Diana vengefully followed Draco and Pansy back to the castle. She figured out who she was truly angry at. And once she returned, she didn't intend to kill them, just to make them wish that she would. They would pay for the pain that they had caused. For both Harry and Diana. As the three trudged tediously down the path, Diana's anger seethed inside of her. The time for bottling everything up was over. She headed back to the tower and put something fresh. Once she entered the hospital wing, she knew exactly what to do. She burst in, her right hand aimed in the air.
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"Incendio!" she thundered, and her hand caught fire, not hurting her at all. She was holding the ball of flame in, and it was just suspended in the air. "Hagrid, Professor Dumbledore, this is because of you! I had to knock Harry out to keep him from Voldemort because you sent him down that hatch in the first place!" Diana raged.
Dumbledore said nothing at first, and he didn't even seem surprised at all. He noticed that Diana's eyes had turned gray, and what that must've meant. Hagrid, however, responded differently. "I know!" he sobbed into his giant hand. "I know! Don't you think I know by now that I never should've talked to 'im,Ron, and Hermione about the Stone in the first place?! Well I did, and I regret it, so much," Hagrid sobbed violently. "Then why are you doing nothing?! Help Madam Pomfrey treat him, help her make sure he's even still alive! And wake him up for Christ's sake!" Diana cried. "It's not that simple, Miss Black. We need to let him rest, he was hit by both Lord Voldemort and you," Dumbledore explained calmly. "Are you saying this is my fault?" Diana asked.
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