A few days have gone by, all with Betty rarely seeing the Malfoy boy.
Not that she was intentionally searching for him amongst the shifty crowd in the halls, or looking for a means to speak to him - she hasn't yet resigned to her reminiscing of him despite the pining that is devouring her up slowly.
She didn't understand why he had returned, after Blaise's proclamation that he didn't have plans to. Was he up to something new and heinous again?
She knows she was lucky enough to get away, but could she say the same for him? Was he coerced into attending on orders of the other Death Eaters?
This dwelling carries on for hours, before she forces herself back into reality. It wasn't like she had anything much to do in school other than occupying herself with the homework her teachers have assigned.
If she is being honest, the only homework that are being conscientiously issued are from the Carrow siblings - with all the other teachers apprehensively neglecting the students studies now as they are engaged in protecting their wellbeing instead, saving them from the Carrows.
Speaking of, as it turns out, Professor Mcgonagall sticking up for her in that Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson was a poor choice, as Amycus Carrow has now made it his new motive to make her life miserable - giving her undeserving detentions where she would end up battered by the end of it.
She would wander around the school, shivering from pain and exhaustion - both physically and mentally, dragging her feet to get to the matron's office where she would tearfully tend to her, before rushing to aid the others who have received almost similar treatments.
To make matters worse, Betty is quite friendless now, too, with news of her biological father spreading like wildfire across the school. She has been shunned, despite thinking she wasn't that much well-known in the school.
It seems that people were only paying attention when an outrage surrounds her, then they would jump on the bandwagon without hesitation to demoralise her.
And it reminded her specifically of her life before Hogwarts.
However, her sister, Josette, wasn't suffering much of the same fate as her older sister. As the younger girl was in Slytherin, news of her father being a Death Eater only made her more celebrated in the house, which truthfully, had boosted Josette's self-conceit, made her grow a deeper fondness for her father.
That is another trouble that Betty would have to deal with, though not at this moment, as her miserable life has more concerning matters to see to.
Other than Luna, who's been the only one careless enough to be seen with her, Betty did not have other friends to talk to.
Ginny and Neville, made no improvement or advancement with Betty, and they still appeared acutely peeved by her, even after the numerous apologies and letters she's written to them both, even bought delicacies from Honeydukes with the sparse amount of money she has.
She hopes they will soon find it in themselves to forgive her gradually.
Betty is aware too, about the suffering they have been through - with the amount of torture the Carrow siblings have put them through within a span of a month.
Neville is constantly bruised up and bandaged around the arm when she sees him in classes, no doubt a cruel punishment from one of the Carrows.
Faint sheets of lightning crumples the haze fogging the night sky. The low rumble of thunder resonates through the Ravenclaw common room while Betty sits at the edge of it, scribbling softly on a piece of parchment.

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