6.
I'm sorry about the abrupt stop in my story yesterday. Mum called me for dinner.
Not that I had much appetite, Harry was sitting in front of me, again !!! I just couldn't stop staring !! Tell me, is this normal ?
Even worse, I think Fred and George noticed !! They were shooting me these looks !! OOh, those irrating smirks !!!
They were lucky that mum had put that frying pan away, otherwise they wouldn't have had much teeth left !!
So, where was I ? Oh yes, I remember !!
flashback:
"Lucius" dad said, nodding coldly.
"Busy time at the Ministry, I hear ?" Malfoy senior inquired, "All those raids... I hope they're paying overtime??"
He reached into my cauldron (THE NERVE OF THAT BASTARD !) and extracted, from amidst the glossy Lockhart books, a very old and battered copy of "A beginner's guide to Transfiguration.
The urge to knock him out whith my cauldron was overwhelming, but I just stared at him.
"Obviously not" Lucius cackled, "Dear me, what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?"
Dad flushed even darker than either Ron or even me.
"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of Wizard, Malfoy." he replied, I could swear I saw steam coming out of dad's ears. (And that without a pepper up potion !)
"Clearly" Malfoy Sr said whilst staring at Mr and Mrs. Granger, who were now watching apprehensively. "The company you keep, Weasley,..." he spat, "and I tought your family could sink no lower."
Why, the vile crea,----- THUD !!! my cauldron went flying as dad dived for Malfoy Sr.
He knocked him backwards into a bookshelve. Dozens of heavy spellbooks fell all over our heads.
I quickly ducked, to avoid a particular copy of "MAGICAL me." The last thing I needed was a MAGICAL bruise !! I heard people yelling. Should I too ? I mean I shouldn't encourage violent behavior now, should I ?
Fred and George beat me to it:
"Get him dad!!" they yelled, waving their fists to encourage him.
"No ARTHUR, NO " Mum cried, she was hysteric. She was jumping up and down, waving violently whith her arms, trying to get dad's attention. Mrs. Granger looked taken aback, but Mr. Granger looked amused. "Go ARTHUR !!!" he shouted, "punch him on the nose ." Mrs Granger gave him a shove. Don't encourage them !!! she hissed.
Crack !!!
I managed to hide behind a table as the crowd stampeded backwards, making even more shelves fall over.
Dad was punching Malfoy in the stomach as Lucius tried to bite him. EWWWW , Gross !!
"Gentlemen, please, ...please !!! the shop assistant cried and then he bellowed even louder " "Break it up there, Gents, break it up,---"
Now dad was hitting Lucius with a book. If the situation hadn't been so serious, I would have laughed. The bastard, Malfoy, deserved it !!
That's when I saw our hero of the day approach us. Hagrid waded towards the fight. In a matter of seconds dad and Lucius were separated, both breathing heavily and glaring daggers at eachother.
Dad had a splitten lip, and the book that had hit Lucius in the eye " an Encyclopedia of toadstools" lay forgotten on the floor.
The bastard still had my Transfiguration copy in his slimy hands.
Then he trust it at me, his cold eyes glittering with malice.
"Here, girl- (Girl? how dare he call me that !") take your book-it's the best your father can give you."
Then I did something really mature, I stuck my tongeu out at him.
Pitty he didn't see it, he was to busy with pulling himself out of our hero's grip. Then he beckoned his son, who was looking bewildered, and walked out of the shop.
Hagrid was giving dad a speech, but I dindn't listen, I was to busy staring after Malfoy.
How I wished to smash my cauldron into his "pretty" face.
I followed my family towards the exit, still deep in thought. The most violent scènes about what I wanted to do with Malfoy, popped into my head.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to torture him with one of those muggle devices ? Dad mentioned a few of them that he had found while working. I believe there's one called, the guillotine ?
I'm glad mum doesn't know Legillimentie !!!