Not good enough

Alone

26/10/20

Author's POV

"What...the..bloody...hell?" he whispered to himself.

Cold stares of hatred and disgust pierced through him like a sharpened dagger. The entire hall set their eyes upon him as he entered. A long, deafening silence followed until somebody decided to break it. 

"Who the fuck do you think you are?! You ugly, fat bastard. Good for nothing piece of shit!" Padma screamed, slicing the silence like a knife through a cake. There were a few gasps from amongst the crow but that's when the horror began. The hall roared in anger and there were outbursts of insults and such thrown at him. 

"FUCKER!"

"BITCH!"

"She was left embarrassed because of you!"

"What type of friend are you?"

"Untrustworthy."

More harsh words were spewed as he was cornered in one spot. He could run back out but his legs had gone numb and useless. Trembling as Padma approached him, her strides long and aggressive. Suddenly, she raised her hand and swung it across his face. SMACK! He couldn't process what had happened for a second until a sharp sting flowed through his cheek, a red mark appearing slowly where she had struck him. 

"You said you needed to go to the toilet, where the fuck were you? You were gone fr so long and we missed the dance. Harry needed you because the champions were asked to choose one friend to join the beginning of the dance as well as their partner. He chose me and you! I was left standing alone in embarrassment for ages whereas, for Harry, he looked like a fool. ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU C**T!"

He finally understood what had gone wrong.

Ron's POV

It hurts, she slapped me so hard. But it's my fault. It's ALL my fault. If I had controlled the panic attack, none of this would've happened. They both wouldn't have been left in embarassment. They're all right though, I am untrustworthy and a bitch! Everything they say is true but...everyone's eyes are on me. Stupid legs, I want to run. Run...away from their glares. Away from their words. I wish I could just disappear on the spot. 

CRACK!

"Ow!" I spat as a punch was thrown directly at my nose. Malfoy had punched me and broke my nose. Blood began dripping and my nose was burning. The pain was so bad but I've had worse by this same person. Tears stung my eyes and blinded me from another punch thrown straight into my stomach. My hand which had been covering my nose was thrown across my stomach as I felt a thick liquid fill my throat, I couldn't hold it and began to cough. Red thick blood splattered the floor. I'm so weak, I can't see what's around me. I feel so dizzy when a hand grabs my hair and slams me into a wall or was it the doors? Losing my balance I collapse onto the floor.

Harry's POV

I was at the back of the crowd when someone entered the hall. I saw a redhead but then it disappeared as the others crowded around them. There were raised voices when suddenly there was a sharp slap. Someone's been hit. I try to see who but then there are more thuds before I hear suffocating coughing. It sounds like Ron! I attempt to push through the crowd to see who it is and what is going on. THUD! That's loud! It better not be Ron! Everyone sees me coming and move out of my way to create a path. As I reach the hall entrance I see a frail body on the floor and red liquid splattered on the once clean shiny floor.

"RON!"

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Ik it took a long time to update. I already mentioned why in the A/N 2 parts ago so I'm not going to repeat myself.

RM

Word Count: 610