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Everything was a mess. Odette had never expected her first semester to turn out like this. It had started off so well, she had managed to make a lot of friends, but it had all been ruined by Harley. Why did she have to find Odette with the flyers? Why did a professor have to show up? All she had wanted to do was show Harley her place, make her leave Odette alone for the rest of their time at school. But now she had lost thirty points for her house, had been humiliated in front of Harley, had gotten a bad reputation with some of the professors, and she now had to apologize in front of the entire school. The ENTIRE SCHOOL. In what way was that a fair punishment?
She couldn't even stew in her own dorm. Harley had a friend in Slytherin too and Odette doubted that girl would leave her in peace. The student lounge wasn't safe either. She just wanted a moment to herself, a bit of time to reflect and regroup, think of what to do. She would have to apologize, but she wasn't sure yet how she would do it. Would she act tearful and remorseful? Cold and uncaring? Wrongfully blamed? Which would be the least damaging to her? The least humiliating?
She sat down at one of the old desks in the abandoned classroom, sighing. This was so much harder than she ever wanted it to be. Next time, she would make sure her plan was better and there was less chance to get caught.
She couldn't even stew in her own dorm. Harley had a friend in Slytherin too and Odette doubted that girl would leave her in peace. The student lounge wasn't safe either. She just wanted a moment to herself, a bit of time to reflect and regroup, think of what to do. She would have to apologize, but she wasn't sure yet how she would do it. Would she act tearful and remorseful? Cold and uncaring? Wrongfully blamed? Which would be the least damaging to her? The least humiliating?
She sat down at one of the old desks in the abandoned classroom, sighing. This was so much harder than she ever wanted it to be. Next time, she would make sure her plan was better and there was less chance to get caught.