My Darkest Side

Epilogue: A Culprit Revealed

In a beautifully ornate circular office sat a young girl of about fifteen. Her thick red hair was piled on top of her head in a hasty bun. Her green eyes contemplative as she stared at the wand she was twisting in her hands. To anyone looking in on the scene, it was obvious that the girl was waiting for someone and that she was nervous about it.

'Where is he at?' she asked herself quietly. Although there wasn't anyone else in the room, she spoke as if she might be overheard.

Sighing heavily she stood up from the chair and started pacing the room. There was a restless energy about her and when, at last, the door to the room opened she jumped in surprise.

"Hello Olina," said the short stout man who had just walked into the office. His dark eyebrows were furrowed together. He looked crossed.

"Professor Mezlermork," she responded. Olina's gaze followed the headmaster as he crossed the room to his desk. When he sat down she continued, "Sir, what's this all about?"

At that instant, Olina turned towards the door feeling someone else's presence in the room. Standing against the door frame, with her hands deep in the pockets of her black robes, was her twin sister. She was frowning slightly and her otherwise bright green eyes were dark with anger.

"Demy?" Olina asked curiously. Turning back to the headmaster she asked once again, "Please sir, what's going on?"

Mezlermork cleared his throat as if expecting someone else to answer, perhaps her sister. When no one did he began, "Olina, I have reason to believe that your sister, Demelza, was responsible for the prank pulled yesterday."

"Demy, led the stampede of Threstal's?" she asked staring at her sister in disbelief. Demelza wasn't looking at her. Her head was lowered as she inspected the hem of her school robes. In desperation Olina continued, "It isn't true, is it?"

"Demelza's name," he offered, "has been mentioned by several of the first year students that witnessed the event."

"Those prats didn't see anything," Demelza muttered under her breath. She was now looking up at the ceiling in absolute boredom her long red hair falling further down her back.

"Demelza," Mezlermork began with firmness in his voice. "Please refrain from using that language in my office."

"Sorry," she said in a manner that sounded well rehearsed.

Olina looked from her sister to the headmaster in frustration. Demy had gotten herself into trouble again and this time she was caught in the middle of it. Olina had asked the headmaster to inform her of any news on the threstal prank. It was only a quarter of an hour ago that she was called out of her charms class with a written request from Mezlermork. She would have given anything not to have received the news.

"Since," the headmaster continued, "it was your quick thinking that stopped the stampede before it escalated, Olina, I wanted you to be the first to know who the culprit was. And as for Demelza I'll see that she gets a proper punishment. Your parents will be contacted as well."

"But it wasn't me!" she yelled. She had finally moved from under the door and was making her way to the headmaster's desk. She stood above him in an authoritative sort of way. Her hands were planted on either side of his desk, she was glaring at him.

"Now, I-," Mezlermork began but was interrupted when the door opened once again.

It was a school professor, a dark witch in emerald robes, followed by a tall willowy girl with straw blonde hair. The girl smiled as she passed Demelza and the latter's face lit up in sudden realization.

"Professor Mezlermork," she said. "Miss Bliss has just confessed to the prank. I believe you have got the wrong student."

Mezlermork stared at the student in front of him, his eyebrows raised in suspicion. "Is this true?" he asked.

The girl straightened and with an air of confidence said, "Yes sir, it is."

A short distance away Demelza smiled and Olina let out a short sigh of relief.

"Very well then, my apologies Demelza," he said. "It seems I was mistaken. You two are free to go; I will take care of Miss Bliss." He watched as the twins made their way to the door, Demelza turning for one last glance, a look of triumph plastered on her face.

"One last thing," Mezlermork said before they stepped outside, he was looking at Demelza. "A suggestion, Miss Potter, try not to put yourself in any more situations that will land you in my office."

"Yes sir," she responded innocently, smiling as she did. In one quick motion the door was shut.

As they walked through the empty halls of the castle neither twin spoke. In fact, it wasn't until they parted paths that the two sisters said anything at all. With a simple goodbye Olina Potter climbed up the stairs to the Gryffindor tower and Demelza Potter went down towards the Slytherin dungeons.