Maria met up with Harry, Ron and Hermione at dinner. They had of course heard of her confrontation with Draco.
"Maria what made you do that?" Hermione asked.
"He was annoying me I put him in his place," she explained.
"He will challenge you and destroy you, you won't be able to go to Hogsmead tomorrow," Hermione replied.
"Please, you make him sound like Voldemort," Ron noticeably cringed.
"His dad is a death eater," Ron said, his eyes wide.
"You don't know that, Ron," the other girl mentioned. The subject of the conversation sauntered over to them.
"Bristol, I believe we got off on the wrong foot," Maria rolled her eyes. "See, you should learn to make the right friends, Weasley, Potter and Grainger."
"Malfoy, I'll make friends with whom ever I choose," she turned away.
"The death eaters will return once more and our lord will rise again," with that he tried to leave with his two stooges, but Maria placed a firm grip around his arm.
"Hey Draco," she released her grip and he turned round to face her. "Meet me tonight at eleven in the astronomy tower, a little battle is in order. Oh, and come alone," Draco retreated with his goons.
"Are you absolutely nuts?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm just gonna beat him." Maria bit into a potato.
Hermione was trying to persuade Maria to not go to the tower to meet with Draco but all she got back was pure determination to prove herself.
At ten to eleven, Maria slipped out of the girls' dormitory. She had convinced Hermione that she was just going to leave Draco stranded in the tower. She pulled on her invisibility cloak and left the Griffindor common room through the portrait of the fat lady. Maria hurried to the astronomy tower and waited for her challenger. Draco was twenty minutes late and she wasn't particularly happy.
"Where have you been Draco? Scared are you?" she growled.
"I had to shake off Goyle and Crabbe," he simply replied.
"Fine, you ready, scaredy?"
"I'm not scared by you," she was circling him tapping her wand on her wrist.
"First shots yours," she stated.
"I'm not going to attack you," he said.
"Why?" she muttered a simple spell and sparks flew out of her wand barely missing Draco's head.
"Hey! I'm not going to attack you."
"Accio," she commanded, again she missed him causing a telescope to hover. "Come on Draco, you support the Dark Lord and yet you can't put a simple spell on me." Maria muttered another spell and this time it hit him, which he failed to notice.
"Will you stop that?" he made a grab for her wand snatching it away from her.
"That's not very wizard like," she said her eyes blazing with determination.
"Look, I don't want to hurt you. I'm sorry, okay, you win. You're the better wizard, er witch, er magic person." Maria giggled at his stuttering. "What's so funny?" he demanded.
"My last spell, erm... your purple," she tried to explain through a fit of laughter.
"Purple? What do you mean purple?" he growled.
"My wand?" she said softly. He handed the implement back to her and waited. "Mirrassus," the wall she was pointing at became a mirrored surface that allowed Draco to see what she had done.
"My... my... it's purple," she had turned his white blonde hair purple and Draco couldn't contain his laughter at himself. Maria giggled along with him and removed the mirrored stone and the colour from the Slytherin's hair.
"Sorry," she smiled biting her lip.
"It's okay, you know for a mudblood you're not too bad."
"Who ever said I was a mudblood?" she replied exiting the tower pulling the cloak over her head.

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