The Ravenclaw common room was a hive of hostility that evening, dirty looks from everyone that encountered her, whispers and stares; Spider had more than enough to deal with without this, not now, not tonight. As she sat considering for the appropriate time to keep her teacher waiting, she felt a stirring from across the room, ignoring it she smiled at the thought of him watching the clock. The Malfoy's seemed to be most attractive when angry, that and messy; she had been enjoying that thought until one third year trundled past saying nothing more than "Go back to Slytherin."

Spider flew up and stood tall. "Excuse me."

"I said, GO BACK TO SLYTHERIN."

"And why should I do that, exactly?"

"Don't pretend that you belong here anymore."

"I'm a prefect, your superior, you nasty little squib."

"We all know you're licking Malfoy's arse and you're sounding like him too. Sickening."

Spider was at the brink of tears when voice came from the girl's staircase.

"If anyone's going to be licking anything it'll be you and my feet if you don't get your wand out your arse." It was Dora, soon followed by Rella, the sight of them nearly knocked Spider off her feet. "And if anyone has anything to say about our proud Ravenclaw friend you can answer to us, all three of us. And trust me she's the cleverest witch we've got. Unless any of you have an issue with that I'm acting prefect for a while by taking this little terror off to Flitwick for a suitable punishment you can join me." She lowered her voice so only they could hear "You better get off to wherever you need to be Spider, bloody Potions again I'm assuming? Go on quick; we'll talk when you get back."

Once there Spider found the door locked and no answer from her knocking, so without a second thought 'Alohamora' she unlocked it with a flick of her wand and confidently strode into his private rooms with comfort and no guilt whatsoever. Wondering where he was she moseyed through the room being nosier than she really should, opening any box that she could unlock and flicked through every book on the shelf. Spider began to tire of waiting around for Lucius, she considered leaving however at the very moment that she had stood to leave he came bounding through the door.

"Oh, Spider." He said almost breathlessly "I had to be somewhere."

Spider decided she hadn't the energy to argue or question it, instead she slinked over towards him in a warm welcoming way, arms open wide in an embrace. He held her, kissing her forehead almost forcing it; as he did she felt her hand up to his wrist and felt a sensational burning. Her fingers flinched back nonetheless she carried on; hooking herself round her neck Spider kissed him, deeply, passionately. Pushing his sleeves up his arms Lucius gripped her waist. Spider closed her eyes as she ran her hands over him, for a second time a burning heat sent an intense shooting pain to her fingers and came from his wrist. She couldn't ignore this so she turned to find something more abhorrent than she could imagine. The searing reaction came from the dark mark burned into flesh of his arm. This is where he'd been all this time, that's why he'd been in the woods; all her worse fears had been confirmed, she was sick to the stomach and she recoiled away from him at lightning speed.

"Don't say a fucking word." Spider yelled uncontrollably "He-Shall-Not-Be-Named is bloody back-"

Lucius interrupted her before she had a chance to continue with nothing more than a patronising eye roll; so she when she continued she purposely raised her voice to equally prove her point and to annoy him.

"Oh I do apologise, I forgot you're on first name terms."

"Spider, listen please."

"Leave me alone, YOU MAKE ME SICK!"

Grasping the first the thing she could find Spider gripped onto a thick and weighty book which she quickly and without remorse hurled it at his head which he missed only narrowly. Storming out the room in white rage, Spider slammed the heavy door almost shattering the walls with a tear in her eyes.