Mischief Managed

Ch4. I'm Done

Blair's POV
I saw Quinn being brought into the prefects compartment. I decided that I can't let her ruin herself. I walked in after he had told her what happened. She looked at me like her heart was broken.
"Percy give me the papers." I said.
"But Blair-"
"Give me the gosh darn papers!" I said and he handed them to me.
"Incendio!" I said and they set on fire.
"Aguamenti!" Percy said and the flames went out.
"There, your welcome. Now get out of my site." I exclaimed.
"But-"
"But what, Quinn?!" I asked angrily.
"But why did you want to send me away?!" She asked and I knew she was angry.
"Because I never want to see your face ever again! Your a disgrace to the family name. You are not my twin and never will be." I exclaimed and her face darkened.
"Fine, then the same goes to you." She said and walked out. A tear streamed my face and Percy pulled me into a hug. Quinn was such a bitch when she is angry. Percy shushed me as he hugged me.
"I'm done with her, she ruined my life. Fred probably hates me now thanks to her." I said pulling away.
"I hear the way Fred talks about you, Blair. He really likes you and I don't think he could ever hate you." Percy said and I gave him a weak smile.
"Thank you, Percy. Now, I know all of the places they go at night. All the secret passage ways." I smiled evilly.
"Of course you do. If we tell McGonagall, she will make sure they never prank again." Percy said and I sighed. There was a knock on the door and Fred came charging in.
"I can't believe you! You killed your own parents! You should go to Azkaban for this!" Fred shouted and I started crying again.
"Fred, please listen to me. I would never killed my parents... how could you believe her?! How could you after all this time?! I loved you!" I shouted and it got quiet. I fell to the floor and put my head in my hands. Everyone hates me because of Quinn. I slammed my fist against the floor.
"What are you looking at?!" I demanded at Fred's staring.
"I-I-I- I'm sorry, Blair." He said sitting next to me on the floor.
"Why would you believe her, Fred?" I asked as he wiped away some tears.
"At first I didn't, but then Quinn kept persisting that you had done it... she's one of my best friends, I-" I cut Fred off.
"Get out... get out!" I yelled and he did so. I can't believe them... maybe it was my fault... if I would have gotten up and ready we wouldn't be in this mess. It's all my fault.