Summary
And in a blur of red, blue, and silver, she's gone from that damned Great Hall, where everyone watches her eat and whispers about how she must be anorexic, or maybe bulimic to be so skinny and still eat that much, and how she's so lucky to have a handsome bloke like Scorpius hopelessly in love with her, and that for a Ravenclaw, she's pretty damn stupid. rated T for minor language