𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 | D. Malfoy

chapter seven

The next morning, we are all dressed and finished our breakfast when McGonagall finaly arrives. She appears along with Madam Pomfrey in the infirmary and stops at the sight of us. Her gaze goes directly to me and I see her masked expression falter at the sight of my bruises.

"Ms. Jones. If you will." She gestures to the hallway, and I nod, following her outside with one look back at my friends who all send me encouraging smiles.

We walk to her office in silence. Once we arrive, I sit down in the chair opposite her desk and she lowers herself across from me, a sigh leaving her lips.

"I arrived this morning, to find Poppy waiting by my Floo, franticly telling me about you and Mr. Smiths situation. From what I can understand, and from what I can so obviously see with my own eyes, he has been hurting you." I swallow harshly, wringing my hands in my lap.

"Yes, Headmistress." I say softly.

"And when you came to me more than a month ago asking to switch partners, this was occuring?" She eyes me sternly over her spectacles.

"Yes." I say, shame creeping up. I should have said something then, not doing so was stupid.

"And why did you not say anything then?"

"I - I was scared, Professor. He t-threatened me on multiple occasions about telling anyone. I - I didn't want to take the risk."

"And what made you take the risk as you say, yesterday." 

"He-" I hesitate. "It got worse."

McGonagall sighs and leans back in her chair, taking me in with a considerate look

"I am going to have to report this to the Ministrys Auror department, as well as the Minister for Magic himself, I'm afraid. There is the fact that Mr. Smith has broken the law, but also that your marriage can no longer continue and therefore their Marriage Law needs to be modified." I sit there, eyes wide, suddenly realizing how huge this situation has become. Involving the Minister of Magic, and the Auror department? Dread creeps up my chest.

"I can however, not go forth with said plan, if you do not agree to it, Ms. Jones. I can imagine you would much prefer brushing this under the carpet and moving on, but as I'm also sure, you want for Mr. Smith to face the consequences for his crimes, and to do so, both aformentioned parties must be involved." 

"I understand." I squeeze my hands together, knowing what I say next will lead to a very uncomfortable period of time, where people will learn about what happened between us, but that in the end, it will be worth it.  "I want him to go to Azkaban." I fix McGonagall with a determines look, and she smiles.

"Rest assured, Ms. Jones. He will."

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Christmas break comes and goes and Im back at school once more.

My family were told of what had happened and I was meet with a massive hug from my parents, their tears mingling with my own. I felt bad for keeping this from them, but they had no way of helping me, so telling them would just have had them suffering from affar. My older brother was furious, ready to go guns ablazing back to Hogwarts. 

During christmas, McGonagall kept me updated on what was happening. They apprehended Smith on the way home from Hogwarts for Christmas, and would be keeping him in the Ministry for a couple days, before he could return home. He could not return to Hogwarts after Christmas throught, because he had been expelled, and faced a lifetime ban from the castle. I sighed in relief because of that. 

A not from McGonagall apears folded like a paper plane.

I request your presence in my office at your earliest conveniance.