I'm Not Perfect | Seamus Finnigan

Crabbe and Goyle

Emma's P.O.V.

I was walking down to the Great Hall after potions with the Hufflepuffs. I was hanging out with Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbot. As I walked down the hallway, I heard a yelp of pain. Neville.

I rounded the corner quickly to find Crabbe and Goyle shooting little balls of fire out of their wands at Neville's feet, yelling "Dance Longbottom!" and laughing.

"Again with you two? This has to end! I don't get how you see this is funny!" 

They pointed their wands at me and I pulled out mine. Goyle grabbed my arm and twisted it to an unatural angle. I heard a loud snap. I cringed and screamed in pain.

Crabbe kicked me in the shin and I collapsed to the ground. He then kicked me in the stomach repeatedly until I was writhing, trying to get a breath.

"HEY!" Neville yelled.

Seamus heard commotion and ran down to the corridor where Neville and I were.

"EMMA!" 

Neville ran straight for Crabbe and tackled him to the ground. He pointed his wand in Crabbe's face and said, "You can pick on me with your stupid little jinxes and hexes all you want. But that is going too far. I'm sick of people having to stick up for me and getting hurt, just because you two don't know the difference between right and wrong!"

Seamus then held Goyle back from Neville.

"WHEN THE HELL DID YOU TWO BECOME MURDEROUS!"  Seamus screamed.

Proffesor McGonagall ran into the corridor next, "My Word! Crabbe! Goyle! What on earth do you think your doing!" 

"Proffesor McGonagall! They were killing her!"  Seamus yelled, letting go of Goyle now that he had stopped trying to attack Neville.

"Neville, a-are you alright?" I managed to choke out.

"What? What about you! My feet burn, but you look like you've been ran over by a car!" he said.

".Oh... yeah - t-that."

None other than Dumbledore came rushing into the corridor followed by Snape and Madam Pomfrey.

"My word!" Madam Pomfrey said shakily.

People stared as Madam Pomfrey rushed me to the Hospital Wing, and Snape dragged Crabbe and Goyle to Dumbledore's office. Seamus and Neville ran behind us. 

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"Emma? What - wh- on earth?" Hermione asked as her, Ron, and Harry came running into the hospital wing.

"Oh, hey." I said.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I've just been mugged.... Which I have."

Madam Pomfrey explained, "I gave her a potion, it helps take her mind off the pain."

"I know Crabbe and Goyle are terrible, but I'd never imagine them doing something like this!" Ron said.

Luna came running into the hospital wing, followed by  Proffesor Snape.

"Emma! Em- Emma." She said, putting her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath, "It- it was- was a-"

"Was a what? Here, sit down." Hermione said, gesturing to one of the chairs.

"Somebody- put a-" Luna started.

"Someone put a violence potion in their goblets at breakfast." Snape seethed, "The only way they would have gotten it would be sneaking into my office. No one in this school but me and a few other proffesors would have the ability and skill to make that potion."

"Merlin! Who would do that!" Seamus asked angrily.

"That is information we do not have right now. But we will not rest until we find out. This is a very dangerous potion to be messing with. Someone could have been killed. With that potion, it clouds the victim's mind and allows thoughts of nothing but violence. There are no limitations and the victim has no guilt nor restraint." Dumbledore said, calmly, as usual.

"They must have thought it would make a funny joke." I guessed.

"How would anyone find that funny!" Seamus fumed.

"They probably didn't know the danger. They probably thought it would just be... Actually... how could you think it wouldn't be..."

"That thought furthers my suspicions that this might not be a joke. That this was done with that knowledge." Dumbledore commented.

"Well, who ever did it 'with that knowledge' is going to be expelled I hope?" Hermione asked.

"Possibly even charged."

"I'm pretty sure they deserve more than being charged and expelled." Neville said.

"Well, I can't imagine sending a student to Azkaban." Dumbledore replied.

"This always happens! Maybe not this severe, but people always get hurt just because I can't stick up for myself!" Neville yelled.

"Mr. Longbottom. If you are going to be loud, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Madam Pomfrey scolded.

"Sorry, Madam Pomfrey."

"Neville, it's not your fault. You are who you are." Luna said kindly.

Neville blushed a little, then returned to being upset with himself. He got up and stormed out of the hospital wing.