Draco Malfoy's P.O.V~

Chapter Nine- Malfoy's Bad Mood (Part II)

Automatically, I stood up to get a clear look at those suspicious torrents looming from the window. I'm faintly unaware of being stared at. And I still continued observing those black clouds with mild interest and it might be an incantation because I don't think clouds can climb into windows willingly, Weird.

"Mr Malfoy would you sit down at once!" shrieked the Hag, in front of me. She clearly unnoticed those things in the room. Pfft she's deaf than she's blind.

Reluctantly, I sat down as my expression towards this pink flamingo had darkened. "Dumb bitch giving me orders, No one orders a Malfoy around!" I thought, bearing a grudge. Again, I zoned out as she kept nattering away on what punishment awaits me and Edwards.

Frankly, I don't give a shit.

Instead I watched those things with intent, Wait where've they gone? Already irritated enough, Edwards heavily nudged me in the ribs. Did the dumb Hufflepuff FIND something; let's award him with a gold sticker!

And with this award, I stomp on his foot for being an ass. "Ouch-"he howled, hopping on one foot. I smirked inwardly when the dumb bitch shrieked. I'd swear the vein in her forehead is about to burst. What's more I think I found my clouds, they're circling on her fat head.

"Looking a bit under the weather aren't we? " Hah I crack myself up! "Mr Malfoy! What did you say!" she said shrilly, waving her arms like a loony. Did I say that out loud? Oh well she should know eventually. I took a wasted moment to clear my throat like Umbridge.

And I'm a very good impersonator to know that I'm riling up her feathers.

"I said, well joked that you looked a bit under the weather." I said loudly, as I impishly thought she was deaf. Umbridge puffed in her chest and smiled so creepy that the kittens in their saucer's have fled in their cat flaps.

"I have enough of your back talk...Silencio." She whispered fiendishly, flourishing her wand.

Strangely I don't feel effected but as I open my mouth with a retort, there was no sound escaping my throat. I tried again, it failed miserably. This fat bitch simpered broadly. Suddenly a smoulder of electric-white lightening struck on the Flamingo's arse and leapt on Edwards. The position on him looks laughably wrong. I widely grinned, already sniggering non-stop.

'Well as much as I love to stay but alas I've better places to be.' I say, despite that they can't hear me. Umbridge continued to fight off this stubborn cloud before it zapped her as I now left her office.

"Now what's the counter curse of the silencing charm...Pfft I know what it is?" I thought, removing my wand from my pocket.

-Ouch!—what the fuck is jabbing my arm! – I didn't need to turn around because they did it for me. Him again, he's getting on my last nerve.

'Any last words...' I assume he said, jabbing his askew wand to my throat.

I smirked and mouthed, playing with his head before this poor excuse of a wizard can stun me. I'm confident...really confident that he won't actually harm me. Just in case, I've readied my wand behind my back while remembering my godfather's spell that is non-verbal.

Edwards was about to raise his wand...next he hesitated with wide eyes. What's there behind him? A teacher or barmy old Dumbledore eating acid pops..." It was neither. About time she showed up...wait, I wasn't relying on her! And what is with the lump in my throat again?

Well umm I'm just going through a manly change...yeah—that's it.

She then approached to me. I'm getting unnecessarily goose bumps. *Cough* I think the window must've opened...yeah it opened letting the freshly scent of lily and strawberries in the autumn!

"You'll fall for—"said this stupid voice in my head. "SHUT UP!" I say, but the whole corridor gave an echo. Wait...that's my voice (Merlin I sound high). I noticed Amber- I mean Charlton had fought back sniggering. Edwards gave off a mediocre guffaw.

"What've you done-" I said as I realise my voice is nonsensically squeaky. "Holy fuck-What did you do Amber!" I yelled, clutching my throat.

Charlton stopped sniggering and looked really calm again. I snarled at Edwards if he ever breathes a syllable about my voice.

"Okay, I've had to admit it's quite bad but It was an accident-" she told me gently.

I took out my wand, and muttered the correct counter-curse. What's fucking worse news is that I can't alter my voice back to normal. Furious right now, I stormed off and give Charlton a dirty look.

Amber's P.O.V~

Istared after him until I realised it's my fault and felt guilty that I barely acknowledged my ex standing in front of me. "Why do I always help and then it turned into shit." Simultaneously the gash on my forearm blistered. I flinched...

"I know! I know...I'll be good I promise!" I shout. clutching my arm...hoping it will subdue the fire. My eyes found blue and felt being pulled up. I pushed him off, but it was no good because Russ is suffocating me and was about to examine where I've been "Injured".

"Get off me! Or I'll report you for conjuring the Cru..." I retort, scowling.

Russ stared at me wide-eyed, still not letting me go. "But I stopped Amber, you—believe me-" "Please! The reason you stopped it is because you saw me coming, now let go or things will get messy!" I exclaimed wildly.

He held me tight by the waist. Therefore with one angry incantation that passed my lips, Lightening had struck without the need of black clouds while Russ zipped momentarily in the air and collided to the wall. As an advantage, I set off to find Malfoy.

Moments later, I had no luck to find him so far. He might be in the prefect's dorms? However I came to a halt by the 3rd floor and followed my intuition. It got me somewhere as I see white blur far-along the window. I was roughly a metre away from Draco until he seemed to be occupied by this tiny yellowing parchment. Interested, I peered carefully to this document.

Unfortunately, I can't decipher the diminutive handwriting from here. Although I can tell it was a girl who wrote this letter. Obviously but why did he kept it?

I coughed nicely, to get his attention...he didn't quite respond until he turned his head with a scowl. Though, he mingled a look of unease. "You think you're such a know it all don't you." He piped.

And I frankly dislike his way of tone to me, and to think I'm prissy perfect like Granger."You wouldn't say that, when I conjured Stormus Momentum for our pink companion-" I answered coolly.

"And if you ever assume that I'm like Granger you've another thing coming." I finish with a disdainful remark.

For a second, Draco looked–I think- surprised yet turned to his loathing expression. "Well it didn't change my voice did it, Charlton." He glares. Like a four-year old who refuse to tidy his toy chest.

I find it weirdly endearing.

"Amb-Charlton..." he said, his voice still pitched. I manage to get back from earth. "Anyway, I must've conjoined the two spells by mistake and I've had photographic memory... I should've triple checked-" "-Yeah you should've, I can't go out anywhere with a voice like this!" he retorted.

"You can just not talk, that'll be easy enough until I get the antidote." I replied, pointing the obvious. He rolled his eyes and leaped off the high window until he crossed my path. He towered me, at least I think he did?

"Just find the antidote, Amber...before you'd be very sorry." He said, while his breath tickled my face as he left quickly.

He said my first name and why did he have to leave me? Some strange female hormones going on here...