I opened my eyes and looked around the room. There was no one in it. I reluctantly sat on the edge of the bed and immediately felt a severe headache. Then I remembered what happened yesterday. I sat there for a while, staring at one point. I woke up when my head started hurting more. I looked at my watch. Oh no! I overslept. I'm already late for my first lesson. I quickly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom. I washed and put on a robe. I didn't have time to do my hair or remove yesterday's makeup, so I looked like I had just come out of the grave. I grabbed my books and ran to class.
- Good morning, I'm very sorry I'm late - I yanked open the door and ran into the classroom. All eyes were on me, but I could only hear whispers.
- Good morning, Miss Rhodes. Please sit down. "Lara told me you might not come to class, but I'm glad you did," Professor McGonagall replied.
I sat next to my friend and stared at the corner of the bench.
- Hey Viv. How do you feel? - the girl asked, fixing my disheveled hair.
"I have a terrible headache," I replied.
- I don't know if you should go to the next lessons. And I took you some food from breakfast, so you can eat it later - Lara smiled at me.
- Thanks, I don't know what I would do without you. - I replied.
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When the lesson was over, Professor McGonagall asked me to stay for a while.
- Is everything okay, Vivien? - asked the woman.
- Yes, professor.
- Hmm, okay. And one more thing. You don't have to attend class today. It's important that you rest.
- Fine, thank you and see you later - I replied and left the class.
When I was walking down the hall, I heard a familiar voice that I really didn't want to hear.
- What's up, Rhodes? Are you still surviving after this test? You look like you haven't slept for 5 nights - the boy starts laughing.
- Leave me alone.
- Oh! Do you remember when your little brother fell off his broom at the Quidditch match? It was good. I hope it happens again someday!
I looked into the boy's eyes and felt tears come to my eyes.
- I'm afraid he won't have the chance. Now get away from me because I'm not in the mood. - I replied, feeling a tear roll down my cheek.
I turned and ran to the room. I didn't want to go to class today.
