Have a seat as told, say nothing, bad end pathway, M
From Create Your Own Story
You perch on the edge of a high-backed chair, wringing your hands in your lap. "Headmaster, what seems to be the problem?"
The words come out sharper than you intend, but it's too late to take them back. The man in front of you turns, peering at you over the rim of his half-moon spectacles. "I think you know why I've called you here today."
A knot forms in the pit of your stomach. The moment of truth has arrived at last.
You swallow hard, willing your voice not to shake. "I'm afraid I don't, sir."
The middle aged man sighs and folds his hands together, strolling too calmly over to the desk and taking how own seat to meet you at eye level. "Several of your assignments this term have been flagged for plagiarism by Professor Johnson, and from your Dreamwalking teacher. In addition, two students reported witnessing you cheat during your Transfiguration practical last week and have been very concerned over the safety of your methods."
The knot in your stomach twists painfully and then stretches to accomodate this new information. You stare at the headmaster, stunned into silence. Plagiarism? Cheating? You've done no such thing!
"There must be some mistake," you insist. "I would never--"
"Enough." He holds up a strong hand, cutting you off mid-protest. "I do not wish to debate the matter. As it stands, you are suspended from this University pending a formal inquiry into these allegations. You understand we take these things very seriously, and to be accused of not one, but several sources? We would be wrong to let you continue attending your classes for now"
Panic rises in your chest, tightening like a vise around your ribs. Suspended? They can't do this! "Headmaster, please," you plead. "You have to believe me. I've done nothing wrong!"
But there's no shaking him as his expression remains implacable behind his half-moon spectacles. "The matter is out of my hands," he says flatly. "You will await the verdict of the board of governors at home."
Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as the full weight of his pronouncement sinks in. Hogwarts is your home. They're taking everything away from you, and for what? Crimes you didn't even commit? It would be one thing being punished for what you DID do ... but this? This was lies.
