Ophelia Malfoy

The Scar Again

I was laughing at Fred and George who had just trapped Filch in a piece of extremely slippery floor, they had poured their"essence of boggy slipperiness' on the floor. It was a new invention. "ophe- I mean Ariana, come on let's go to class!" said hermione grabbing my wrist. A sudden surge of pain surged through me and I gasped. "Ariana!" she shouted. Everyone's head turned towards us, the pain was so sudden that my knees gave way and I was sprawled on the floor. At that moment, Professor McGonagall walked by and asked "what's all this commotion? Why aren't you first-years in class?" she asked sharply. Then her eyes went from hermione, Fred and George to me still on the ground. I hastily got up and gave her a brief nod even when my wrist felt like it was on fire. "miss Evans." she said in a shrewd tone "yes?" I asked
"follow me." she gestured with a swish of her cloak. "honestly, I'm fine." I said feebly. "go. Follow her." said hermione. I sighed and followed McGonagall, she was probably going to bring me to the hospital wing. I was surprised when she brought me to a door guarded by two gargoyles. She surely didn't know my true identity and my scar? "lemon drop" she said briskly. That must be the password for the door swung open revealing a magnificent study. Dumbledore was sitting on a winged armchair behind his table. "ah, miss Malfoy." I looked up shocked that he'd call me by my real name. "Albus, she was on the floor just now, apparently after miss Granger grabbed her wrist" said McGonagall. I looked down again. Dumbledore looked at me somewhat urging me to look at him. I lifted my head slowly and looked right into his bright blue eyes and instantly felt like I was being x-rayed."are you sure you are perfectly fine, ophelia?" he asked "wha- yes, yes I'm fine!" I replied hastily "you may go back to class then." he said. I leapt up and almost ran out of his office. My face was etched with horror. He knew?