Learn My Lesson

- No I don't think I can confess to sin and I scratch my mind cause the question is, when will I learn my lesson? When will I learn my lesson?


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"Mr Malfoy and Miss Weasley! Headmistresses office now!"
I lowered my wand and turned to look at the girl next to me. Rose Weasley glared up at me from her position on the floor. I considered helping her up, but then I remembered what had just happened between us and thought better of it. I stalked past her with my head held high and made my way to professor McGonagall's office. To be honest I couldn't believe she's still there, my Dad told me she was old when she taught him! I knocked on the door and waited. A few seconds later the door opened and the headmistress ushered me into one of the seats in front of her desk.
Whilst we waited for Weasley to turn up.
I tried to think of how McGonagall would punish us. It's not like we were too violent. It was mostly verbal abuse. I was teasing her. About how she was such a know it all, and that she should have been the outcast in her family. The first of the Weasley's to be in Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor, she wasn't brave at all, a bit of a coward really. Naturally she retaliated. Saying how I should have been in Slytherin, like the rest of my slimy family. She's such a charmer. Anyway, she then proceeded to hex me, which I blocked, not realizing how close she was, so the force of it knocked her off her feet. I mean, come on. It's not like we were trying to kill each other.
A few minutes later she turned up, and was also shown to another seat in front of McGonagall's desk. However there were two other empty seats. Who were they for?
McGonagall cleared her throat and started to address us "Now Mr Malfoy and Miss Weasley your fathers will be arriving any minute now..."
What! Why? With that there was a whoosh and Mr Weasley stepped out of McGonagall's fireplace and brushed off the soot from his suit and proceeded to fall rather heavily into the spare seat next to his daughter. He wore a very confused expression. I suppose it was because he had never had to be called before to deal with Rose before, or Hugo either, they were both good little children. Well not really little. Rose and I were both in our seventh year, and Hugo in his fifth.
"So um, why is it I have been called here professor?" Mr Weasley asked professor McGonagall.
"Yes, I'd like to know the same thing"
I jumped. I hadn't realized my dad was here, let alone so close behind me.
Mr Weasley turned to look at my dad, Rose and I watched in anticipation, hoping that either of our parents wouldn't do something stupid. Our anxiety, however, was over nothing, as our fathers merely nodded at one another, and my dad came to sit beside me.
I was glad of the exchange between Mr Weasley and my dad. They both acted like men. Just goes to show people can change and get over stupid grudges.
My dad had told me all about what happened between Mr Weasley, Harry Potter and himself.
He explained everything the summer before I started Hogwarts. Obviously I knew a fair amount about the second wizarding war from articles in the prophet and information from the newest books. But this time Dad told me everything, and made sure I knew particularly about my family's part in the war. It wasn't nice to talk about. Dad said that I had to understand, that I had to show the wizarding world that the Malfoy's have changed for the better. I'm getting there. It's just that there are some certain people who just can't get over the fact that my dad has changed, and brought me up properly.
I wasn't talking about Rose there by the way. Oh no, she was raised to give everyone a chance, I just managed to blow mine the very first day. That's a whole different story, so yeah Rose and I not getting on had nothing to do with our fathers not getting on when they were younger, we just generally got on each others nerves, we argued and bickered a lot. I honestly just couldn't stand her. The feeling's mutual though, so I didn't feel too guilty about it.
Anyway, so Dad told me about my famliy's part in the war. He then went on to tell me about his particular role in the war. That was an even more awkward and uncomfortable conversation.
I couldn't believe he had done all of those things, especially when it came to him trying to murder Albus Dumbledore. I was also very shocked to find out he was a death eater, he even showed me his Dark Mark, though there was not much to see, he told me it became very faint when Voldemort was killed, and that it had been fading ever since, now there is next to nothing of it left.
He was thoroughly honest when it came to telling his story, and it was obvious that he regretted all the things he had done wrong back when he was seventeen. After that day I had a lot more respect for him.
McGonagall's voice pulled me back to reality.
"Well Mr Weasley, Mr Malfoy, it appears that your children got into a fight earlier this morning, which is why I have called you here."
I glanced sideways at Rose, her head was bent and she appeared to be fiddling with the hem of her skirt, her cheeks were tinted pink with embarrassment, it was unusual for her to be in trouble, although we always argued, we kept our insults verbal, and away from earshot of the teachers. She had never tried to hex me before.
"What do you mean? What kind of fight?" My father asked.
"Miss Weasley and your son seemed to be having an argument, which then turned into a duel." The headmistress replied.
A duel? What did she mean? It was hardly a duel.
"Excuse me professor, but it was hardly a duel, she tried to hex me and I blocked her." I tried to explain.
"So how come if Miss Weasley tried to hex you, she was the one who ended up on the floor?" McGonagall retorted.
By this point I was receiving death glares from Mr Weasley. Ughh. I rolled my eyes. I didn't like where this was headed.
"Anyway" McGonagall continued "You all know that magic in the corridors is forbidden, let alone fighting. So Miss Weasley and Mr Malfoy, you are to report to my office ever Friday evening at 7pm for three months, where you will be given various chores to do, together."
Now that sucked so that meant having to spend 12 evenings with Weasley, in detention, working in pairs. Fun.
"I'm sorry professor but I still don't understand why I'm here, you seem to have handled the situation quite well by yourself." Mr Weasley said, my dad nodded in agreement.
"Well, you see Mr Weasley I just wanted to make sure that this disagreement between your children and any others that they may have had, are nothing to do with the grudge between you and Mr Malfoy here."
"Of course not professor- " my dad started to say.
"I raised my daughter better than that!" Mr Weasley exclaimed, and yet again my dad nodded his head in agreement.
"I was just making it clear Mr Weasley, I am sure you both have raised your children right. You may leave."
Mr Weasley shook hands with McGonagall before turning to my dad with his hand outstretched, which Dad firmly grasped and shook.
Our fathers then both left one after the other, disappearing into the bright green flames in the fireplace.
I turned to look at Rose, to find her already looking at me. I met her gaze and my heart jolted. Her eyes, bright blue, were stunning. I'd never noticed before.


Chapter title and lyrics- Learn My Lesson by Rizzle Kicks


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