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Chapter 6: Revenge and Raiders
Believe it or not, I’d never been in the hospital wing before. It was actually nice if you could get past the smell of assorted potions and a curious odor of what I assumed had to be some type of body fluid. The place itself was open and bright with floor to ceiling windows and large oak doors.
If you’d told me that I’d end up in the Hospital Wing at the beginning of the year, I’d have laughed in your face. Because what could I have possibly done that was so dangerous to get myself physically harmed?
Well, apparently getting asked out could put you in the hospital in this school.
I have come to the conclusion that the level of physical injury is directly proportional to the degree of psychotic tendencies of the people involved.
You see, I was attacked.
By Tate’s psycho ex-girlfriend. You know, the one that waits around outside the Ravenclaw Common Room to yell obscenities at him.
In theory, the whole situation was rather hilarious, I’ll admit. But when put into practice, Merlin did it hurt.
Unfortunately, Albus Potter wasn’t looking at the practical part of it.
“And then she was like ‘aaaaa!’ and she jumped at you!” he gasped for the hundredth time.
“Yes, Al, we know,” Pippa said tiredly.
“And then... and then she kicked Dorsett in the-“
“Albus!” Rose finally snapped. “We know what happened. Please, for the sake of all that is good and holy, shut up!”
Well, I guess she had a point. Albus couldn’t seem to get over how hilarious my mobbing had been. He’d told the story about a million times. That and the fact that we’d all been sitting here for about half a day listening to said story was a little unnerving.
“But it’s funny!” Al whined.
“Yeah. Some chick mobbed Katie,” Scorpius snorted.
“And kicked Dorsett- Rosie, are you ok?” Alec added.
Rose’s left eye was twitching by this point.
I don’t think that’s a good thing.
“Uh… Guys, I think you should go now,” I said nervously, watching Rose.
“Oh, come on Katie! We’re just joking. If you’d been seriously hurt we wouldn’t be laughing about it!” Alec said.
“I think she means you should go for your own safety,” Pippa said calmly.
All three of them blinked at her stupidly.
“Rose is going to rip your heads off if you don’t shut your pie-holes. Or you should hope it's your heads,” Pippa said, nodding knowledgeably.
All three of them immediately turned white.
“Well, I-I just remembered I have that Charms essay due-“
“Yeah, I have one too-“
“I-I have a um… well, I uh… I’m just gonna go.”
And they were out of the Hospital Wing before we could blink.
“OK,” Rose said the moment the door shut behind the three boys. I looked at her, slightly taken aback by the sudden change in the tone of her voice.
Rose and Pippa were both leaning forward eagerly with evil glints in their eyes.
“Uh… What’s going on?” I asked nervously.
“We have to figure out what to do about his Amber Montgomery situation,” Pippa said, all business-like.
“Who?” I asked.
“Of course, you don’t know. Tate’s ex,” Rose said.
Aka crazy psycho bitch who assaulted me.
“OK… and what about her?”
I didn’t like where this was going.
“Well, we have to get back at her,” Pippa said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Is that really the best idea?” I asked nervously.
“Well, yeah… she can’t just go around knocking people out!” Pippa said.
“Look, it’s really sweet that you guys want to do something about this, but it’s really not necessary,” I said, fidgeting with the corner of the bed sheet I was sitting on.
“Of course it is! You have to show her that Tate isn’t her property!” Pippa said hotly.
Rose hadn’t said anything. She was just staring between Pippa and me. Why do I have the vague feeling that this isn’t going to end well?
“Well, he isn’t my property either so…”
“He asked you out, Katie. Not her!”
“They probably have a lot of history and I don’t want to get in the middle of that.”
“So that’s it? You’re gonna quit?”
“I’m not even sure if I like him, Pippa.”
“Well, Katie, you’d better decide soon because nice guys like Tate don’t hang around for very long,” Pippa snapped.
See? Told you this wasn’t going to end well!
“Pippa, forget it,” Rose said softly.
“Yeah, I will! You know why? Because as usual Katie’s too afraid to stand up for herself!” Pippa snapped at Rose.
“Making that girl’s life hell isn’t standing up for myself. It’s called being bitchy!” I snapped back.
I was honestly surprised at myself. In a way I guess Pippa was right. I never stood up for myself. Because that would involve confrontation and screaming. Like right now. And, if you hadn’t guessed, I wasn’t very good at that.
“You want to know what’s bitchy, Katie? Not talking to your roommates for five straight years. That’s bitchy!”
“Pippa!” Rose said.
But the damage was done. She’d said it. I looked away from her, not saying a word. What could I say? I was afraid of you? I didn’t know how?
So, as always, I just sat there, saying nothing.
“Katie…” Pippa began. Her voice was no longer raised. It was softer apologetic.
“I think you should leave,” I said, still not looking at her.
“Katie, I didn’t mean that,” Pippa insisted. “I’m sorry! Really-“
“Pippa,” Rose cut her off.
Rose must have given her a look because I heard the scraping of Pippa’s chair and then the curtains around my bed were pushed aside as she left.
Rose and I sat in silence for a moment.
“She didn’t mean that, you know,” Rose said.
“But she’s right,” I said, finally looking up. “She’s right, Rose.”
Without a word, Rose moved forward and gave me a warm hug. I don’t know how she knew, but it was exactly what I needed.
“She’s just protective of you, that’s all,” Rose said quietly, pulling away. She took my hand in hers and squeezed it. “She doesn’t let people give her friends shit.”
I wanted to die. For the first time in my life I had friends. Actual, real friends. And look what I’d gone and done.
“Let me talk to her,” Rose said. “It’ll be fine. I promise.”
It was then that I realized the tears in my eyes. Despite this, I managed to smile gratefully at Rose.
She smiled back, squeezed my hand one last time and left quietly.
I sat there for a long time, staring blankly at the bed opposite mine.
I was brought out of my revive by Madame Pomfrey. After a long argument (which I ultimately lost), I was forced to stay in the stupid Hospital Wing overnight.
That, and I had some disgusting potion shoved down my throat.
It did help, though.
The throbbing in my head reduced considerably and I felt my eyelids go heavy as I fell into a dreamless sleep.
“Katie…” someone whispered.
I felt someone’s hand on mine and my eyes shot open. I sat up quickly.
Not the best idea.
I collided against something extremely hard.
“Ouch!” I whined, letting my head fall into my hands.
“Shit! Are you ok?”
“No,” I groaned.
“Merlin, I’m so sorry!”
“Yeah, you should be!”
“I already said I am!”
I think that’s when I realized that I was arguing with a stranger in the dark.
“Who are you?” I asked stupidly.
“Merlin,” the voice said proudly.
I rolled my eyes in the dark and reached over to my bedside, switching on the lamp. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the brightness. When they did, I saw the smirking face of Albus Potter.
“Why is it that you’re always smirking?”
“Why is it that you always hurt yourself around me?”
“I’m jinxed? You’re the one hitting your head all the time!”
“Yeah, because you bring bad luck!’
“You have it the other way around-“
“Will you two shut up?” someone whispered-shouted from the darkness. I squinted over Al’s shoulder but I couldn’t see anything in the dim light of the lamp.
Suddenly, Alec appeared. And I mean, really appeared. Like out of thin air.
I screamed at the top of my lungs. Luckily, Al was expecting this and clapped his hand over my mouth. I stared wide-eyed at Alec and the thing he was holding in his hand. It looked like molten metal; silver and viscous almost.
I knew what it was, of course.
It was an invisibility cloak, the invisibility cloak.
Al slowly removed his hand from my mouth and my jaw immediately dropped open. I was in the presence of a Deathly Hallow. No, the last remaining Deathly Hallow. You know, because Mr. Potter chucked the resurrection stone somewhere in the forest and the Elder wand’s gone and all.
“Can I… touch it?” I whispered, staring at it with eyes the size of dinner plates.
“It?” Alec asked, raising an eyebrow.
I stopped ogling the invisibility cloak for a moment to stare blankly at it.
“Martha here has a gender, thanks,” Alec said, turning his nose up.
“Martha?” I whispered to Al.
“She’s his girlfriend,” Al nodded wisely. I turned back to Alec, who was stroking the cloak fondly.
“I’m not even going to ask,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Good,” Al exclaimed, jumping off my bed. “Because we’re on a tight schedule.”
“You heard him, Katie-cat! We’re busting you out,” Al said happily. Alec nodded enthusiastically over his shoulder.
I opened my mouth, all ready to protest, but then I looked from Albus to Alec to the invisibility cloak and a grin broke out over my face.
What the hell?
I jumped off the bed eagerly.
“Where to?” I asked.
“The Room of Requirement, of course!” Alec said.
“The Room of… Why?” I asked, suddenly aware that both Albus and Alec didn’t look like they just got out of bed. In fact, Al’s hair actually looked like he had attempted to comb it. Well, come to think of it, Pippa had probably decided to undertake the feat.
“Because there’s a party there tonight and we were instructed to get you to there in one piece,” Alec said like I was stupid or something.
Yeah… the party. I might have forgotten about that…
“Yes, well come on!”
I didn’t even bother arguing with them.
I do have some advice though. If you even find yourself faced with having to sneak around a castle with two very immature, tall, loud individuals under a tiny piece of magicked fabric clearly not meant for the aforementioned purpose, decline the offer graciously. Why? Because by the end of that fun experience, you’ll have bruised toes and you’ll be looking over your shoulder for the next three months to see if Mrs. Norris is still following you. Also, you’ll find that you have a rather extensive vocabulary akin to that of a sailor.
I don’t know how we got there without killing each other, but we did.
The minute we were inside, Al pulled the cloak off of us and we stood at the entrance, staring at what could only be described as utter chaos.
First off, it was dark. The only way to see anything was to wait for the flashing lights that illuminated the dance floor for a couple of seconds. I was squinting around the room, trying to get my eyes adjusted to the dim lights when, suddenly, I was being pushed forward by a mass of bodies. I guess that’s what I get for standing right at the entrance.
I turned to my right and realized that Alec was gone. Panic washed over me as I whipped around. I blinked a couple of times. All that I could see with the brief flashing was people all over the room halfway there to doing it.
Brilliant. Just brilliant.
“Albus?” I said. I couldn’t even hear my own voice. I pushed the drunk people away from me, trying to find some way out. It was then that I realized that everyone was moving to the beats that vibrated through the room. I was stranded in the middle of the dance floor.
I pushed my way through the bodies, trying to find someone, anyone. Thank Merlin I was in sneakers because this was hard work.
Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand and spun me around. Before I could register what had happened, I was being spun in a different direction. Eventually, I just gave up clawing at everything I could get my hands on and figured, or rather hoped that this was like an ocean and if I just drifted with the waves, I would eventually be washed ashore.
I just didn’t know that ‘ashore’ would be a table full of drinks.
“Heeey,” some very drunk weird looking guy giggled as I stumbled out of the ocean of bodies.
“Hey,” I said flatly. Honestly, I was slightly pissed that it had taken me so long to get out of there. When I get my hands on Albus and Alec…
“That’s brilliant,” I said, collapsing on a nearby sofa and pulling my shoes off. My feet were throbbing. Joel took a seat next to me.
“I’m drunk,” Joel giggled.
“Yes, Joel. Yes you are.”
“You’re the Minister’s daughter,” he stated.
Joel and I sat there for long moment in silence. I was wondering how the hell I was going to get out of this place and Joel was probably thinking about… whatever it is that drunk people think about.
“You want some?” he asked, breaking the silence and pushing his glass of alcohol at me.
“No thanks,” I said, staring forlornly at the dancing people that were between me and the exit.
“Above the influence, are you?” he asked.
“I dare you.”
“Oh, come on.”
“Pleeeease! Pretty, pretty, pretty please!!”
“I swear to Merlin, if you don’t-“
And just like that Tate was standing in front of me and Joel, glaring at him. I was honestly surprised at how relieved I was to see him.
“Tate!” I said, jumping up immediately. I almost hugged him. Almost.
“Was he bothering you?” Tate asked, still glaring at Joel who was smiling back at Tate in happy oblivion.
“Joel? No. He’s just drunk,” I said waving it away.
“Yeah. I figured,” Tate said, looking at Joel with mild repulsion.
“Can we get out of here?” I asked. Tate looked at me and smiled.
He took my hand and I felt my stomach do a somersault. I followed him with a stupid grin on my face.
“I found her!” Tate called to someone I couldn’t see. There were some disgruntled shouts as Rose and Scorpius pushed their way over to us. They were closely followed by Albus, Alec and Pippa.
“Is she drunk?” Alec asked. They all turned to stare at me. I figured now would be a good time to wipe the stupid grin off my face.
“No. I’m fine,” I assured them.
Suddenly, Pippa turned around and smacked both Alec and Albus upside the head.
“HEY!” they protested in unison.
“I told you to get her here in one piece! Was that so hard?” she demanded.
“But she’s fine!” Alec said indignantly.
“Yeah! You try keeping track of someone so tiny after you’ve just spent fifteen minutes of your life listening to Alec complain about arse pains!” Albus exclaimed, rubbing his head.
“What?” Albus shot back.
“You know that’s what happens when I’m inside Martha too much!”
“Do you think before you speak, mate?” Scorpius asked, amused.
“Not usually… why?” Alec asked.
“That explains so much,” Rose said in wonder.
There were murmurs of agreement. Or maybe I imagined them. After that we all just stood there awkwardly. Everyone was looking from Pippa to me and back.
Scorpius cleared his throat.
Albus was staring at his shoelaces.
Alec looked as clueless as always.
“Oh, sod this!” Pippa exclaimed. The next moment, she had jumped at me. I would’ve gone crashing to the ground if Tate hadn’t held me up.
“I’m so sorry, Katie!’ Pippa said, pulling back and looking at me with big eyes.
“I swear, I didn’t mean any of it!”
“I understand if you don’t want to forgive me-“
“I forgive you,” I smiled. She grinned and hugged me tightly. “But you so like him,” she whispered in my ear, winking as she let go of me. I just rolled my eyes at her.
“Well,” Al said loudly. “This is all very heart-warming and all but I’m gonna go-“
But we never learnt what Albus was going to go do.
The music suddenly stopped and the lights began to flicker. Everyone stopped and looked around in confusion.
“Shit!’ Rose said, staring across the dance floor towards the entrance.
Standing there was Professor McGonagall, looking more pissed off than I’d ever seen her.
Behind her was Argus Filch, complete with the smug expression and evil glint in his eye due to the slight chance that McGonagall might let him hang us by our toes in the Dungeons.
By the look on her face, that wasn’t completely written off on her list of prospective punishments.
For a heartbeat, no one moved.
Then someone yelled “RUN!”
And that’s when all hell broke loose.
A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this chapter! Fav quote? Character? Moment? Leave me a review and let me know! :D