Filius Flitwick was half goblin and he had heard plenty of slurs about his person. Of course he didn't let that stop him from gaining a mastery in Charms and becoming the number one international duelist. His mother had died happy knowing that her race hadn't stopped him from becoming all that he could be and his father had died in rage knowing that his son was more powerful than he, a pureblood could be.
"Filthy Mudblood! You need to learn your place."
"And what place is that? Above you in power, academics and the ability to think before I open my mouth?" There was a growl and a yelp.
"Licking my boots you whore." Filius rounded the corner and found the sight before him unsurprising. Miss Hermione Granger was the best student in her year, and the year above hers. Seventh years came to ask for the third years help and when that happened it tended to spark some hatred. Young Draco Malfoy had backed the girl into a corner with four of his friends to back him up. He watched as the girl wiped her mouth were he had back handed her and stood up, fire glinting in her eyes.
"What, resorting to muggle techniques because you know if you cast a spell I'll turn it back three-fold?" He had to hand it to the girl, even though the odds were against her she stood her ground. maybe that's why she wasn't sorted into his house. Oh well, there had been nothing he could do three years prior and there was nothing he could do now.
"As if you could possibly beat a pureblood filth." The blonde boy sneered as his lackey's all chuckled their amusement. Hermione drew her wand and Filius watched as the others stilled.
"Call me filth one more time ferret and you won't know what hit you." She was using excellent tactics. By calling Mr. Malfoy by that ridiculous name she was causing him to get angry enough to through the first spell. And from the way her eyes flickered over to meet his she knew that if he struck first she would be able to walk away scott free.
"Why you little Mudblood!" A flash of red and then she was a whirl of motion. He had to admire her skill as a third year. She quickly stuck the boys to the floor with sticking charms before throwing up a strong shield charm. While the boys tried to run she quickly silenced them all.
"Are you going to come out professor?"
I got to here and then I came to an abrupt stop. For some reason my brain doesn't want me to continue but that's alright! Maybe sometime later I'll come back and write more on this. Who knows?