Molly or Malfoy
Summary: Holly still gets Malfoy name wrong and his father will hear about this.
Holly tends to follow people she finds interesting or those that she likes. Not like, like, like really like. Just those that she liked and didn't want to see hurt or dead.
Malfoy was one of those people.
Sure, he was like a Dudley only a wizard, but she liked Malfoy he was fun to tease.
"Would you stop following me mudblood? I'm surprised Potter let's his pet of her lease."
He was loud, annoying, rude and Dudley like only skinner. She still like him though and that's why she followed him.
Her plan should be worthy enough of a Slytherin. Stalk them until they just get used to you enough not to want you dead. It worked well in her head.
"Weasley," Malory said. "Do something about this mudblood following me."
"First of all, Malfoy," Percy said. "I would rather you didn't call my friend such a name and then I might do something about it."
"Fine, but if nothing done about it, I'll tell my father."
"Why not your mother?" Holly asked.
"What?" Malory said looking as if he wasn't expecting her to talk.
"Will I'm sure your mother would love to know what you do at school to. And, by the sound of it you always tell your father. So, why not your mother."
"I don't have to explain myself to you," Malfoy said.
"Come on Holly."
Percy led the way as she slowly turned and wave.
"By Molly."
She couldn't help, but laugh when Malfoy face went red.
"How dare you disrespect the Noble house of Malfoy."
She tuned him out and skipped beside Percy wander through the halls.