I know it's been a minute. Please bare with me. I put this piece down only to reread it and be inspired all over again. I'm working on getting a normal schedule going.
Anyway I hope you like this chapter.
Cormac had walked Campbell all the way to Potions even though he had class across the castle. "You really didn't have to, it's such a long walk back," Campbell said when she found out he had Charms.
"It's worth it just be near someone as fit as you Little Nott." Barely anyone ever called her Campbell or just Nott. Her brother was Nott and she was always just seen as his sister. She rolled her eyes at his attempt at a compliment.
"I suppose I will see you on the field today after classes." It was more of a question, to see if he was going to try out or not.
"Oh you were serious about trying out. That's cool. And hey, don't sweat it if you don't make the team, it's a pretty rough game." He smiled down at her but Campbell frowned.
"I'm a tough girl, I think I can handle a little game of quidditch." She reached for her bag that was still on Cormac's shoulder.
He stepped back out of reach. "I'm sure. I'm just worried about you that's all." He was being condescending and Campbell knew it.
She gave him a sugar sweet smile. "That's kind of you but I'm sure I'll be fine." She reached for her bag again but Cormac side stepped her. "Can I have my bag back please?"
He stepped forward, so close she had to step back. Her back hit the wall behind her, he had effectively caged her in. "I'll give you the bag if you give me a kiss."
Campbell could hear the hallways start filling up with students. She bit her lip and looked at Cormac. "Come on, I just want to get inside and set up my table." She reached for her bag but Cormac placed his hand on the wall behind her so the bag wouldn't be slipped off his arm.
"And I just want a little kiss," he tried. "Come on Little Nott, just one kiss." Campbell didn't like how forward he was being but she didn't know how to say no. In her experience guys didn't take it well.
"I don't really think it's proper, I mean I barely know you," she tried. McLaggan leaned in then trying to close the distance between his face and hers. She put a hand on his chest to try and push him away. "Cormac, stop."
Suddenly he wasn't there anymore. "She doesn't want you grubby lips on her, leave it be and give the lady her bag." Campbell saw Blaise and Malfoy staring at Cormac as Malfoy talked.
"Oh come on Baby," Cormac said stepping towards her again.
Blaise put a hand on his chest. "The bag mate."
Cormac looked at the boys. He huffed and dropped her bag to the floor. "As if I'd want to kiss a Death Eater slag anyway." Then he stormed away.
Blaise picked up Campbell's bag and went to hand it to her, but she didn't seem to notice. She was just staring at the floor, not moving. "Hey," Blaise tried. "Little Nott, you okay?" But there was no response.
Campbell felt as though she was in first year again. Scared of everyone and everything. She needed to find Theo. He could fix this. He could fix anything. Where was Theo?
"Take her stuff inside, I'll fix this," Malfoy said, motioning to her. Blaise nodded and went inside.
Malfoy stepped close to her, almost as close as Cormac, but he had a very different look on his face. "Get it together Nott." She looked up at him. "This is not the time or the place to be dramatic."
Anger flooded her vision. "Oh I'm sorry, is this inconvenient for you?"
Malfoy stuffed his hands into the pockets of his robes. "As a matter of fact, it is. I don't like having to babysit my friend's cry baby sister." Campbell looked like she was going to unleash on him but he continued. "Stop acting like a target and people will stop treating you like one," he hissed. Then he strode inside as if nothing happened.
Campbell was left sputtering in the hall. She stormed into the classroom to see it already was mostly full. Blaise had taken the liberty of setting her stuff at a table he was already occupying. She stormed up to Malfoy though, who was at a table next to Blaise.
She raised a hand and slapped him across the face. The sound reverberated through the suddenly very quiet room. "You have no right to ever speak to me like that, do you understand?"
Malfoy glared down at her. "Don't you ever strike me again witch." She raised a hand again but he grabbed her wrist so hard Campbell thought it might leave bruises. "Maybe if you weren't acting so pathetic I wouldn't have said anything at all."
Campbell wrenched her wrist out of his grip. "We will settle this on the quidditch pitch," she warned.
"Oh I'm shaking," Malfoy mumbled as she went to sit next to Blaise. Everyone in the room went back to whatever they were doing before hand but there were still many eyes glancing sidelong at the two Slytherins.
I know I know. It's been a minute. Sorry.
Please read and review and remember, I just own Campbell, everyone else was born from the mind of JK
