I found him bending over the sink, he was even paler than usual and shaking like crazy. And even though he denied it, I could see that he had been crying until I came into the room. Anyway, the conversation went on as it always does between us. Insults, nasty looks, this and that. And then it escalated to the point where we looked at each other with drawn wands. You were so damn right. I should have given the Half-Blood-Prince-book right back. I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I cast the spell. I didn't know what it would do. I just knew it was against enemies, and well... then he was lying on the floor covered in blood. Fortunately, I am not suspended, although I more than deserve it. I only have detention with Snape until the end of the school year (and if Snape has his way, then until the rest of my school days).