[Chapter ten]

I looked at her, tears of anger pouring down her cheeks and knew it had gone past the 'too fair' mark. Her hair knotted into weird twists that looked slightly painful hung loosely around her cheeks, her face plastered white with flour, her shoes enlarged shining brightly up at me reminding me of clowns shoes, her uniform distorted with many bright colors, my friend looked like a clown.

"I'll fucking murder them all! Stupid little basta..-

"Calm down Leona it's not that bad" Kris piped in, trying to calm her down but only managing to increase her bad mood. I bit my lip and held back as her eyes bulged angrily, her nostrils flared and her hands met his head.

"Look at me Kris! Do I look good to you? Have you not seen my fucking hair? You stupid dip shit I look like a clown and all you can say it 'it's not that bad!'"

Kris shrugged as he rubbed the back of his head. "You always look good to me" he mumbled.

However Leona was on a rampage and didn't fully register his words instead she flung herself up the girl's stairs leaving us all slightly unsure of what to do.

Oliver coughed. "I have a feeling I'm next"

"Don't we all!?" Neville Longbottom piped up. I smiled at him, he was right, everyone was fed up of watching their backs.

"Haha! Fred's just slimed Zabini!" George shouted as he ran into the common room, his brother following behind smugly carrying a huge glass jaw.

"Curtsey of Hagrid's many, many animals!" he laughed.

I rolled my eyes. Of course they would get there endless supply from Hagrid's, he was another professor completely blind to what was going on and to be perfectly honest it was pretty hard to be oblivious to what was going on....

"Erm excuse me Peyton?" I turned from my day dream to face a third year, her hair wild and frizzy, her bottle top glasses and cheeky smile, I raised my eye brows.

"Yeah?"

She looked down to a green and silver package, looked back up at me with little frightened eye's and thrust the package into my hands.

"It's from the Slytherin's" The little girl yelped before running off to join her friends. Oliver sat down next to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and smiled, he truly was gorgeous.

Undoing the neat packaging I found myself staring at a little black box with the words.

Beauty of the Gryffindorks.

I hastily pulled the lid off and groaned as thousands of pictures burst out, pictures of every single one of us who had been targeted by Slytherin and all of the terrible things they had done to us. I plucked mine out and shook my head. Malfoy had written a little message underneath.

An improvement, don't you think so?

I scrunched it up and threw it down into the fire. A scream of anger ripping up from my throat.

[Draco Malfoy's P.O.V]

I sat back, my head resting comfortably on my bed as I closed my eyes. Slytherin was one up on the Gryffindor.

Life's good.

I began thinking of more ways to get at them, pull down there defenses and stomp on their little soldiers but every time I did all I got was a picture of Lancaster staring back at me, her eye's squinting at me in anger, her pretty mouth moving but no sounds followed... I put it. I sure hoped she liked my little gift; it took me a whole lot of effort so I hope it wasn't wasted.

"Right that's it Malfoy! Where bringing the big plan ahead." I jumped up, completely taken off guard as Blaise rudely burst into my room bringing a terrible smell with him. I wrinkled my nose when I spotted shit dripping from his clothes.

"C'mon Blaise we both know it's not the right time to-"

"Fuck the time! Have you seen them down there? Where losing if you hadn't noticed so were moving it up "he growled.

"What!? What happened?" I jumped up, grabbed my cloak and wand.

"We got ambushed with dung bombs after class" he snarled watching me grab my things.

"Know who did it?"

"Yeah Dean Thomas and his friends"

Argh just like the Weasley twins...

Moving it up wouldn't change things that much it just meant I would have more to do. I had to act quickly because I was pretty sure the Gryffindorks where about to give up and I didn't want that! No I wanted them to fight until they saw who the real bosses where around here...It's about time Harry Potter saw his beloved house lose.

"Round the boys up" I ordered "Wait! No go shower first, I'll meet you in the common room I have something to do."

I smirked as I rushed down the stairs.

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I followed her silently now, this had to be done correctly or it could mess everything up. I need to mess with her, push her into a place she doesn't want to go. Oh yeah I would do that.

Whoa dude your taking this a little too serious...

I watched as she turned, her hair flowing down her back like the waves oh a calm sea, her feet stepping one before the other much like a models- argh no Malfoy! I ground my teeth together in hope of concentration.

"Oi Lancaster!"

She jumped as she turned her face completely priceless as she did so. I took liberty of this and stepped to her.

Wow she smells like roses..-

"What the hell do you want Malfoy?" Oh it was like that?

I smirked. "Did you like my little gift?" I leaned against the wall, my arms crossed as I did so to show her I was calculating her every move just as she was doing to me, did she really think she stood a chance against Draco Malfoy? C'mon lets be real. This girl was too delicate to even attempt to stun me.

"Yeah it was beautiful!" she spat, her eye's rolling in sarcasm as she turned to walk away.

I don't know why but I touchedher, my hand curling around her small bare arm in what I think was an attempt to get her to stay.

I ripped my hands away like they were burning, my nose scrunched up, my mouth pulled into a sneer.

"Don't walk away from you, scum"

She laughed at me!, She threw her head back and actually laughed at me. Was I not as intimidating as I thought I was? Had I lost it....I growled at her, I was just about to push her back when she turned, still laughing and danced off down the hall.