When I went back to Hogwarts nothing majorly important happened aside from classes, hanging friend and visiting Hagrid. I went back home for the Easter holidays and predictably stuffed by face with delicious chocolate. The year flew with countless fun events with my friends and my cousins. I didn't hang out with Albus much but more than before Christmas. I only got glares from Malfoy in the corridor which didn't result in any dramatic events, thanks be to Merlin!
I was in the library studying for the end of first year exams that were fast approaching and starting to give me nightmares. And to add to it the teachers had been so kind to give us a heavying amount of homework. So I was up to my elbow with work, but I planned to make it all pay off. I would cry if I saw a single troll on my results paper.
The Library was full. All the tables had people occupying them. I was on my own at my favourite corner table next to one of the windows. It was quiet there; plenty of natural daylight and a view of the grounds to look out on if my eyes needed a break from the pages of my textbooks.
I was taking a break from rereading the potion's textbook looking out the window, my hands fiddling with the bracelet my parents gave me for Christmas under the table. I was at the Library for hours on end, this was the first time I took a break, only because my eyes felt like they were about to bleed with all the knowledge they were examining.
The chair across from me creaked as it was pulled out across from me. I snapped out of my thoughts and turned my head from the window thinking it was one of my cousins or Abby or Jane. But no it wasn't, it was to my disbelief the one the only Malfoy. I gave him a look of confusion as he sat down across from me. My expression quickly turned to anger when I remembered my hatred of Malfoy. I thought our encounters were gone, grown out of, never to happen again, I hoped.
Malfoy pulled his books, pretending I wasn't there. I watched him cautiously as he flicked his one of his books to a marked page. I stared daggers at him, wondering if my stare would make him leave. Malfoy kept sneaking looks at me to see if I had gone.
"What?" Malfoy snapped annoyed finally having enough.
"Why are you here?" I asked trying not to sound curious.
"I have to study, the Slytherin common room is too loud." Said Malfoy.
"No, I mean why are you sitting at my table?" I asked impatiently.
"Since when is this your table? I don't see Weasley written anywhere." Said Malfoy. "You think I actually wanted to sit here?"
"I bloody hope not."
"The rest of the tables in the Library are full." Stated Malfoy. "I walked around the place twice. Anyway you looked like you were done, Weasley."
"I'm not done, Malfoy." I retorted. "I'm actually planning to stay here for a long time."
"So am I, I have a lot of work to do, Weasley." Said Malfoy. "So shut you face."
"Don't you tell me to shut my face, Malfoy!" I said little too loudly earning me a shhh from Madam Pince.
I shot her an apologetic look.
"You were talking too." I said lowering my voice significantly.
"Please kept talking Weasley." Said Malfoy smirking "You might do me the favour of getting yourself throw out of the library. Hopefully permanently."
"Same to you, Malfoy." I snapped. "Why are you even studying? I thought you were planning to keep up your 'cool' reputation by failing everything."
Malfoy sarcastically laughed.
"I am planning to get an O in everything." Said Malfoy proudly. "You, Weasley will probably only get a P and that's being generous."
I glared at him. "For your information I can guarantee that I'm going to get all O's. But you Malfoy, I think you seriously overestimating your abilities."
I smirked as the tip of his ears turned red, he quickly composed himself.
"I didn't think being clumsy was a type of intelligence." Snapped Malfoy.
I felt my whole face heat up red.
"I am not-"
"But you are. You're always tipping over things over the castle, getting lost, dropping and breaking things." Expanded Malfoy.
"What are you doing looking at me!?" I snapped prepares too loudly.
"Get out!" yelled Madam Pince coming towards us with a feather duster in her hand. "Get out now! You're disturbing the peace!"
"Says the person yelling." Said Malfoy quietly, but loud enough for everyone to hear.
I covered my mouth with my sleeve to sniffle a laugh.
"Out! OUT!" yelled Madam Pince hearing Malfoy threating us with the feather duster.
I grabbed my things not wanting to feel the wrath of Madam Pince's feather duster. I didn't have time to put my things in my bag since Madam Pince was pushing us towards the door. I was carrying everything in a bundle in my arms.
Madam Pince slammed the door when Malfoy and I were outside the Library giving us a cold look that clearly said 'don't you dare come back anytime soon'.
Malfoy laughed fixing his stuff into his bag.
"It not funny Malfoy, you could've got me banned." I said angrily.
I put my books into my bag.
"Grow a sense of humour, Weasley."
"What a vile one like yours?"
"Yes, Weasley." He said walking away.
I glared him as he walked away hoping had he would explode into tiny pieces and I would never have to deal with him again.
