***
Mandy and Padma wake up a couple hours later. "Now, tell us what happened," Mandy says. "Take your time," Padma adds. And so, I tell them everything.
I tell them about the kiss in the Room of Requirement last year and how we've been dating ever since. How Draco hasn't been acting like himself and then our big fight in the bathroom and everything he said to me. "I'm happy," Mandy says. "Mandy!" Padma yells.
"What? I told her he was no good and she wouldn't listen," she says. Padma opens her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. "Mandy's right. If I had told you guys what was happening between us, maybe this would have never happened."
"He's never going to love you like we do," Mandy says. "Mandy!" Padma yells at her again. "But he's never going to find anyone like you, either," she continues. Then, she wraps her arms around me and rests her head in the crook of my neck. Padma does the same on my other side and we sit there for a while until I'm all cried out.
"Okay, enough crying," Mandy says, getting up. "I will get some makeup wipes, so you can clean yourself up and Padma will go down to the kitchens and get us butterbeer, ice cream and chocolate."
"I can't go out now! I'm a Prefect and if I get caught after hours," Padma protests, but Mandy gives her a look. "That's exactly why you have to be the one to go out. No one is going to question a Prefect being out after hours," she explains.
"Fine, I'll go," Padma says, but I can tell that she's not particularly mad about it. She'll probably sneak into the boy's dormitories on her way back to say hi to Eddie Carmichael, her seventh year boyfriend. It's a match that Mandy and I were quite surprised by, especially because Eddie is the complete opposite of Padma, always losing points for Ravenclaw house and has had more detentions than any other Ravenclaw put together, but he makes her very happy.
When Padma gets back, we sit on my bed and eat our way through the tub of strawberry and peanut butter ice cream provided by Florean Fortescue and the chocolates the house elves gave her. "To be honest, his best friend is hotter than him," Mandy says, pointing her half-empty bottle of butterbeer at me. "If you're talking about Pansy, I will hit you over the head with a book, because clearly someone needs to knock some sense back into you," I say. "Or Crabbe and Goyle," Padma points out. "Ew," we both say in unison.
Mandy laughs. "I meant Blaise." I nod in approval. Blaise is very attractive.
"You knew he had a thing for Ginny," Padma says. "How do you know that?" Mandy asks. "Oh, please, Mandy. As if you don't know that anyone who likes girls has had a thing for your girlfriend at some point or other?" I point out. "True, but I guess I'm the winner, then," she says.
Padma and I laugh in answer and the three of us spend the rest of the night talking. The two of them trash talk Draco, Pansy and all the other Slytherins. Never bringing up their own relationships unless I bring it up first. I have to be honest, I have the best friends in the world.
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Shatter the Stars | A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction
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