There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.11 The Hospital Wing.

I can hear whispers from around me, "And her parents haven't even been to see her," "Do you think she'll ever wake up?"

I start to cough as I sit up. "Charlotte, not so fast," Dean says softly. Helping me to lay half sitting up. "What happened?" I ask breathing heavily.

"Your brother gave you a concussion with the bludger. It was awful.  Its a miracle that your still alive," Neville says quickly. "Did we win?" I ask. "Yeah, Draco almost caught the snitch but when he saw you falling he left Harry to catch it." George says from the corner. "Look Charlotte we're sorry about you falling. We should have protected you," George says speaking again. Him, Ron, Fred, Hermione, Dean ,Neville and Fred are all crowded around my bed.

"Draco?" I ask not even paying attention to what George said the last time. "Yeah, he pick you up and carried off the pitch," Dean says looking pissed off.

"Come on guys, we need to get to class," Hermione says to everyone around me. Dean sits down into the seat next to me. "So this whole Draco thing. How do you think you're going to stop it,"

"So I don't exactly have a plan but I know I'm going to stop it"I say smiling. "So how do you feel?" Dean asks.

"Well I guess I'm fine for someone who got hit in the head with a chunk of iron" I say. "Yeah about that your brother was supposed to get dropped from the Slytherin team but no slytherin is going to testify that he was the one that hit you,"

"What about Gyrffindor ye all saw me fall." I say scrunching up my eyebrows. "But they need someone from the Slytherin team to make sure we haven't just planned this," Dean says taking my hand.

 I sit up pushing away the blanket off of me."Char, sit down," He says trying to lay me back down but I push him away. I know who I can ask to see if it was my brother. I walk barefooted out of the hospital wing straight out into a hallway. I look around and turn to the left. I keep walking till I reach a door. A door I have never touched. I door I never desired to touch. I push the door in gently and step inside.

"Snape," I call out when I hear a voice from behind me say "Were you ever taught to knock girl?"Professor Snape says. "I'm sorry." I say in a soft voice. "What do you want or are you just wasting my time." He says staring at me with his black eyes. "You saw, it was my brother who knocked me out of the air," "It was," He says. "Then why don't you tell them." "And lose my best player Miss Perevell. I hope you do realize just because of your heritage does not mean I'll like you. You are still a Gyrffindor." "Thanks you were no help" I say turning and storming out.

I slam the door as I bump into someone. The force sends me sprawling to the floor. "I'm so sorry," The person says holding out their hand. "Its alright," I say taking their hand. Its some boy from Ravenclaw. I dust myself off as we awkwardly say our goodbyes. 

I walk back into the hospital wing to see Madam Pomfrey. "Where were you?"She says walking over to me. She directs me to my bed and lays me down. "I was trying to find someone," "You can mess about when you are better but for now you stay," She says pulling the blanket over me. "Poppy?Where's Dean?" I ask. "Professor McGonagall called him to class. Why?" "Huh no reason," "Are you sure there isn't anything going on there," She says smiling.

She walks away through a pair of doors.  I always have liked Poppy. She's a kind woman although sometimes she can be strict. I turn over onto my side. Only realizing now the pain that injuries have been causing me. I lift up my shirt a little to expose a big dark bruise on my side. I push my finger against it. I hiss a little pulling my finger away quickly.

0 "If you take a hot bath it helps," I hear a voice say from in front of me. I jump a bit looking up to see who it is. My father. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "I heard of my daughters injuries and I cam to visit her. Is that a strange occurrence." He asks sitting next to the bed. I nod. The first thing I say even before my father can speak again is, "I am not going to marry Draco Malfoy".

My father laughs. "Opal dear I'm afraid you have to. Dura lex, sed lex." "Don't try your Latin crap with me. This is not the law." "It is according to your wedding scheduled for the day after Draco's 18th birthday." My father says. I turn to him and say, "Leave," "Excuse me?" "I said leave." My father stands up and without saying anything he turns on his heels and leaves.

I keep repeating that line in my head. Dura Lex, sed lex. Dura Lex, sed lex. Its not right. They can't force me. I have 5 years. 5 years to stop the wedding. But its not enough.

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