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H FIGHTS H
There was of course expected retribution for their win. The older devils had warned them from the very first meeting that the other houses did not usually take too well to loosing, especially Slytherin. Not to mention, in this case that the game was supposed to be on some level revenge for the prank and that had struck out.
Even with all the warning the group were not ready for it when it came. It came as Harry, Neville and Fae were walking down the halls of the school. They were minding their own business when they heard chorused 'expelliomous's' and their wands were summoned from their pockets. They were disarmed and relatively defenseless before they even knew they were in a fight.
They turned sharply to see their attackers. There were nine or ten Slytherins against the three off them. They were outnumbered and now they did not have their wands to defend themselves. It was Malfoys group which normally wouldn't bother them, he wasn't exactly a threat on his own. Still outnumbered three to one was not the best odds. Especially wandless.
"Potter Potter Potter," Malfoy mocked as they approached the group. Running wasn't an option as the Slytherins still had their wands. They were not going to leave them.
Harry hated that for just one moment, they let their guard down and now they were paying for it. Her eyes flared brightly in her anger. What right did they have to dare touch their wands. It was an insult not to mention the cowards sent a hex at their backs when they did it. Couldn't dare attack when face to face or on even odds. "What do you want Malfoy," she demanded coldly but she already knew. They very much wanted to kick the three of theirs arses, still she wanted to buy time for someone either to hopefully come by or to figure out a plan of attack.
"You humiliated my house Potter, you and your little stunt at the game."
"So, like a coward, you hex at us from behind, should have expected it from someone like you," Harry sneered at them. "Need ten of you on three of us and to get us from behind to even stand a chance. Pathetic." Really, she should have kept her mouth shut but she was never one to like following rules or even common-sense actions. She hated bullies and Malfoy was as bad as her cousins.
Malfoy stepped forward putting his wand at Harrys throat, "You act all tough now how tough are you going to be when we teach you your place half blood."
That of course pissed off the other two, "back off coward," Neville growled stepping forward and pushing Harry back slightly, so the wand was no longer touching her. He however never stayed their long as one of the Slytherins, a dark-haired girl shot him back with a blast of magic sending him flying back into the wall.
Neville glared going forward slightly once again as each of the Slytherins pulled their wands. "Watch it lard bottom, do you know who I am," Malfoy demanded.
"A blond-haired rodent too cowardly to fight one on one," Harry quipped.
"Oh wait, are you going to go hide behind daddy's robes," Fae mocked. "Do you need daddy to come save you from the big mean Gryffindor's?"
Malfoy was angry that none of them showed even an ounce of fear. They weren't acting like they should have when facing so many wizards and witches clearly above their station. He was so angry, he sent a cutting hex at Harry. Expecting to see her crying in pain instead, she moved swiftly and did what no one was expecting. She fought back. She kicked at his feet taking them out from under him, and spun sharply and in one quick motion, she punched Goyle in the throat. Everyone's shock at the wandless first years attack gave them times to continue fighting.
"Fae took the chance seeing Goyle stumble, grabbing his throat to give him a sharp kick between the legs which caused his knees to buckle and he collapsed. She then took a swipe at Crabbe getting a punch to the side and a kick to his shins.
Neville dodged another hex from a student who quickly caught their baring's and started firing spells and hexes at the three wandless students. They however had experience dodging hexes and continued going at the group. Neville hit Nott in the shoulder as he ducked under Zabini's wand kicking the other in the side knocking the wind out of him.
Harry knocked the wand from Parkinson's hand but was knocked back into the wall with a blasting hex to the chest. She cringed since that had hurt but she knew she couldn't stop fighting. Not with them being so outnumbered. She got back up dodging another hex that was sent her way as she struck Zabini in the face. It was clear his nose broke from the crunch beneath her fist and he howled in pain.
Fae punched Malfoy in the chest before being struck in the face by a flailing Zabini who was shouting about his nose. She gasped in pain but managed to shove Zabini away knocking him onto the ground just as Neville was tossed back by another hex.
Harry struck Bulstrode getting a couple strikes in before she was sent back with a bludgeoning spell. Fae was struck by a cutting curse to the side as Crabbe and Goyle grabbed Harrys arm trying to get a grip on the wiry girl. She kicked at them, but she wasn't as strong as they were and they had a good hold on her. They slammed her back against the wall and she couldn't help the gasp of pain that went through her as Bulstrode punched the now stuck girl in the stomach multiple times. Seeing that his friend was trapped Neville hit crabbe in the back of the neck causing him to release Harry as She shifted kicking Goyle in the chest and was dropped to the floor.
They were both forced to dodge hexes from one of the other girls present who had the mind to stay out of reach but managed to do so scrapping it out with those closest to them.
The fight was interrupted by a loud bang causing them all to jump up facing the professor who had interrupted them. "What is the meaning of this," McGonagall demanded horrified by the bloody mess of the students placed in her care.
The Slytherins were as usual quick to point blame. "They attacked us professor," Parkinson stated as Zabini nodded still holding his heavily bleeding nose. Parkinson looked ready to turn on the water works, "For absolutely no reason, they just went nuts and started attacking us. We had to defend ourselves."
The Professor hated to outright accuse a student of lying but seeing the mass of green compared to red, she didn't think that even this group would start a fight they were so outnumbered by. "Miss Potter an explanation," McGonagall demanded as Harry spit out the blood in her mouth making her realize she must have bitten her tongue at some point.
She wasn't going to lie to the professor. "We were walking down the hall, weren't paying attention and our wands had been summoned., they attacked first we were just defending ourselves, we never even sent a spell, we don't have our wands check them," She said her story easily verified compared to Parkinson's lies.
"Accio Miss Potters wand," McGonagall stated as it flew from Malfoys Pockets and she did the same for Neville and Fae's. She knew whose story was far more plausible but to ensure she wasn't seeming overly biased, she turned to a nearby portrait, in this case a knight who was scowling and shouting. "Sir Mitchel's she said turning to the portrait who had warned her of the fight in order to come end it. "whose version of events is correct?"
"The little lass with green eyes," he replied, "the three Gryffindor's were minding their own business well they attacked, the blond Slytherin mentioned something about Potter humiliating his house with a stunt at the game. The Gryffindor lad was hit with a blasting hex first, long after they had all lost their wands."
That was all she needed to confirm what she already knew. "Infirmary, minus 100 points Slytherin for attacking unarmed students. You will be having a weeks' worth of detentions with me," McGonagall said angrily, her Scottish accent strengthening. "You will also all be writing me an essay, five feet on how dishonorable it is to attack three unarmed students. I cannot believeā¦I am ashamed of all of ye." She took a breath before looking to the three from her house. "Can you three walk," she asked since they were using the wall to support themselves. Now that the fight was over, they realized that they really hurt.
"Yeah," Harry said cringing as she moved. She half doubted their ability to make it but she was sure as hell not being levitated in front of the slimy snakes who attacked them. She would not be giving them the pleasure of knowing they were hurting.
The group all managed to make it down, much to the shock of the matron. She had already begun taking care of the Slytherins when they entered but quickly turned her attention to these students as they were not only the victims of the matter but also badly injured.
When she was finished healing them, Harry looked to her two friends from her hospital bed since they were not permitted to leave at the time. "Who's going to explain to keep and ty?"
"Not me," Fae said.
"I sure as hell am not doing it," Neville returned.
They didn't have too long to debate who would spill what happened as the devils made it to the infirmary, having seen their presence their on the map. "How badly are you hurt Oliver demanded worriedly once he got inside.
The other two looked to Fae who scowled at having to be the one to talk. "Nev had 4 broken ribs, Rae had 3 and I had 1, I had a cut down my side, heavy bruising and a bit of internal bleeding from blasting hexes and bashing into the wall, Rae broke her arm and Nev broke a knuckle but otherwise we were pretty lucky," Fae said speaking quickly to get it all out now.
Her answer to Oliver's question however had all the Devils practically vibrating in anger. Most weren't even able to express how angry they were over the attack on their youngest members. "I'll kill the gits," Tyson growled angrily finally finding his voice. "How many?"
Malfoy, Zabini, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, and Bulstrode were the main aggressors. I think there was two others there. Girls, year above," Neville replied which just made the group even angrier So many students gone out of their way to attack three first years. It was sickening and cowardly. "They lost 100 points for Slytherin and got a weeks' worth of detention plus an essay, as much as you want to get at them for this, you'd be in a shit tone more trouble for jumping first years ty," Nev reminded not wanting their friends in trouble.
There was no denial that they had intentions of avenging them. Still, they needed all the facts. "How badly were they injured," Oliver demanded knowing that the youngest devils wouldn't have gone down without a fight.
"Broken noses, concussions, broke one of their ribs, tone of bruises and a few contusions, a couple kick in the balls," Harry offered proud of themselves for how much damage they laid out on their attackers, it didn't compare too easily to what happened to them, but they were severely outnumbered. "Pretty good seeing as they got our wands before the fight even started and it was 3 to 1."
"We are at least pranking them," Fred said consenting that attacking first years would be a bit far and may not be so easily forgiven. They would be in far more trouble if they got caught. It would be nearly worth it but then again, they knew it was a bad idea. they may be rebellious but that didn't make them stupid. They'd get revenge though, in their own way.
It made the first years feel good to have so many people looking out for them. "Oh, we insist," Neville agreed smirking, "have at them."
The group was able to relax slightly realizing that while injured, the three of them were okay. Still, Oliver was worried about them. "Are you all okay," Oliver asked, "I know your healed but..." he was worried how they were taking such a blatant attack. The three-dark haired firsties looked so tiny in the giant hospital beds. It was as if the beds swallowed them. It made him uneasy to think of them hurt and why they were here.
"Fine, though it hurt like a bitch nothing more then we could handle and for the record we were doing quite well even without wands," Harry said with a slight smile. It felt good that they cared so much, the older students were watching them with worried looks and they clearly cared about them. "Your training clearly helped in the end, and here we thought you nutters," She added with a cheeky grin.
"Well now you know, after my first game they knocked me out, really bad head injury, took me two weeks to wake up," Oliver stated since he never wanted them to experience what he had, back when he was a terrified second year and had no one looking out for him, "Since they put me in a magical coma to heal me."
"Arsewholes," Harry scowled. "Can't loose with honor."
"Wouldn't be Slytherins if they had any honor," George said as the group of them settled into the infirmary.
McGonagall looked to the devils who were sitting smug from their table as the seven, first years and two second years that attacked there three youngest members were turned Gryffindor colors, there skin bright red well their hair was sparkling gold. Their noses were long and pointed well they only spoke in riddles, they were covered in boils and couldn't stop hiccupping, every time they hickuped there entire bodies jumped.
Her eyes caught the twins who just looked at her defiantly as Snape tried to blame them and Potter, but the Gryffindor head of house silenced him.
there was no proof they were involved though all the staff knew, the majority of the staff feeling that they Slytherin group deserved it. they were even more amused as the spells, charms and potions took a week to come off. It was better then more violence after all. McGonagall wouldn't put it past the group to physically attack had their injuries been even worse. Age not mattering to them.
For the devils, the attack just managed to bring them closer together and they focused more heavily on defense without wands. None of them complained at the more intensified fight training, not wanting to be caught in a similar situation.
