The next day, Diana was not feeling any better. While most students were ecstatic to be at Hogwarts with their friends, Diana was feeling worried and sullen. And it was only natural that she clash with Harry, with whom she hadn't even recovered after their last fight.
"What is your problem?!" he hollered.
Everyone was now either watching the two siblings intently or waiting awkwardly for them. Hermione,Ron, Draco,Pansy, and Blaise were doing just so.
"My problem is that I don't have time to sit around while you give me the exact same lecture, for the hundredth time, about how my friends are a bunch of assholes! I already know that, and I know that that's what I am too!" Diana fired back.
"It's the same fight every time, Diana. You could just stop all of this! Look who they made you into. They made you into someone who no longer cares about family!" Harry screamed.
Diana smiled sarcastically with an, according to the Weasley twins, 'unusually attractive tilt of her head'.
"No. I made me this way, and there's no other way around it. That's the truth. Now stop with this bullsh*t before I really get angry."
Everyone in the crowd gasped in fear. They all had a very real picture in each of their heads of what an angry Diana looked like.
"Not. A. Chance," Harry said through gritted teeth.
Diana laughed at his stubbornness.
"So be it."
But something was wrong, and she began to feel it. Her shoulder began to burn, violently. She immediately and angrily grabbed at it in pain.
"Diana!" Pansy screamed.
Diana's expression suddenly became much more weak, and much more empty. The pain was too much for her body to even comprehend, and she knew. She dropped to her knees face down, and quickly slipped into unconsciousness. Everyone in the large crowd was frozen in confusion, just staring at the girl before them. Harry had a fearful and angry look on his face, and he decided to slip away before anyone noticed.
"Diana! What's happening?!" Draco shouted.
"Someone! Get a professor!" Blaise called. "Now! God, she's ice cold."