Holding her breath while she watched Hermione coming back to herself, Lily did her best to keep her expression neutral uncertain of both her own feelings and what Hermione's might be. She knew she wanted to be a good friend, and it was easy to let that thought guide her.
When Hermione finally spoke, Lily smiled gently at her before casting a grateful look at Madame Pomfrey, who had seen situations like these enough to know that after telling Hermione to get some rest, it was best to just retreat.
"We can still go to Hogsmeade if you like when you're feeling better." She didn't bother to clarify that she assumed it would be a friendly outing another more, now wasn't the time for that. Lily just wanted Hermione to feel better and not mortified over what had happened.
She is glad that Pomfrey leaves, but she is also not glad she leaves, because it leaves her with all this anger that she has nothing to do with. She doesn't want to direct it towards Lily, but it needs to go somewhere.
"How could someone do this?" she whispers, livid, her hands clenched into fists. "Who did this?"
"It was a terrible, wanky prank," she agreed with a solemn frown. It was horrible, seeing her friend in such a state.
"It must have been in the food or your goblet. You were eating and drinking and then you just changed." Lily nodded once, a look of determination on her face.
"We'll get to the bottom of it and we'll hex their balls, or their tits off - whichever the case is."
"I want them expelled," she mutters, quite murderously. "And I have a feeling I know who -- someone called my name, just as I looked up towards you. So clearly, somewhere in this school there is a boy who is rubbish at brewing, and who thinks he can just get away with this."
But that little look on Hermione's face spells trouble for that man, much trouble. Expelled will be the last thing on the list. He better count his blessings, until she finds out who it was.
"I'm..." She sniffles one more time, then straightens her shoulders with determination, looking at Lily with clear eyes. "Have I embarrassed you? Are we awkward now?"
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When Hermione finally spoke, Lily smiled gently at her before casting a grateful look at Madame Pomfrey, who had seen situations like these enough to know that after telling Hermione to get some rest, it was best to just retreat.
"We can still go to Hogsmeade if you like when you're feeling better." She didn't bother to clarify that she assumed it would be a friendly outing another more, now wasn't the time for that. Lily just wanted Hermione to feel better and not mortified over what had happened.
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"How could someone do this?" she whispers, livid, her hands clenched into fists. "Who did this?"
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"It must have been in the food or your goblet. You were eating and drinking and then you just changed." Lily nodded once, a look of determination on her face.
"We'll get to the bottom of it and we'll hex their balls, or their tits off - whichever the case is."
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But that little look on Hermione's face spells trouble for that man, much trouble. Expelled will be the last thing on the list. He better count his blessings, until she finds out who it was.
"I'm..." She sniffles one more time, then straightens her shoulders with determination, looking at Lily with clear eyes. "Have I embarrassed you? Are we awkward now?"