Scoot over and make some room for me then. We can do our homework together!
By the way, thanks a lot for not telling me you were in the hospital wing. I would’ve kept you company. *pouts*
Doe, darling! I’ve missed you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I wasn’t up for talking much. And I didn’t want to worry anyone, anyways.
I heard in Rita’s column you were in the Infirmary … and I was going to bring you these, but your out … well, either way. Here you go! I hope you feel better!
Wow, thank you! These look wonderful. I really appreciate it, Hestia.
Errr … Mary? You there?
If anyone wants to come visit me, it’d be much appreciated. I’m stuck in bed for the next few days and bloody bored.
What about Marlene?
Merlin there is nothing to do in here.
Well, since we’re both stuck in here, maybe we could play chess or something. Make the time pass a little quicker, yeah?
What’s up, Lily?
Marlene felt the blood on her veins suddenly turned ice. There they were walking together with Mary’s bag hanging casually at Sirius’ shoulder. She knew it fully well since she was with Mary when she bought that bag in one of their Hogsmeade trips. Here are the two people she once thought she can trust, flaunting their togetherness for the whole world to see. No wonder why the looks and the rumors didn’t die down. People knew and saw that there’s clearly something going on between the two Gryffindors.
She felt Gilderoy put an arm around her and somehow the chaos that has been happening inside her was a little appeased knowing there’s someone readily there to support her all the way. In all honesty, she wanted to march right down to them and give Mary a slap she truly deserves. How dare she to cry in front of her saying that she was sorry for what she did and here she is now gallantly walking around with Sirius by her side as if showing off the prize she had won. Marlene turned to face Gilderoy. “Kiss me…” She saw the hesitation in Gilderoy’s face but she swear to Merlin’s grave if he won’t make a move, she will. Two can play the same game, and Marlene surely wanted to win. This is her giving Mary a taste of her own putrid medicine.
“What?” He asked half a second after Marlene told him to kiss her. Gilderoy hesitated for a few moments, thinking this was a rare opportunity. Sure he had a big crush on Marlene, and maybe he still has feelings for her right now. He’s just a little bit too distracted by the fact that they’re ‘golden twins’ and it’s a friendship he couldn’t take advantage on. The wheels in his head turned. He started to think it over. When Marlene is up to something, she’s sure to make it happen. If he backed out on this request, he knew she’d then do it herself. But Mary’s watching.
Gilderoy shook this thought off his head and said, “Very well.” And with that, he leaned forward to Marlene. He expected it to be an awkward feeling but when their lips met, Gilderoy couldn’t help but think he did the right thing not turning the request down. Subconsciously, he put one hand on her head and another on the lower part of her back, pulling her close to him. In that moment, Gilderoy got eaten up by a feeling he thought he’d forgotten. Kissing Marlene, it felt like he had finally shown her the side of him that used to want her as more than just friends. He slowly pulled away from the kiss and he stared down at her green eyes for another few moments, temporarily forgetting that two Gryffindors actually witnessed that.
Sirius turned his stare back to the two Ravenclaws, expecting to see them walking off so they could avoid the awkward moment of coming across each other. But they weren’t walking off. Gilderoy was pulling Marlene against him, and kissing her on the lips. Sirius can feel his rage filling him up, and before he could stop himself, he started to walk towards their direction.
“Hey!” He yelled at them across the corridor. “Can’t you snog her someplace else, Lockhart? Must you do this in-front of us?” His voice was raised, and it echoed against this deserted hallway they were in. He was feeling negative emotion at the same time that very moment. Jealousy, pain, anger, and not to mention the thought of the possibility that they’re just doing this because he and Mary were there. If that was some sort of an act, it wasn’t very entertaining.
It was as if it all happened in slow motion. Mary watched in horror as Gilderoy leaned in and pressed his lips to Marlene’s, his hands pulling her closer. She was numb, broken. After all his sweet little comments to her, no matter how many time both he and Marlene had insisted that they were only friends, Gilderoy had fancied the blonde after all. Never Mary. She’d been aware that she’d fancied him, of course. But it wasn’t until she saw him snogging her best friend that Mary realized just how much she cared.
Then, sudeenly she felt furious. How dare Marlene do this to her! Mary had only kissed Sirius because she’d been dared to. Marlene knew how Mary felt about Gilderoy and was now using him to get back at her. How dare she! Was she really that petty? Did Marlene even return her Golden Twin’ feelings? As Sirius strode forward, Mary seized his arm. “They’re not worth it, Sirius,” Mary snapped. And though she had addressed her fellow Gryffindor, her words were really meant for herself, in regard to the Ravenclaw boy who had just broken her heart. She tugged Sirius past the new couple, refusing to spare either of them a glance. It wasn’t until they were a floor away from them that Mary broke down, sliding down a wall ont the floor. “He doesn’t fancy me back,” she told Sirius in a small voice. “He doesn’t fancy me back, he fancies her.”
Marlene was sitting in one of the massive windows by the corridor of the west wing of the castle. She was patiently waiting for Gilderoy to come by so they can go to the library together. After checking her homework for the day she knew it will be an uneventful afternoon for her and the Ravenclaw seeker in the dark corners of the library once again. Some students passed looking at her with interest. She just ignored them being used to the unwanted attention for weeks now. Thankfully, she finally saw Gilderoy walking towards the end of the corridor adjacent to where she is casually sitting. She smiled at him immediately as their distance closed in because of his powerful strides. Marlene felt thankful that he’s finally there to take her away from this place, she felt too vulnerable exposed to the world like this after all those rumors.
And the weeks that ensued wherein Gilderoy had been her fortress of caring and support, Marlene couldn’t be more thankful. At first he saw how delighted he is to see her as well, but then, she saw how his expression changed as he looked passed her and to the farther direction of the long walkway. She looked at the direction and a pang of ache in her heart ensued at the same time she felt Gilderoy stand by next to her.
Gilderoy was fixing the corners of his sleeves, his bag slowly slipping off his shoulder, as he hurried on his way down the corridors. He was going to meet Marlene and they have planned on going to the library together. It wasn’t an unusual sight, him hurrying to the place where Marlene is waiting. What’s unusual were the looks he’d been getting from most students nowadays. He and Marlene had been this close ever since his fourth year. And last time he checked, rumours about them had died down when Marlene sent howlers to his admirers who have been sending her hate mails. Why revive the rumours now?
He saw Marlene at the far end of the corridor and tousled his golden hair as he approached her. “Marls!” He greeted with a smile on his face. But his smile faded away when he looked passed her and saw two figure walking side by side. Marlene must have noticed the change of his expression ‘cause she looked at the direction he was looking at almost immediately. Gilderoy shook his head, not knowing what to feel seeing Sirius and Mary together. He gently put his arm around Marlene’s shoulder and said, “Let’s just..go the other way.”
It pained him to see Mary this upset. Losing a best friend was one of the most painful moments a person could ever have in his/her life. So Sirius tried with the best that he could, to at least make Mary feel better. They skipped down the moving staircases and walked down the corridors, eager to reach the Great Hall as soon as possible because his tummy had been starting to complain. Sirius offered to carry Mary’s bag for her, and after a few arguments, she finally let him.
They turned a corner, Just a few corners away and you’ll be fed again dear tummy. What Sirius saw at the other end of the corridor made him stop. Of course, they’d be together. When were they not? That very moment, Sirius wanted to turn on his heel not just because he couldn’t bear to see that vain Ravenclaw spend time with the girl he loves. But also because he was worried of how this sight might affect Mary. He turned to the brunette beside her, held his breath a few moments and tried to say something. But nothing came out of his mouth. He faced Mary and waited for her reaction.
Mary slammed into Sirius as he came to a sudden halt, and when she regained her balance, she swatted him on the back of the head. “Oi, keep walking, prat.” Noticing his preoccupation with something in the corridor, she followed her gaze and spotted an all too familiar head of blonde hair. Marlene. And next to her- Gilderoy. She frowned, heart sinking. She’d, of course, heard the rumours going around about Roy and Marlene. She hadn’t set much store in them, knowing how close the Golden Twins were, but she did have a flash of worry every now and then.
When Roy put his arm around Marlene, Mary’s heart clenched painfully. Her ears roared. She stared at them with a blank expression and said nothing. She wondered if the rumours were true.
First, the pesky owls asking about his relationship with Mary and Marlene. Now, the rumours that had been going around between Marlene and Gilderoy. Sirius laid down on his bed, his feet hanging at the sides, while he pondered about this. Everything wasn’t fine ever since Valentine’s Day. There had been many opportunities for him to sort things out with Marlene, but her stubbornness and his own impatience have been getting on the way. He got up from his bed, shook his head. Merlin, Sirius. Get over it already. Then he went out of their dorm room.
Sirius hopped down the stairs to the Gryffindor common room and called out to the brunette when he saw her sitting by the fireplace. He had been having a pretty rough day at school that the only thing keeping his temper together was the silent atmosphere of the common room. It’s a good thing Mary’s there too, he thought. She always knows how to make things better for him. He walked over to where she was sitting and stood behind her before putting his hands on her shoulder and bending down sideways. “You hungry? ‘cause I am. Let’s eat!”
Mary stared into the fire, knees tucked to her chest, arms wrapped around them. The flames were reflected in her dark eyes, and she sat unmoving, consumed in her thoughts. She had long since given up on homework. Her books lay open on the table next to her, her ink well full, but her concentration was shot. Mary had been able to act like her cheerful, bubbly self for the most part, but when she was alone, sadness consumed her. She desperately missed her best friend.
She jumped badly when Sirius touched her shoulder, spinning around to face him. She smiled tiredly at him. “Hullo, dear.” She Shrugging, she shut her books and stuffed them in her bag. “Yeah, sure. I’m not getting any work done anyway.” She slung her bag over her shoulder and followed him out into the corridor, heading for the Great Hall.
It all happened so quickly. He hadn’t expected a physical altercation and while he was surprised and momentarily caught offf guard, Dimitrius recovered quickly, his training kicking in and he half subconsciously flicked his wand sending a nonverbal curse at her. He had never actually performed this spell on another human being before nd the first thing that crossed his mind in the aftermath was the blood. He stood staring in horror shocked at the sheer volume of it. He couldn’t tell where it was all coming from and as she crumpled to the floor before his eyes it seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere. There was half a moment where he considered leaving her there and running from the scene, but what good would that do? He would just have a guilty conscious and the truth would come out eventually.
He kneeled down looking her over quickly before picking her up in his arms. She had already lost copious ammounts of vlood. The color had drained from her face and her soft crying had stopped as she went unconscious. He panicked as he rushed toward the hospital wing and burst inside calling out for Madame Pomfrey. He put her down gently in the nearest bed and stayed only long enough to see Madame Pomfrey poke her head out of her office at the far end of the Hospital Wing before he turned and fled already hating himself for being such a coward.
Mary hardly had time to register the flick of his wand. Her eyes widened as her skin tore open, and a scream rang through the corridor. Later, she would realize it was her own. Oh, God, oh, God, it hurt. Her body felt as though it was on fire; each gash- and there were so many- stung. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared at him, horrified, horrified that he, a classmate, Tuli’s boyfriend, was capable of something like this. Her hands flew to her abdomen, frantically trying to staunch the flow of blood. She collapsed, dizzy from blood loss, and Mary sobbed as she frantically tore at her robes, desperate to make any sort of bandage.
Panicked, Mary found herself growing too weak to move. Her arms trembled, struggling to keep herself somewhat upright, to keep from fainting in the ever-growing pool of blood. She lay her head on the cool flagstones, her vision swimming, and cooly wondered if this was it. She was surprisingly calm, her moans subsiding, her limbs limp, too heavy to lift. Mary did not know how much blood a person could lose before dying, but she was aware that she had already lost a dangerous amount, and she had no faith that anyone would find her in this corridor, deserted except for her and him. Her eyes flickered back to where he was standing over her, and if she’d been capable of doing so, she’d have asked herself why he hadn’t yet fled.
Mary took one last, shuddering breath, and everything went black.
…How about no, Mary?
Merlin your face was priceless. Do you have any ideas?
Yes, yes we must. Have any ideas how?
We should totally study into the library together for several hours.