Mischief Managed

Ch2. Double Trouble Part 2

Blair's POV
I woke up early and decided to get dressed and read. I read for about three hours and noticed Quinn stirring in her sleep. After another five minutes, I noticed she was awake. "We leave soon. If I was you I would get ready." I stated and she threw a pillow at me.
"Get ready yourself!" She yelled and got up. When she left, I got up and walked downstairs to find our parents lying on the floor. A puzzled look to who could have done it placed on my face. Tears gathered in my eyes and I looked over to see Quinn.
"What's wrong, Blair?" She asked and a couple tears slipped.
"Mum and dad." I stated and she looked confused.
"What about mum and dad?" Quinn exclaimed and a bunch of tears came out this time.
"I-I should have known... their dead." I exclaimed collapsing to the floor. She looked at me with pure anger.
"Blair, it's all your fault! You should have heard then dying! What's wrong with you?!" Quinn exclaimed and I cried harder.
"I'm sorry, Quinn. I'm so so sorry." I said and she shook her head no.
"Let's just go already. I'm tired of sitting here." She said and I ran upstairs. I fell on my bed and cried. I realized that we might be late to the train station. I grabbed my stuff and put it in the boot of the car. I left it open so she can put her stuff in. I sat in the driver's seat and cried. Maybe she's right... maybe I was the reason they died. She got in the car and I pulled out of the driveway. I watched as the town before us drifted away. Tears just kept streaming down my face. I remember when my mum used to tell me not to cry when Quinn would be mean. I kept crying and soon we pulled up to the train station and I stared at the entrance. Quinn looked at me and tried to see what I was staring at, but it wasn't anything she could see. I was looking at a memory of my parents that played in my mind. She finally just got out of the car and I broke down in tears. Why would she even blame me? I wiped the tears away and got out of the car. I attached my stuff to a trolly and rolled it inside. She was already ahead of me. She rolled through to the platform and I followed. She was hugging the twins as I rolled passed. Someone pulled me into a hug and I cried even more. I dug my head into their chest and looked up to see Fred. His strong arms were wrapped around me. I pulled away and he helped me onto the train. I put my stuff on the shelf above me and sat down. Fred sat next to me and Quinn across from me. She was sitting next to George. Quinn and I locked eyes, but after a second I looked out the window. The twins got up to change after five minutes of silence. I looked at Quinn and she came over to sit next to me. I stood up and looked at her.
"Why would you even blame me? Your twin?!" I exclaimed and she stood up as well.
"I'm sorry and we can fix this. We can fix things between us." She said and I shook my head in disagreement.
"No, no we can't. I'm sorry." I said and she took my hand.
"Come on, Blair! We can fix this!" Quinn exclaimed and I pulled away.
"Just stay away from me, Quinn! Stay away!" I said and started to gather my stuff. I looked at the door and the twins were staring at us. I picked up my stuff and walked to the door.
"What's wrong?" Fred asked.
"Why don't you ask Quinn." I said as a tear slipped. I walked out past them and found Percy in the Prefects compartment. He took one glance at me and rushed over.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Quinn did something unforgivable."