Silvie shook her head...."I-I dont know." she stuttered, her eyes wide with shock...as if she couldnt process what happened, she trembled once.

Draco glared at Silvie, "She f*ckin punched me in the face." he yelled... clutching his nose gently.  "I better go to the infirmiry..." he growled, staring at Silvie with complete anger.

Silvie swallowed, "I'll come with you." she made out, trying to approach once more.

Draco glared, "No.  You've done enough.  Go sit with the muds or something.  Their traitors...just like you." he hissed, turning abruptly and leaving the hall... blood dripping to the floor.

Silvie's tan face went paler then a ghost's.  She trembled and took off out of the great hall without another word, she didnt stop until she was alone outside in the courtyard.  She curled up under the trunk of the tree and sobbed silently.

"Herbology," Melanie answered, rubbing her temples herself. "Then Care of Magical Creatures, then Potions."

((Yeah Don't ask where all the rest of the cla.sses come in. ;C))

Damon glared at Draco, before following him.

"Draco, what was that about? Why're you talking to Silvie like that?" He asked, genuinely concerned. Stefan looked up, following Silvie. He sat down next to her silently, rubbing her back. 

"I dont care right now, Damon." Draco replied, storming through the coridors and ignoring the looks he got from younger years.

Silvie turned farther away from Stefan, she leaned in closer to the tree... tears dripping onto the old wood.

Melanie sighed, and decided to go looking for Silvie. Sounded like there was trouble.

"Silvie!" Melanie shouted as she spotted her crying, and ran to her to wrap her arms around her in a comforting hug. "What's wrong?"

Damon grabbed Draco's arm, spinning his form. "Damnit, Draco." He sighed, pulling out his wand and fixing his nose. "Now, what the hell happened?"

"It's going to be okay, Silvie." Stefan said softly. 

Silvie wiped away her tears on her sleeve... never has Draco ever spoken to her like that...ever.  "T-Thanks." she stuttered, not turning to meet Melanie or Stefan's looks.  She clenched her eyes shut, returning Melanie's hug.  Images of her and Draco over the years rang in her mind...the most recent moment tearing her apart.

Draco glared... "What do you mean what happened... everything happened.  Silvie sneaking around Hogwarts late at night, missing meals, roomates saying she never came to bed.  Well where the hell is she Damon?" he began, his fury shining through.  "She's lied and everything.  'where were you silvie?' 'umm, I dont know?'  of course she had to know... where'd she get the bruise from?  'i dont know, must of injured it.' no sh!t she injured it, or else there wouldnt be a f*cking bruise!"  his grey eyes showed nothing but fury... he didnt care.  Silvie didnt trust him, so he wouldnt trust her. done.  "Not to mention when I confront her about it, she turns it into a joke, she plays a little joke, I play one back...BAM, breaks my nose." he continued, "She betray my trust.  She gets none in return." he growled, pulling away and continuing to storm down the hallway.

Melanie shut her eyes as well, squeezing Silvie slightly before letting go. "What happened? Was it Draco? Do I need to pull another prank on him?"

Draco stopped dead in his tracks.  "My father didnt get a broken nose." he stated, looking for an excuse...knowing it wasnt a good one.  "Dam it Damon." he growled... now he was on a guilt trip, he stormed through the hallways, he had to find something.

Damon grinned as he walked away. It worked, he guilt tripped him. Damon turned on his heel, racing to find Silvie. He pushed his way through, kneeling before her.

"You okay, love?"