The Snake and The Seer

Emerson

I was very much aware that Uncle Remus told me not to go anywhere, but he never said I couldn't bring a friend with me to go get the draught of peace for Quinn. 

"You! Come with me." I pointed at Draco and drug him with me out of the Great Hall and all they way back down to the dungeons. 

"You two aren't supposed to be out of the Great Hall!" One of the Slytherin prefects yelled out to us as I ran down the hall, Draco in tow. It was probably going to get me in trouble later, but I needed that potion. Throwing open the door to Snape's classroom, I could see the potion was being placed into a vial. 

"Miss Black, Mr. Malfoy. I am assuming that you need this." He started to hand it over to Draco, when he pulled it back. 

"Professor, I really don't have time for this. My best friend just came out of a horrific vision and she is not calm in any way. I'll serve detention for leaving the Great Hall, just give me the vial," His lips formed a scowl and he reluctantly handed me the vial. "Thank you Professor." This time, Draco took off running. I wasn't sure why but I was not about to argue with it. 

We made it to the Great Hall and Quinn was still very shaken up. She had deep red gashes on her abdomen and I felt my stomach churn at the sight. I physically hurt me to see her in pain, she was my sister.  I could see Fred and George holding her arms back down, she started to shake and thrash again.

"Em, Draco, please give her the Draught of Peace, I'm sure she could use it." Fred said as he struggled to hold her down.

"No, no, no. Stay back! Get away from me!" 

"Quinn, please. I'm not gonna hurt you." Draco stood behind me as I grabbed her chin, forcing her mouth open. I poured the potion into her mouth and made sure she swallowed it. Draco took the empty container from me and tried to get me to step away from Quinn, who was just starting to calm down. 

"No he's gonna find out everything and he's gonna tell him!" Quinn was pointing to Draco, then she looked around frantically. What is she talking about?

"Harry? Ron? Hermione? Luna? Dean? Where are they? Are they okay?" She tried to get up again, to look over the crowd, but seemingly became dizzy, and held onto Fred for support.

"Quinn? What do you mean, what happened in your dream?" Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna and Dean pushed their way to the front of the crowd that was quickly forming around all of us. 

"Guys! You're not all old and tortured in Malfoy's basement!"

I felt my heart drop, tortured in Draco's basement? What the hell was she talking about? Draco would never hurt anyone! Sure he may be rude at times, but he didn't have the heart to actually hurt someone. I saw his eyes start to glaze over and he looked at me and shook his head no. 

"Emmy...Y-you have to know, I-I wouldn't do that." I nodded slightly and wiped a tear off of his cheek, he sniffed and tried to pretend it hadn't happened. He shook his head and stormed off out of the Great Hall. Of course I felt horrible, and I wanted to help him, but I knew better than to try and follow him. My gaze went back to Quinn and tp my relief, the potion had taken effect. 

"How could you comfort him like that?! Quinn just told us he tortured her in his own basement! Yet you stand there and comfort him like you would a sad kid. You're supporting an evil person, maybe even a murderer. Everyone was right, you are like your father. A snake, someone would would go against their friends for their own benefit. You are the worst type of person. Maybe you are truly meant for Malfoy, he deserves someone as sick and twisted as him. " Ron said as he stared me down, venom dripping off of every word he said. 

"Ronald Weasley!" Hermione screeched as she hit Ron's arm, I bit my lip and clenched my fists. I could definitely feel my nails breaking the skin, but I couldn't care less. Uncle Remus made eye contact with me, and then glanced up.