Bentley thought that Blaise started off very well. He was contented to let his cousin do the apologizing since he was the one that started all this anyways. He nodded in agreement for the first few seconds, until he realized that things were going horribly wrong. The fourth year went numb...then deaf. This wasn't happening....

He was vauguely aware of being hugged. His response was not to respond because this...was...not...helping Blaise Bellaire.

Oh the professor wanted to see him after class? Just him right? Not Bentley..Bentley was a good boy...Bentley was trying to be a good boy. He could see his trust fund disappearing...now he'd have to work for a living..he could see his camera disappearing..he could see all his privileges vanishing before his eyes....his entire life was over.

......

No no Rooney, shut your mouth. You're not making this any better. Bentley slunk back into his seat and covered his eyes. Way to make it worst. He rolled his eyes as the RavenClaw prefect started talking.

And then Blaise dropped zinger after zinger and the Gryffindor knew it was over. He threw a look at Justin, Reuben and Phillip. It was going to be just them for a few days because Blaise was sure to have detention after this.

"Good going Blaise." He muttered to his cousin.