366 prompt: Filthy

Ultimate Battle - Single Accessory x2

Chocolate Frog Challenge - (Bronze) Antonin Dolohov - Challenge (2): Write an Antonin/Molly story. BONUS = 7 knut prize

Prefects

Molly Prewett/Antonin Dolohov

I've put Molly as a Hufflepuff just because I always picture her being in a different house than Arthur - especially after Arthur tells his story, about how he would go on walks with Molly and get back late and be locked out of his common room (and it sounds like he's locked out alone)

Antonin Dolohov had only fallen in love once in his life. He remembered the first time he saw her, and wondered how he had never noticed her before. The girl - a Hufflepuff prefect, had been put on patrols with him, her red curls pinned to the back of her head. She wasn't stick thin like the other girls, instead, had some curves to her, but Antonin found he preferred the curvy girl to the ones that starved themselves.

The new prefect schedule allowed for him to patrol the corridors twice a week, and Antonin found himself looking forward to those moments that he would meet her in the entrance hall and begin their rounds. At first the conversation had remained halted and awkward between them, but after the second week, conversation replaced the silence.

Antonin was the one to draw her out of her shell, taking about whatever popped into his head, though avoiding mention of his friends and the rumours that were starting to appear - a muggle disappearing here, a pure-blood being found there. He didn't want her to see the dark side of him.

All he knew was that he was in love, and she was a pure-blood - a Prewett. The family were neutral... for now.

Molly in return began to talk about her family - her parents dying, just months before, and her raising her two younger brothers - ones that Dolohov vaguely knew of. Twins, he recalled. Gryffindors.

He kept his thoughts to himself. They could be swayed if their sister was. He wondered whether Molly would prefer a courting bracelet before he officially asked her out, or further into the relationship he was sure they would have.

...oOo...

He glared at the back of Arthur Weasley as the other boy danced with Molly on the dance-floor. His request to take her to the Yule Ball had come too late. She already had a date, though she looked saddened at the fact that she had to turn him down. Dolohov just hoped that she had a terrible time with Arthur and came running into his arms.

His own date had disappeared with her friends to the bathroom, and Dolohov wondered - not for the first time - how to get Arthur out of the way.

By the end of the night, his thoughts had shifted. Molly was the one to choose Arthur over him. Molly was the one who hadn't even looked his way, not even offering him a dance. Where was the friendship he had worked to build? She was choosing a filthy blood-traitor over him?

He resisted reaching for his wand to teach the redhead a lesson. If she ended up with Weasley, she would be on the other side of the war - she would also be a filthy blood-traitor. He would get his chance to get his revenge. His gaze moved to the sixth-year twins that were nearby, watching Arthur and making sure he didn't make a move on their sister.

He would definitely get his revenge.

500 Words

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