"FUCK YOU!" the petite blonde screamed and she yanked on Regan Malfoy's black hair, punching her face as she came down.
"Oh no you don't" Rose Weasley said as she pulled the girl back by her wavy blonde hair and pinned her to the ground.
The grounds of Hogwarts were being witness to quite possible the biggest and worst fight in all its history. Well besides the whole war thing 21 years ago. It consisted of over 11 girls and 11 boys. But the boys werent exactly gentlemen so they were actually fighting some of the girls. It wasn't exactly the kind of fight which is 1 side against the other but it was instead different phrases that threw a person or two into the fight.
"You arrogant piece of shit!" Regan yelled trying to punch one of the Potter boys, but as she launched herself to hit was pulled down by a raven haired man with circle glasses, looking very exasperated.
"SPLIT UP ALL OF YOU!" The elderly headmaster yelled loudly and Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Blaise Zabini pulled all the kids apart. "TO MY OFFICE THIS INSTANT!"
"Shove off!" Regan yelled and pushed Harry away.
The teenagers trudged into the headmaster's office and sat down wherever there was space, Regan stood at the back with arms crossed, the Weasleys sat clumped together, as did the Potters.
"Explain yourselves this instant!" the headmaster screamed, a few strands of hair were loose of her tight bun.
They all began to speak at once.
"SHUT IT!" the redheaded man yelled "Rosie your take?"
"Why Rose and not Lily?" the raven haired man asked.
"Alice never lies" the blonde man remarked.
"Sure she does!" one of the boys said "she lies all the time!"
"Frank!" Alice hissed, she was short with chubby cheeks and and medium length blonde hair that were usually in low hanging pigtails but was currently loose.
"What?" he asked defensively. The young man had taken after his mother mostly, not going through the awkward stage that his father had. He was tall, slim and broad shouldered, with short brown hair that he wore in soft spikes.
"Well if you want these idiot's versions then you'll never get the truth" Regan said and rolled her eyes.
"Shut up Weasley-Riddle" Lily Potter said, narrowing her eyes. She was a small girl taking after her mother with long bright red hair and brown eyes, with a spattering of freckles all over her body.
"Don't call me that, stupid cow" Regan said with a threatening tone.
"Daddy! Did you hear what she called me?!" Lily asked her father.
"Lily how many damn times do I need to tell you not to call Regan that?" Harry asked his daughter exasperatedly.
"Why are you defending HER and not me?!"
"Stop being so dramatic Lils" her oldest brother said "I'LL tell you what happened".
He had taken after his father and grandfather with messy black hair that refused to stay put, brown eyes and the signature Potter circular glasses, he was also tall like them with the build of a quidditch player.
"Oh no you wont ! You certainly took after your namesake!" the professor said.
"Ok then me!" the youngest male Potter said. He looked identical to this brother though shorter with green eyes minus the glasses.
"You took after them too!"
"Regan explain please" The dark skinned man said, no longer the condescending jerk he'd been in his school days. The war and parenting had changed him into a kind man having very little to do with his elitist past.
"Why me?" Regan shrugged "didn't want to hear my opinion before"
"Please we do not have time for this" Professor McGonagoll said holding her temples.
"Fine" Regan said. The infamous Weasley-Riddle. Born from the war, of Voldemort's daughter and the Weasley's favorite jokester, Fred on both their last days alive. She had taken after her mother and grandmother looking exactly as they had with wild curly black hair that was impossible to tame, dark eyes, pale skin and undeniable beauty. However, she always had her hair straightened refusing to show her natural curls from fear of being ostracized even more than she already was. And her constant glare and oversized gothic style made it nearly impossible for anyone to see the true beauty she had.
*REGAN POV* *45 minutes earlier*
"Oh groan another stupid morning" i muttered as i climbed out of bed "3 years left" I ticked the day off on my calendar.
I did my stupid hair, fixed my stupid shirt and stupid tie and pulled on my stupid skirt and headed down to breakfast begrudgingly. If only I could avoid this damn school altogether.
"Hey Weasley Riddle! Where you going?!" James Potter called as I walked past him into the great hall
I turned and flipped him off with both fingers and he laughed.
"Stupid Potters think they run the school" I muttered under my breath. They always called me that. I hated it, I hated it so damn much.
I sat down at the end of a random table which happened to hold the Potters, Weasleys and the rest of their tight nit group of "populars" as I preferred to refer to them.
"What do you think your doing?" Lily asked scrunching up her nose.
"Sitting Potter, you know what you do on guy's dick's? I do on a bench" i smiled at her.
"How da-?" she asked
"This easily" i replied
She raised her wand threateningly
"What are you going to use that? I know non-verbal spells that would crush your pathetic little wand" I hissed in a threatening tone.
"But you dont have the guts to use them" she smirked
"Your not stupid enough to try me" i whispered in her ear then went to a different table.
All the potters. All of them.
Unfortunately, the table I chose to sit at this time had Rebecca Smith who was apparently deep in conversation with Rita Skeeter, the aged gossip columnist who apparently wanted the "411" on Hogwart's social life.
"Well you know obviously now-a-days there are certain 'cliques' if you will. Us with the parents who fought during the war definetly stick togehter, so do the orphaned children. The ones who's parents did nothing well they are the pathetic Hufflepuffs arent they?" she giggled "but you know to know that one must be in-the-know. So its a really great thing that you came to me"
"Ah I'm sure it is" Rita said with a tight smile "what about Regan Malfoy?" she asked "which group does she belong to? I could only guess that she is up with James and Albus Potter, children of the war heroes."
"You mean the Weasley- Riddle? That pathetic loner?" Rebecca laughed "She doesn't hang out with anyone! Just sits in her corner like a good girl, and you don't have to the in the know to know that!"
"How would you know this Bec?" I turned to her with a fake smile "Last time I checked you weren't 'in the know' unless you call reading all the tabloid magazines and believing every gossip you hear, being 'in the know'."
"Shut up Weasley Riddle! You wouldn't know a damn thing!" Rebecca yelled going red in the face.
"And you're saying you do?" I laughed "your parents didn't even fight in the war! Your Hufflepuff for a dad ran at the first sign of danger"
"Don't you dare speak of my parents like that!"
"If you want the real scoop you're better off asking the ones who DO know, i.e. children of fighting wizards." I said to skeeter.
"You're a real bitch you know that Weasley Riddle?" Rebecca asked narrowing her eyes.
"Hmm takes one to know one doesn't it?" I smiled sideways at her.
"Alright who sent the cow to our table?" Rose Weasley asking coming up to us.
"The skank" Rebecca replied
"Sooooo you?" Rose asked
"Preci-hey!"
"Hmm your not very smart are you?" Rose and I said at the same time.
"I'm smarter than both of you!" Rebecca exclaimed
"No I don't think you are" I said sympathetically.
"Well Atleast my mother wasn't a slut" she said
I would've been astonished for a moment, but I'd heard enough insults about my mother to be prepared whenever that happened. "What did you just say about my mother?" I asked.
"It's what you heard isn't it?" Rebecca asked "although, her slut days were long over. After all, she finally got knocked up by the blood traitor scum."
She said this loud enough for other tables to hear and a silence fell around the room that is except for the Weasleys and Potters marching over seeing red.
"You did NOT just say that about my uncle" one of the Weasley twin girl's said.
"What if I did?"
4 pairs of eyes exchanged a look and then Rebecca was covered with 4 bodies punching her and kicking her. A few of her friends got involved and yelled profanities so that some more of the Weasley clan got involved until it was also friends of them.
"And that's how it happened" I finished "this bitch decided to disrespect my DEAD parents and she got what was coming to her"
"This doesn't mean we like you. We were defending out uncle" Lily said.
"Shut up Lily" Rose said with a long sigh. Rose was easily one of the most beautiful girl at her school with her Weasley height, soft features, a small amount of freckles across her nose and bright red hair in perfect curls.
"How am I going to set this much detention?" McGonagoll held her head in her hands.
"Professor I think I have a better solution" the boy wonder said "see they all belong to a certain group but they don't really know that much about each other. Thats why the fight got so out of control, because they were all fighting for themselves. I think we should sentence them to get to know each other. In the form of weekly meetings in which they discuss themselves or the people around them and just get to know each other" he said
"I think thats perfect idea Potter" Blaise the Potions Master said.
"Blaise!" I screeched "you know how much they despise me!"
"How many bloody times do I need to tell you to call me Professor Zabini?!"
"As long as is necessary" I responded.
"Well that is the exact time this punishment will need to last then" McGonagoll said "report to this room at 8pm this Friday for your first meeting" she wrote some information down and handed a piece of paper to each kid.
Everyone started to argue at once.
"Enough" Blaise said sternly and spoke to his children "Lorcan, Lysander, Gwen, Regan you WILL be there"
"So will you James, Al, Lil" Harry said.
"Rose, Hugo" Ron followed suit.
"I didn't even argue" Hugo said, he had the traditional Weasley hair in a short cut and was exceptionally tall, at least a foot taller than his older sister "I wasn't even involved in the fight".
"Well i don't see why Izy needs to go" Richard Lupin said with his sister hiding behind him "she didn't do anything, I'm the one who punched Jay. Sorry mate didn't quite calculate where my fist would end up."
"I told you the odds of actually hitting Scorpius were completely out of your favor" Isabelle said softly.
"Who's the older sibling here?"
"Most of the time it seems like Isabelle is older than you " Blaise said "all of you will go" he said sternly.
