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A prick. A first class prick. The biggest prick if I've ever seen one.
"I mean who in the world does he think he is?"
"Margo you have to agree with me" I whimpered shaking my head frustrated.
"Rose relax, he didn't do anything terrible-" my best friend began.
"Fargs! How can you say such a thing, look what he did to me!" I nearly exploded at her.
My straight raven haired friend turned to look at me for the first time since my potions class.
I watched in triumph as her bright green eyes widened.
"He did that to you?"
"Yeah, he did" I confirmed.
"Well what did you do to him?" She asked sitting down upon my bed.
"WHAT DID I DO TO HIM? EXCUSE ME?"
"Rose, shhh, calm down"
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! I mean really Margo, Scorpius is a bullying, toerag prick!"
Margo looked at me for about a second. "You love him"
Now being a Weasley I inherited a temper. My grandmum tells me it's just like my aunt Ginny's', but that's besides the point.
"No" I whispered coldly.
"MALFOY IS A IDIOT WHO THINKS HE'S TOO GOOD FOR ANYONE AND THINKS IT'S FINE TO BLOW UP A POTION THAT IS GOOEY LIKE SYRUP AND TURNS MY HAIR GREEN, MY EARS PURPLE, MY FACE BLUE AND NOT TO MENTION!" I yelled.
"Rose, its okay to love him, and come on, let's go get Madame Pomfrey to change you back"
Begrudgingly, I followed as she covered me with a towel and took me to the hospital wing, though I really didn't mind.