Chapter Four: Playing With Fire
The next few days were pure torture having to deal with seeing Malfoy for three class periods. By Friday however, I was over what he had said to me. He was Malfoy, over the years he's said some pretty cruel things to me and yet they never had affected me as much as our last conversation did. I asked Harry if he could keep my secret to himself, I didn't want anyone else to know just yet, I didn't even want Ron to know. On Friday, we had gotten our first skits that we had to perform for the class on Monday. In ours, Malfoy and I were brother and sister, coming to terms with our father cheated. I nearly laughed out at the irony of the whole thing.
"Billy, our dad is scum." I read the lines off the small booklet the Professor Grubbly-Plank had given us. Malfoy and I were sitting at the one edge of the stage, everyone else had scattered around the room as well.
"Julie, just give it time, I know what he did was wrong but we haven't even let him explain." Malfoy says without much enthusiasm. I huff and roll my eyes.
"Malfoy can even try to act? I mean, I want to get a good grade." I say angrily. He looks up from his paper, a sneer placed on his face.
"Thought you didn't care about grade anymore?" he says, reminding me of what I had told Snape this morning in science. We were supposed to read chapters 1-4, I only skimmed and nearly failed the test we had. When Snape asked me what hadn't read the text I had said with as much venom edging my voice as possible that I didn't feel like it. The whole class had been astonished, Snape especially. I didn't care though. I hated him, hated every little bit of him.
I roll my eyes. "Whatever, just act better, wouldn't have thought it was that had." I say. He grunts in return and I read my next line.
Once we finished, I walked over to Harry and Ron, crossing my arms over my chest. "Malfoy giving you problems?" Ron asks. I roll my eyes.
"He's just so arrogant." I say, as we're dismissed from class. As Malfoy passes, he shoves his shoulder into mine, making me nearly fall. Biting my lip, I'm just about to go over there when Harry and Ron pull me in the opposite direction.
"No fighting, remember?" Harry reminds me, I had gotten detention a few days before from kicking some sixth year in the crotch after he tried groping me in the lunch line.
I groan, and nod my head slightly. After telling the guys I'd see them later, I walk to my language class. This class had to be worst nightmare. I had Pansy Parkinson in my class, which was a living hell in itself and the only girl I really talked to was Lavender, who was currently obsessing over Ron. I bite my lip as I walk into the room, seeing Lavender wave and smile at me. I fake a smile and walk over to her. She could tell by the time I sat down that I was in a pissed off mood.
"So I hear she ran off crying, like balling her eyes out." Pansy's voice came into my hear shot, and I glanced her way. Her and a few other kids were staring back at me, laughing. Malfoy had told her, that asshole.
She saw me looking and glared at me, a smirk appearing on her face. I walked over to her, Lavender quickly in pursuit. "You going to say something, say it to my face, Pansy." I say, coating my voice with as much venom as I could muster.
She looked a bit taking back by my actions, but hid it quickly. She smiled at me, an evil demonic smile that quite frankly just made her look ugly, maybe I should tell her?
She was just about to say something to me, when Professor Trelawney walked into the room, gracing us with yet another one of her obnoxious outfits. Today she was sporting multicolored pants, a green and yellow t-shirt and some kind of sparkly bandana around her neck.
"Children, in your seats please." She says.
"We'll finish this after class." Pansy spats at me. I sneer at her as Lavender and I walk over our seats. Lavender nearly knocks me over as she tries to get my attention.
"Hermione, Ron and Harry said no more fighting." She nearly hisses at me. I just roll my eyes and ignore her cries. I glance over at Pansy who was talking to a Ravenclaw boy who sat next to her, they seemed to be flirting, Pansy's hand nearly down his pants. I turned to Lavender.
"Isn't Pansy dating Malfoy?" I ask her in hushed tones, as the professor hands out a sheet of Latin words.
Lavender takes the notes we're supposed to be doing and nods her head at my question, I look back over at Pansy, her hand was completely hidden beneath his pants by now, could tell by the look on his face that she was giving him a hand job. What. A. Skank.
I bit back my comments, trying to wrap my mind around today's lesson. I completely the work as I usually did, but I knew I got most of the answers wrong. I didn't care though; I wished I could see my mother's face when she got either letter of my grades slipping. Would she know that it was all her fault?
I push back those thoughts into the back of my mind. I wouldn't think about my mother or her affair. The last bell rung throughout the classrooms soon after, and I found myself walking out besides alone to the courtyard where I knew Pansy would soon be. Lavender ditched me, probably going to tattle on me and tell Ron and Harry. I roll my eyes at the thought. I was tougher then I looked I could take on my friends as well.
Once in the courtyard, I found Pansy and a group of people already waiting around. There was going to be a fight. A cat fight, every guy's favorite kind. "Didn't think you'd actually show, Mudblood. Thought you would have went back to your room, crying. Isn't that usually how you leave places?" Pansy asks me. I glare at her, hearing Ron and Harry walk up behind me.
"Hermione, no fighting, remember?" Ron asks as he had an hour earlier. I shake my head; I was beyond pissed at Pansy and needed to take my anger out.
"You can't stop me." I say, handing over my cloak to Harry. Pansy hands hers off to the Ravenclaw boy. The two of us were now in our black pants and tank tops, a boy from somewhere in the crowd whistles. I roll my eyes.
Pansy smiles, "what happened Granger, lose a bet with your hair dresser?" Ah, go for my hair; original.
"Pansy, just because you're jealous of my looks doesn't mean you have to make fun of my hair." I roll my eyes at her. "Guys like me because I'm attractive and smart. Guys like you, because well, you're a slut." I say with a shrug.
Fire flickers in her eyes, I could see her anger rising, she steps towards me. "I cannot believe you said that." she says and then swings her arm at me.
I deflect her pathetic attempt to punch me, grabbing her arm and twisting it fiercely. Pansy yelps out in pain, and grabs my hair. She locks her fingers into my hair and pulls hard, i bite her hand and she lets go immediately. A greater crowd had formed around us. Pansy runs over to me and I swing my fist, it collides with her nose. Blood begins gushing from her nose. She takes her nails and grazes them across my right cheek; I could feel warm blood trickle down my face.
"Damn, you need to cut those talons girl." I say breathing heavily. Pansy just scowls at me and tries to attack me again. Okay, saying a girl resembles a bird in anyway makes them mad; mental note taken. She grabs at my throat, and I grab at her. She both push hard on each other, until one of the kids in the crowd screams that teachers are coming. Everyone scatters besides a few kids and Pansy and I; still at each other's throats.
The teachers pull us apart, McGonagall pulls Pansy off me, and Snape pulls me off her. I kick at Snape; I didn't want him touching me. "Miss Brown, would you please escort Miss Parkinson to the infirmary." Professor McGonagall says as I try to struggle out of Snape's grip.
"We will be speaking to you later, however, your nose needs looking at." The two scurry off, leaving Harry, Ron and I. Snape gives the two a look, and they say they'll see me later and run away fast. Snape half drags me off to McGonagall's office. They sit me in a seat, and the two stand in front of me.
"Explain." McGonagall says.
"We just had a tiny disagreement." I say.
"Tiny? You broke Pansy's nose and the two of you nearly ripped each other's heads off." Snape says, clearly disgusted.
"Fine, we had a fairly large disagreement." I roll my eyes.
Professor McGonagall writes something on a small pink note. "Miss Granger, this is the second time this week you've had a spat with someone. Now, I don't understand what has brought on all this bad behavior in you, but I will assure you the consequences will be ghastly if you keep this up." She hands me the pink slip, on it, it has my detention details. "I just don't understand what has brought all this up." She says. I get up at out of my seat and walk to the door.
"Why don't you ask him?" I say pointing to Snape then disappearing out the hall. I head back to the Gryffindor Common Room, meeting Harry and Ron.
"So what's the verdict?" Harry asks, looking up from his homework. I hand him the slip. He looks it over, "ouch."
Ron takes it, nearly cringing. "After school detention for a month, and kitchen duty, sucks Mione. And nice face by the way." He says. I sigh and look into the mirror, five claw marks ran across the length of my right cheek, I would need to get medicine put on them but that would have to wait. I lie on the couch. My mind was swimming with a million different topics and all I wanted to do was sleep.
I closed my eyes and was just drifting off when Harry and Ron said we had to go to dinner. I nodded, got up and heading to the portrait door with them. We walk down the staircases and are just walking down the aisle between the two tables when Malfoy walks up to us.
"Did you break my girlfriend's nose?" His voice shows his anger clearly. He wasn't good at hiding his emotions.
I smile, "yeah." I nod. He narrows his gaze at me, if he could hit me right now, I bet he would have. "You need to keep your bitch on a leash." I say sidestepping him. The students around us all watch with eager expressions; probably hoping another fight would break out.
"Don't you dare talk about my girlfriend like that." he says, steam nearly coming out his ears. Ron and Harry both sidestep him as well, standing behind me though.
"She's cheating on you, you know. With a Ravenclaw boy." I say with a smile. I turn around and walk over to my table with Harry and Ron. Playing with fire might have been very dangerous, but it was a hell of a lot of fun.
Got to say, i had fun writing this chapter, haha. Pansy needed to be hit though, however this wont be the last of her. I can promise you that. so review and tell me what you think. (: