Harry lowered his wand and stared at the damage he had done. I rushed over to Draco's bloody body lying on the floor and tried to keep my wits. Tears were gathering in my eyes and that made it difficult to see what I was doing. His shirt had blood seeping through it in what looked like slash marks. I didn't dare open his shirt to see the damage. I knew I couldn't do anything. I tried all the healing spells I knew, but they did nothing.
"Harry, what have you done!" I sobbed into my hands, as I sat beside Dracos body, completely in shock. Before Harry could answer someone came rushing into the bathroom. It was Professor Snape. He really scared me and along with that he hated me, but right now I didn't care. He was muttering healing spells and Draco's wounds started to heal, at least the blood stopped seeping out and instead started going back into the body.
Snape glanced at my tear streaked face before looking at Harry. "Potter, my office at six."
Before I could do anything else Snape had levitated Dracos body and was leaving the bathroom, so I hurriedly dried my tears and rushed after them. I caught up to them and walked beside Draco's body, glancing at Snape at regular intervals, but he never looked back at me.
Once we got to the hospital wing Draco was placed in Madam Pomfrey's care and I was instructed to leave. No visitors allowed until tomorrow morning. I felt my heart sink and the tears come back. I can't believe that had happened. I had never seen so much blood in my life and Draco's face had looked so ghost like.
I decided to find Roman and talk to him, I needed someone to be around now, so I made my way to the Slytherin Common room. I had been in there a couple of times, and Roman made sure I knew the password, just in case I had to contact him, so getting into the common room was no biggie, avoiding the prying Slytherins was more of an issue. Firstly, I was scared I would bump into Theodore, secondly, I was worried someone might call me out and demand I leave, thirdly, I was concerned about the fact I had been crying and looked like a maniac. All in all I was hoping the common room was empty.
Once the portrait opened and I stepped in I took a deep breath and dried my eyes for fresh tears and walked in like I owned the place. That was the key around here, act like you know what you're doing, and no one will question you. At least that's what my dad always told me.
I must have failed because not a second later someone had exclaimed. "Hey, what're you doing in here! How'd you get in?" I looked over without stopping at the fourth year that had asked and he had gotten up from his seat. Everyone was watching now, but I didn't have time to worry about that because I sprinted up to the dorms and practically burst into Romans dorm.
At the slam of the door closing behind me the two people in the room's head shot up. Roman immediately got up and walked over to me, concern and worry visible on his face.
"Tara, what's going on?"
"Harry....he-he- hurt Draco." I couldn't stop the tears from escaping as I launched myself at my brother.
"What?" Blaise Zabini, who was the second person in the room also got up from his place on his bed and walked over. "What happened?"
"There was so much blood."
"Tara, what happened, tell us what happened from the start." Roman was nervous. His sister had just burst in, crying about his friend who got hurt. Who wouldn't be.
"We were talking, and Harry came in. He was pointing his wand at us, or at Draco, and was accusing Draco of things. I tried to reason with Harry, but he wouldn't listen. He shot this spell at him and big cuts appeared on his chest with so much blood. Then Snape came and took him to the Hospital Wing. They said I had to leave, so I came here." I wiped my tears and removed myself from Roman arms, slightly coming to the realization that it was quite rude to burst in like that, and that Draco was probably being healed at this very moment.
"Why would Potter do that? What was he accusing him of?" Blaise had spoken up from beside Roman. He was looking down at me with a serious expression. It was quite intimidating.
I didn't want to give Draco away, in case his friends didn't know what he was up to, so I only told them half the truth. I also didn't want to tell Blaise about everything, seeing as I didn't know him and had only said hello to him once before.
"Well, not much, but just some things about...our relationship." he didn't look convinced in the slightest. He raised his brown at me and gave me an unimpressed look. I figured he didn't like me much.
"And why, pray tell, would Saint Potter injure Malfoy due to happenings in your relationship?"
I felt uncomfortable under his gaze and Roman must have noticed because he started talking, "I think that's eno-"
I interrupted him, I was not about to let Blaise Zabini intimidate me. I had to be able to stand up for myself, and be brave. I just had to tell him in that case.
"Harry was under the impression that Draco was going to hit me, of course he wasn't, but it might have looked like it." I felt my face go red, but stood my ground.
Roman gave me a questioning look and interrupted Blaise who was about to say something.
"Why did it look like he was going to hit you? His hands shouldn't be anywhere it might look like he'll hit you." I felt myself getting angry at my brother. Why did people always think Draco was evil. He was the complete opposite.
Before I could retaliate and go ape shit on my brother Blaise interrupted once again.
"You do have a bruise on your face, it does look like he hit you." he said in a matter of fact tone.
"That wasn't from hi-"
"Who was it from then?" Blaise it seemed, had no filter for privacy or common decency. It also seemed he had very little fate in his friends.
"That is none of your business!" I could see he was about to open his interrupting mouth again so this time I beat him there.
"You seem to have very little fate in your friend, and I don't see how he can be around you. How could you assume that Draco would do something like that! Not just you Blaise, but you too Roman. How could you even have such thoughts about your friend. He's a nice person, nicer than you'll ever be it seems." I was fuming, I had come here to seek comfort and have someone to be around, but it seemed I had been wrong to think so.
"Tara, how did you actually get that bruise on your face?" It was Roman who spoke, it seemed he had completely ignored my little outburst and it made me angry. I just wanted to leave, so I did. At least I tried to.
I was halfway to the door when someone grabbed my arm. I turned around to glare Roman in the eyes. How dare he stop me from leaving.
"If you didn't get it from Malfoy, then who had the nerve to hurt my sister. I just want to protect you, Tara. You have to let me help you so I can get them expelled or something."
I felt all my adrenalin disappear. I hadn't actually told Roman about what had happened and I supposed he deserved to know. I would've wanted to know had I been him.
I swallowed harshly before telling him. "It was Theodore."
The look on his face was scary. "What? Again?!" He was seething and his grip on my arm was gone. He had his hands in a fist and looked ready to kill. I wanted to get out of there and just be alone. I'd told him now and I wanted to leave.
I walked the rest of the way towards the door and just as I was going to open it, I felt it being opened from the other side and had to step back to avoid being flattened. "Hey, Zabini. Have you seen Grabbe? I need to talk to hi-....oh, hello there."
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. There he was, Theodore Nott, the culprit.
He was literally standing right in front of me, his hand still on the door knob, halfway through the door. He didn't move, so I hurriedly stepped back away from him so that I was standing beside Roman. I couldn't believe how unfortunate I was.
"Well if it isn't my favorite set of twins and Zabini, how's it going old friend." The last part of his sentence was directed towards Blaise. He didn't smile back that was for sure. He just stood there with his arms crossed, a frown on his face.
Roman was about to step forward, his fist raised when Blaise's question caught both me and him off guard.
"Is it true you hit Atrio's sister?" I wasn't sure what his intentions were. And talking about this was uncomfortable to say the least.
"What are you talking about." He seemed indifferent, as if someone just mentioned the weather.
"She said you hit her, is that true?"
"She did, did she?"I felt Theodres eyes bore into me. I remembered his threats and it made my tummy drop. I was regretting coming down here at all.
"Well, we were just playing around, weren't we, little Hufflepuff." His gaze was like that of a predator locking onto its prey. My whole face was red, and I was trying to cover my body from his watching gaze. I didn't say anything, but Roman's arm coming around me shoulder and pushing me back away from his gaze helped. He looked over at Blaise, as if to see if he agreed with him. I guessed he wanted to beat him up, but Theodore was a big guy and he wouldn't be able to manage alone. He was looking at Blaise to see if he would help. I realized this a second too late because Zabini's nod was all it took to get them started.
They started punching him and he was fighting back that's for sure. I really didn't want to stay around to watch so I ran out the door, through the common room, to my own dorm and straight into my bed.