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48. dumbledore's army

TRAINING WHEELS—
DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY

048

A few weeks passed and October rolled around rather quickly. Amora found it had to believe that a whole month had gone by since her fifth year had started, and a little less time since her housemates began to shut her out. She kept her mouth closed, hid in her dorm room when everybody hung out in the common room, and snuck off most days to go and eat dinner or breakfast with her Slytherin friends somewhere else.

The only people that seemed okay with talking to her still were Hannah and Ernie, but Amora wasn't sure if Ernie was simply being kind to her because they had prefect duties together, or if he truly meant it when he apologised for how everybody else was reacting. Hannah was more neutral-- she didn't necessarily defend Amora, didn't try reaching out, but she didn't stare either-- not like the others.

If they knew why she had punched Leon in the first place, she doubted they'd be staring half as much. Everybody loved Cedric and she knew exactly how to get everybody to like her again, but she couldn't find it in her to do it. To rip everything away from Leon when he was actually thriving without her.

Amora had never felt so hated in her life. She didn't even feel this hated when Draco made rude remarks before they began dating, or when Crabbe and Goyle hexed her in the hallways after the Yule Ball. So many people seemed to not like her anymore that she was actually beginning to feel like she really was losing her mind. Word was reaching the other houses slowly but surely.

She wasn't quite sure how exactly things had done such a 360. Before this school year had started, Amora could honestly say that she didn't think anybody held a grudge against her (minus Crabbe and Goyle of course, but they were too scared of Draco to do anything about it now). In fact, she'd been so friendly with everybody that she'd struggled to think of who could have possibly hexed her to fall under the ice that March. However, now, Amora could think of numerous people, and the thought was quite heartbreaking to the Hufflepuff.

"Draco Malfoy!" Amora screeched, marching over towards her boyfriend and his group of friends as they hung around the empty quad. "Did you hex Leon?"

Draco smirked, peering down at the shorter girl. "Yes," he said bluntly.

Theo pushed him aside a little to face Amora, also grinning. "Pulling his trousers down was my idea. Did you like it?"

Amora folded her arms across her chest and glared at the two of them. "It's not okay to dangle people by their ankles and publicly expose them like that!"

"Oh, come off it, Amora," Pansy giggled, "It was hilarious. The git deserved it after the past few weeks you've been having."

Everybody else was nodding in agreement, causing Amora to sigh. "People are going to say I set this up. They're under the impression that I'm... mentally unhinged or something."

Draco's jaw clenched. "I hate the bastard. He deserves everything he gets. And you need to tell everyone why you punched him in the first place."

"No," Amora whined, "I don't..."

"Yeah, yeah, you don't want to be a bad person," Draco huffed, rolling his eyes. "Getting someone into trouble doesn't make you a bad person."

"Especially when they actually did it," Blaise agreed, "C'mon, Amora. Pansy and I have come up with a few different scenarios to expose him. Number one, send him a Howler. That would be funny--"

"-- That one's my idea--" Pansy butted in.

"Number two, we wait until Hufflepuff have a match, which isn't for a while, but--"