Wayward Girls

Chapter Six

Night, Harry, and Abi walk towards the office of Umbridge. Jas and C are leaving. 

"Don't drink anything," C basically whispers as she passes them. All three nod their heads. Once standing by the door, Harry places his hand on the door. He looks at his fellow Gryffindor.

"Sorry for getting you involved," he tells her. Her heart pumps a bit faster as her face starts to heat up. Stupid crush. She shouldn't be like this.

"What about me?" Abi asks, pulling the attention away from Night. How much she appreciates it.

"You would have found a way into detention either way," the dark hair boy points out.

"True."

Harry opens the door. All three have sensory overload. Everything is covered in frill, pink, or cats. Sitting at her desk is Umbridge herself. She is smiling and her hands are folded. She managed to get three smaller desks in the office across from her.

"Please sit," she smirks, motioning to sit. All three do. On the desks is a quill and paper. "You three will be writing lines. Mr. Potter, your's will be 'I must not lie'. Miss Weasley, your's is 'I must not riot'. And Miss Longbottom, your's is 'I must not follow'."

"We have no ink," Harry points out.

"You will not need it."

"How long?"

"Until it sinks in."

Night gulps, remembering reading about these punishments. They were discontinued before Jas would have been born. It is inhumane. However, they don't have a choice. She starts writing the line repeatedly. The slanted letters appear in a deep red. After a few lines, pain starts to sear into her hand. Based off of the other two's faces, the feel the same pain. 

Umbridge asks if anything wrong, but they all shake their heads. No one would want a repeat of this. The three continue to write out each line. Eventually the woman lets them leave. Abi walks in the opposite direction in silence. Night and Harry walk in silence to the Common Room. 

"If you wait I can bandage that," she promises.

"Yeah. Thanks."

The girl heads to her dorm room, being quiet not to wake anyone. She gabs some gauze, cotton swabs, and a brown bottle. Grams made sure her and Neville had Muggle medical supplies just in case. She heads back down to see Harry sitting on the couch. The fire light just makes him more breath taking. She has to snap herself out of it, heading down to help him. She kneels in front of him, grabbing his hand gently to look at the cut. Opening the bottle, she pours a bit of the clear liquid on the swab.

"This may sting," she warns him before she cleans the wounds. He keeps still as she finishes bandaging his hand. She goes to put up the supplies, but he gently grabs her wrist. He looks at her wound.

"I can bandage your's," he informs her. "I know how."

"Um... O-okay. If you want."

He moves to sit by her on the floor. He gets a clean swab, pouring the contents of the bottle on it. His presses it against the open cut on her hand. Out of habit, she slightly hiss at the pain.

"Sorry," he mutters, gently dabbing the wound. Soon her hand is bandaged. "Please don't tell Hermione and Ron."

"Only if you don't tell Neville."

He holds up his pinkie. She interlocks her's with his as she smiles at him. This is their moment. A moment no one needs to know about.

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C looks at Abi. She is completely alone. Her eyes puffy. The blonde easily identifies the symptoms. Heart break. She's dealt with it enough to know the feeling. Draco goes to talk to the red head, but the girl just leaves. The entire Weasley clan goes after their youngest member. C looks at the other two girls and they quickly follow. Fred, George, and Ron are standing outside the girl's bathroom. Ginny must be in there, comforting her twin.

"I'm going to kill that boy," Fred snarls. George is just as furious. 

"I'll join you," C adds.

"I can get the weapons," Jas adds.

"Sounds like a plan," George concludes. Pansy Parkinson walks towards the bathroom.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ron snaps at her.

"I have to go to the bathroom," she replies, hands on her hips. "And you can't stop me. Not if you don't want Drakey to come after you."

"Drakey?" C asks as her faces scrunches up. "If you think he is going to fall for you, you're a disillusion bitch."

The pug faced Slytherin huffs and goes in the bathroom. Not too long after, the youngest set of Weasley twins emerges out of the bathroom. Everyone personally checks on Abi. Fred slips something in C's hand while she goes to hug her friend. The blonde gets the hint and puts it in Abi's robe pockets. The group starts to disperse. That's when C notices something. She grabs Abi's wrist to see what is on her hand. Jas follows suit, looking at Night's hand.

"Get Neville and the other two," C orders Ron. "Meet at the Gryffindor tower"

He nods his head before going to get the three. C and Jas drag the other two to the part of the castle. Once everyone is there, they drag the three to the Common Room. Jas scares off anyone in there studying.

"Have you seen their hands?" C snaps, pointing at the three. Night, Harry, and Abi back up just a bit. C unwraps Harry's hand to show what is on it. In his handwriting is 'I shall not lie'. The other two have different phrases in their own handwriting. 

"We have to tell Dumbledore," Hermione states.

"What can he do?" Harry asks. "The Ministry is taking over."

"They can't do this to you or our younger sisters," Neville states. No one has seen the boy this worked up before. He looks like he is going to tear a head off. Honestly it's quite terrifying.

"You are five days older," Night states. "I don't think you can exactly call me a younger sister."

She sits down and Harry joins her.

"Neville still has a point," Ron interrupts. "I'm not letting anyone hurt my sister any more."

He storms off. Hermione mutters something about keeping him from killing a person before chasing after him. C crosses her arms, looking at the boy with jet black hair. He might as well be her brother and she doesn't want anyone hurting him. Then there is Abi, who she cares for. And though she just starting to talk to Night, she cares for her.

"We're trying to look out for you three," the blonde sighs. She looks at Jas. "Please say something."

"I think y'all got it. Most people that threaten our family where I'm from end up dead, so I'm just trying to keep myself at a level head."

"You are so much help."

She shrugs her head.  C shakes her head, leaving this chaos. This won't end well.