Cedric finally put me down in the Common Room, after Harry checked to see if anyone was in there. But everyone was at lunch. For another hour. Great. "What were you thinking", Cedric said," Not only did you talk to Malfoy, but the subject! Death Eaters! Voldemort! Don't you realize, if we don't tell you, it's not good?"

Now it was James' turn to lecture me. "Look, I have known you for a while, so I know you don't take many hints. If your friends say something, but won't tell you, it might be because your not supposed to know.", he finished. I'm starting to get annoyed. I hate knowing that they know. Everyone knows. But me. Great, now I think Harry is going to fuss at me, but he just stood there. Staring at me. Like he couldn't believe what I did. Honestly, this made me feel the worst. We stared at each other for a while, before he cast the counter curse and walked off. I just sat there. What have I done? ~End of chapter eight~