Backfired promises part 12.

Ymous was sitting in the slytherin common room, reading up on herbs. Normally he wouldn't be terribly interested in herblore but he needed to find out good replacements for some of the ingredients he needed for his sleeping potions.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy, most of the older students were glad Anon had taught those gryffindor students a lesson about crossing slytherin, but there were also a lot of younger students who looked at Ymous terrified.
Ymous paid no mind to it, he thought the situation was too annoying to deal with. and he started getting irritable, whenever someone asked for his advice on dueling.
The final straw was when three younger slytherin girls all declared that they wanted private lessons from Anon in art of dueling. saying that Merula wasn't fit to be the strongest slytherin girl in the school.
Anon put down his books and started rubbing his temples, his headache was getting worse and he was about to reach his breaking point when a first year student approached him.
"uh.. Mr.Ymous..." The first year student stammered.
"Leave. Me. Alone." Anon said past his clenched teeth.
The first year student was terrified and backed up a bit, but Anon swore the boy's expression was as if something even more terrifying would happen if he ran off now.
"I have... This letter... Please don't hurt me." The boy said and pushed an envelope at Anon and ran off in terror.
The three slytherins girls who were pestering Anon immediately started bickering over who had sent him a love letter. But anon shot a venomous look at the three, who shut up for a  second.

"Come to the seventh floor infront of the tapestry of Barnabas the barmy. come alone. We have your friend." Anon crumpled the letter and threw it in the fireplace, this wasn't the first time he'd received a letter like this.
Most of the time it was Merula who sent him these things, on those occasions he found himself just blindly walking into all sorts of traps, without even really knowing a reason.
But he wasn't interested in these letters anymore, if the gryffindors wanted revenge on him, the'd have to think of something other than luring him out during curfew.
Anon also felt uneasy, somewhere he felt that he enjoyed dueling too much, but he didn't want to get into any trouble.
Anon looked up to ask Rowan to lend him some parchment, when he realized Rowan wasn't there. He started looking around the common room searching for his friend, but he couldn't see her anywhere.
He looked at the fireplace where he had thrown the letter and he felt stupid, he swore Rowan had sat infront of him all this time, like she always does, but she wasn't there.
"You there." he said to one of the three slytherin girls who had earlier been pestering him, she immediately got up and the other two shot evil looks at her, as she walked up to Anon smiling brightly.
"Do you want to give me private lessons after all, Ymous, I promise I'll be attenti..." She started.
"Shut up." Anon snapped at her. "Go see if Rowan is in the girl's dorm and tell her to come here."
The girl looked at Anon with a disappointed look, but left the common room while her friends giggled at her.
Anon closed his eyes and tried to calm down, he felt unstable, but was sure that Rowan just went to bed early, she did say she had something to do with moon or something." Anon wished he had paid more attention during transfiguration, maybe Rowan left to hospital wing, and Anon had just dismissed her again.
"She's not there" The slytherin girl returned. "Merula isn't either, do you think Merula is using her to bait you?" She started chattering again. "You really should teach me to duel, I'll deal with Merula for you." The girl kept going on and on, missing the increasing annoyance in Anon's expression.
"SHUT UP!" He shouted and knocked the chair he was sitting on over when he got up.
Everyone in the room went silent and the girl backed up.
Anon looked around the room to see most of the students cowering or watching him curiously.
"Has ANYONE seen Rowan tonight?" Anon demanded.
One slytherin from his year just said "She hasn't come to common room all evening, hadn't you noticed?"
Anon looked at the fireplace and wished he had memorized where the letter told him to go, something about Barnacle?
"Where is the tapestry of barnacle the something or whatever?" He asked the confused slytherins in the room.
"Are you looking for that enchanted room?" Asked one of the seventh year students. "It's in the seventh floor, near the tapestry of Barnabas."
One of the slytherin prefects walked up to Anon. "I hope you're not planning on going out during curfew, Ymous, you're going to put us all into trouble."
Anon looked at the over-confident boy in the eyes without muttering a word.
The prefects first instinct was to pull out his wand, because he'd seen Anon duel before and he'd heard the rumors that were going on.
Anon smiled horribly at the boy, he'd have to use his bad reputation to defuse the situation. "Lower your wand." Anon said without breaking eye contact or pulling out his own wand.
"Don't do it man." Another slytherin pleaded to his friend. "You don't stand a chance against this guy, Ymous has been dueling non-stop since he came to the school."
The prefect didn't relent, he took his duties seriously, and there were other prefects in the room, they should've backed him up by now, but none even got up. The boy felt sweat drop collecting in his temple as he looked at Anon, who still hadn't pulled out his wand. Why didn't he pull out his wand, is he so confident?
Anon didn't budge an inch, he started to get nervous about having to duel in the slytherin common room, he really didn't want to wait till everyone was asleep before he snuck out, but Rowan might be in trouble. He had made a lot of enemies past few days.
luckily the prefect looked around and noticed that none of the other prefects were going to back him up, he lowered his wand.
Anon looked at the defeated boy, he felt slightly guilty that even members of his own house thought of him as some violent person not to be trifled with, he looked around the house and felt disgusted about how some people were cheering him on. The seventh year student nodded at him with approval, this was the spirit of Slytherin.

Anon walked out the common room, he actually had to flipendo one of the girls who wanted to follow him, he hadn't put any force behind it, but the girl scurried back into the common room. He was burning bridges and making enemies left and right at this point, why was he acting like this?
He hurried to the seventh floor and started looking at the tapestry of... Whatever, he found it difficult to concentrate at this point he should already be asleep, he really needed some sleep. He thought about just going to Snape and then to bed, but he was in too deep at this point.
He was running silently up the seventh floor trying to look at tapestries, when he realized what room the seventh year student had mentioned, it was actually the room he had been using to brew his potions. He always just dismissed it as a hidden alchemy lab, he had wondered about how incredibly convenient it was, when he was looking for places to brew his potion in peace, he had thought about going to some bathroom maybe or even out into the forbidden forest.
He really started questioning his life choices at this point, what the hell was wrong with him?
He scurried at the room and saw a familiar sight that made his heart sink.
"You're late, you idiot." Merula said to him. "Normally you would have appeared in a flash, but you really made me wait a long time now, poor Rowan probably thinks you weren't going to come."
"WHAT THE FUCK, MERULA." Anon shouted at the girl and pulled out his wand.
"Quiet, you're going to summon Filch, you fucking moron." Merula told to the boy without pulling out her wand
"I thought we weren't going to do this anymore, where is Rowan, why would..." Anon lost control. "I just... I did what you asked..." Anon raised his wand and pointed it at the girl, who still hadn't pulled hers out. "If this is about the vaults... I stopped... Merula, why?"
"Believe it or not, this isn't about the vaults, and I don't really want to be here either." Merula said, and still hadn't pulled out her wand.
Anon snapped at that point. "Flipendo!" he said past his teeth, his head was killing him now and he felt dizzy.
His spell had no force behind it and it simply  made Merula lose her balance, the girl fell on the floor in a sitting position. "You're weak." she said. "You're also stupid."
Anon regained his composure and immediately lowered his wand. "Merula, wait, I didn't mean to..."
"Expelliarmus!" shouted Rowan and disarmed the boy.
Anon turned around flabbergasted. "Rowan, what are you..?" Anon noticed that Penny was also there with her wand out.
"Flipendo!" the hufflepuff snapped at the boy. "you're mollycoddling him." She said to Rowan.
Anon hit the floor fully accepting his fate.
He watched as Merula picked his wand and walked up to the other two girls.
"Am I a bad person?" Anon asked and looked at Rowan with a hint of a smile.
Rowan looked at the boy sadly and decided to tell him what he wanted to hear. "Yes, you are."
Anon smiled and looked at the roof as he was knocked out cold by another spell.