five // scars

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        The next day, after the teachers were briefing us about the O.W.L.'s and give us a ton of homework, I walk with Hermione and Ronald, them explaining to me that Angelina Johnson, the new captain of the Quidditch team, refused that Harry had detention on Friday. "He's never going to convince that madwoman." I comment,  making Hermione sigh and Ron brush through his hair. 

        It's Friday, and we're patiently doing our homework while waiting for Harry to get out of detention, tension in the air. Ronald is busy with something silly, something I do not really care about, but with a potions essay on my lap that I memorized every fact by, what else is there to worry about for. 

        "Done with homework!" I called out, making Hermione sigh and Ronald turn around as if I was some super monster. They go back to their regular business, while I just sit, worrying about whatever punishment she could possibly give him.

        Harry comes back, one hand behind his back. "Harry!" I jump, hugging the boy and kissing his cheek. He goes red a bit, "Hello Nadine. Hey guys. I'm going to go upstairs, you know, I'm awfully tire--" Hermione tries to stop him, Ron jumping in front of him and holding him while me and Hermione pull his shirt back. "What did they do to you, Harry?" Hermione asks. Harry's hand is in his pockets. 

        "W-what do you mean?" He asks, playing dumb. "Harry James Potter we know when you are lying because you are our best friends and we love you oh so dearly even if some of us don't want to admit it. So explain why you have been keeping your hand in your pocket this whole blooming time." I outburst, making him sit down onto the couch. Harry showed us his hand hestiantly. 

        We all gasped, "Oh my god, Harry!" I pull him to the couch. "Mate, I'm awfully concerned about your now a week of detentions like these!" Ron exclaimed, sitting down next to me. "Accio dittany serum." I mutter, and watch as an object suddenly appeared. I grab his hand. "What is that?" I sigh, "Dittany serum, now shut up."         

        I poured a bit on him, making him flinch. He kept flinching, "Calm down, Harry. You'll be fine." Hermione soothed, "You know Nadine wouldn't give you anything that would hurt you." It stopped, and green smoked slowly lifted up. The scar looked a few days older, like new skin had covered it. "Wow." 

        After a couple of moments of silence, Hermione spoke up, "You should report this to Dumbledore, Harry." I nod, as does Ron. "No." "No! Whadyu mean no! Mate, you can't just let her get into your head or hurt you." Ron tries to reason. 

        "No! Dumbledore has enough in his life already to worry about, he doesn't need this." I look with pleading eyes, "Please, Harry." He shakes his head. I sigh, grabbing my homework and putting it back into my backpack, "It's almost curfew." 

        I walk away, tears in my eyes. 

        

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