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Treachery

The train was especially noisy and I was dying to get the prefects meeting over and done with. Suki, Al, Louis and I crammed our stuff into an empty compartment miles away from the prefect's carriage.

While I had to drag my ass over to the other end of the train and meet up with Lorcan Scamander, my friend and Ravenclaw seventh year prefect, Suki could sit with Jemma Stonewood and some others and do whatever, Louis headed of to meet his stupid girlfriend, Annabeth Parry, for some hearty reunion snogging and Al went to discuss Quidditch tactics with Roxanne and the rest of the Gryffindors.

Oh, the joys of being a prefect.

My beautiful black barn owl, Skyler, hooted dolefully in the stuffy compartment. My parents had given her to me as a birthday present when I became a prefect. Black barn owls were extremely rare, an endangered species, since owls take their odd coloring as an evil omen and try to kill them.

With reluctance, I shut the compartment door and started to make my way down the train. In about the middle I heard odd noises coming from a compartment.

A high-pitched giggle and a gasp told me there was a couple in there busy with obscure activities. My curiosity got the better of my and I peaked through the folds.

Of course.

Scorpius Malfoy was leaning back in his seat, being straddled by a Mystery Girl. How typical of him. He leaned in and they started kissing again, and as the girl leaned forward, her identity was revealed.

Guess who it was.

Annabeth Parry. Louis's "girlfriend".

I didn't expect anything better of Malfoy, who was practically the equivalent of "Manwhore", but I didn't see why the bleached blonde currently on his lap should go behind Louis's back. However, I would have to consider this later, because as I looked back at Malfoy, a horrible realization hit me.

His eyes were wide open. Even though Annabeth was kissing him passionately and rotating her hips against his, his eyes were open and he was staring right at me.

Great. And guess what the albino did? He smirked. Of course.

I quickly moved away, happily drifting of to my very own wonderland and started imagining satisfying scenes (something including Malfoy being stabbed, his arrogant face ripped to shreds for my satisfaction etc.)

I really didn't get it though. I mean, if it was just some random guy, I would see why Annabeth would want to snog Malfoy behind his back.

But this was Louis Weasly. Sandy-haired, misty blue eyes, part Veela? Hello?

In fact, he, Albus, Tristan Drake and *insert gagging sound* Scorpius Malfoy, were the best looking, most sought-after guys at Hogwarts.

Well, I would have to tell my cousin. I at least hoped he would choose someone with a wider range of brain cells, if any, next time.

My thoughts were interrupted when I was tapped on the shoulder. I spun around to face Lorcan. He was even more tall and gangly than I remembered, and grinned sheepishly.

"Wow. I was pretty convinced you were going to be Head Girl" said Lorcan

"Yeah, well… turns out I'm not. The episodes with Malfoy last year must have put McGonagall into thoughts" I forced a laugh. I was feeling uneasy. Also, I was dying with curiosity about the new Heads.

"Well, shall we go in?" I asked.

Lorcan pushed open the door and we walked in. The compartment was full as usual and I glanced around as I sat down next to Lorcan, Roxanne on my other side. She smiled and winked at me. Evidently she had escaped the Quidditch talk with my dear cousin for now.

I smiled back, genuinely. I was a lot warmer towards her since the incident at the Potters' estate in August.

I then spotted the Head Boy and Girl.

Penny McMillan from Hufflepuff and Blake Thomas from Gryffindor.

Well, that's reasonable. They are both very good students, and Penny in special is very studious, neat and a bit pompous.

I was still feeling bitter though. I mean, I and Roxanne were both better students, and if McGonagall didn't want to pair Malfoy with me, she could have made Roxanne Head Girl.

Maybe she thought she would be busy, what with Quidditch practice and NEWTs and sometimes troublemaking with Al. I smiled at the thought.

So Malfoy wasn't Head Boy. Well, that's a relief. I looked across the compartment to him and our eyes met. He still had the stupid trademark smirk in check. Prick. My eyes flashed with anger as usual at the sight of him.

He was sitting at his ease beside Esmeralda Chambers, his tie loose as usual, his hair draping across his cold eyes.

Now let me fill you in on Esmeralda Chambers. Esmeralda is a Slytherin slut. But not a cheap one. She has long, slightly wavy black hair that falls almost to her waist, slightly tan skin and big, dark lashed greenish-bluish-grayish eyes. In short, she looks like a modern Amazona-slash-Supermodel.

She had shagged Albus, Louis, Tristan and of course Malfoy (many, many times), but played hard-to-get even though her skirt was almost up to her butt and the top buttons of her shirt undone revealing her perfect cleavage. But she was not the cheap-cow-giggling-girl-silly-bitch type. She was, one might say, sneaky.

I gazed back at Malfoy, who was now unsurprisingly staring at Esmeralda with darkened eyes. How he had even been made prefect was a total wonder to me.

Alright, he did have the second best grades in our year, and frequently competed with me for first place (though I always beat him; I had inherited my mother's brains after all), but had had quite a few detentions and frequently shagged girls in broom closets or snogged them in abandoned classrooms.

Unfortunately, the git had never been caught at it. Louis, on the other hand, had been, which is totally unfair, since he did it more rarely than the arrogant blonde currently sitting opposite of me and for some reason smirking in satisfaction.

Maybe he was pleased with the recognizable annoyance he always caused me. It was his life's target, after all (apart from shagging every non-related-to-him female).

I wanted to slap him but restrained my self, as not to be exposed in the prefects' carriage.

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