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"Enjoying that charm, Weasley?"
Rose's only reply was to vomit up another slug into the bucket on her lap.
Scorpius laughed. "Don't pretend you didn't deserve it. Thanks to you, half my luggage went out the window of the Hogwarts Express." His laugh had turned to a snarl at the memory.
Rose couldn't help but smile a little at that. "That was your own fault, Malfoy. Maybe you should keep a tighter grip on the handle of your suitcase."
"Maybe you shouldn't push me!"
Rose shrugged but couldn't reply due to having to throw up another slug.
Scorpius only laughed for a moment before a slug hit him in the face.
"Shut up, Malfoy," Rose spat, wiping her slimy hand on her robe.
Scorpius wiped his own face with the sleeve of his robe, shot Rose a disgusted look, then stalked away, back into the castle. "Next time you'll get worse, Weasley!" he yelled over his shoulder before disappearing around a corner.
Rose shook her head, dropping her tough persona, and began to sob, every once and a while throwing up a slug. Stupid Malfoy. Her father was right, saying that she shouldn't associate with the Malfoys. Even a twelve year old Scorpius was too much. She couldn't imagine what he would be like in a few years. She wasn't sure she ever wanted to know.