I was walking through the courtyard only to see Draco, once again, tormenting Harry Potter and his friends under a tree. I rolled my eyes when I saw Harry step forward and Draco duck away in complete fear.
"Wow, Draco, so brave and courageous. Teach me your ways," I deadpanned as I passed the little group. I heard a few snickers and kept the smirk that was creeping up off my face.
"I'd watch my mouth if I were you, mudblood. My father will hear about this," Draco shot at me. I whipped around, wand in hand. I walked towards quickly, backing him into the tree.
"NEVER call me that again. Otherwise, I'll have you throwing up slugs for the rest of your life," I poked my wand at him for effect and he flinched. "You are such a fucking crybaby and you literally make me sick. I cannot stand you and I don't understand how anyone else does." I finished. He was sniveling and I couldn't help but make a face at him. I started to back up, my wand still pointed at him, and he scrambled to stand tall again. I turned and right before I walked out of the shade of the tree I turned again. "By the way, I'm not scared of your father. Are you?" With that I turned and walked away, smiling to myself.