Chapter 11: ..?
"What happened? I heard screaming and then I heard yelling from the common room! Did somebody die? Why are you holding a knife?" Hermione questions.
"Long story short, I was the one screaming, I was mad, nobody died, and I stole this knife." I explain, locking the door.
"Why?"
"Why? Well, one of my friends was trying to cut himself. I got mad, yelled at him, and took his knife."
Hermione blinks.
"Okay..."
"I know, my friends are weird."
"FELICITY!" Someone screams.
"Oh no..." Pansy says.
"I forgot to mention that our whole house is looking for details on what happened."
"EVERYONE OUT!!! FRED WEASLEY! YOUR NOT EVEN A GIRL!"
"I think your problem is solved," Hermione observes.
"You can open the door now," a woman says.
Pansy opens the door to see the woman from the Great Hall.
"I am the head of the house. You can call me Professor Mcgonangal. Would you care to explain the commotion?"
F*ck...
"Um, yes professor. So, my friend Theo came to get me because one of my friends, Blaise, was trying to cut himself. I yelled at Blaise for trying to cut himself, and took away his knife.
I then came back here, not knowing what was waiting for me," I rush out.
Mcgonangal frowns.
"So... You were trying to help a friend, and was ambushed on your way back," she says.
"Yes, professor," I answer.
"25 points to Griffindor."
Mcgonangal whirls around and leaves the dormitory.
"Did that just happen?" I ask.
"Yes it did," Hermione replies.
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