Chapter Six: Detentions's for All
Missy was sitting on her bed brushing her hair, while she hummed softly to herself. She was by herself in the room, and could do pretty much anything she wanted. That is until she heard a tapping sound at the window. She got off her bed, and flung her long hair over her shoulder and went to the window. Outside was a scrawny looking barn owl. She opened the window and the bird flew into the room and landed on Hermione's bed.
"Crap." Was all Missy said as she took at giant leap onto the bed hoping the catch the darn animal. But just her luck he flew away. She ran round the room trying to catch the bird but every time she came within inches of the bird it flew away. Missy reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand in a fit of fury. She aimed the wand and started to say those magic words.
"Petrificus Tota..." She would have gotten the words out and had the bird in a full body bind, if it wasn't for the creaking of the dorm room door. Hermione stood at the door almost shocked out of her wits. There was Missy's wand pointed at some unknown force.
"Missy!" She exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
"I was trying to rid the world of a barn owl, who invites its self into other peoples spaces." She said sounding very aggravated by the intrusion.
"What do you mean?"
"The damn owl flew in when I opened the window and now it won't leave." Missy said.
"Well did you take the letter off his leg?" Hermione asked like she was stating the obvious.
"Why would anyone put a letter on an owl's leg?" Missy asked back, while rolling her eyes like it was the most preposterous thing she had ever heard. Hermione just smiled and remember what Professor McGonnagall had just told her a few minutes earlier.
"She's not use to this world, Hermione. We all have to strive to remember that she grew up as a muggle with muggle things. The most normal things for us, would be the strangest for her to even understand. I hope you will take it upon yourself to help her adjust to this new place." The words echoed through her head.
"Here let me show you." She said while holding out her arm and the brown owl flew over to her.
"In the wizarding world we use something called 'Owl Post', it's the most reliable way to send word." She said while undoing the letter form the owl.
"Hasn't anyone ever heard of E-mail?" Missy questioned.
"Well yes, but that's only in the Muggle world. It doesn't work here."
"I have been brought back to the middle-ages!" Missy practically yelled out in flustration. She walked back over to her bed and flopped down on to.
"I'm really starting to dislike this damn place." She said under her breath so Hermione wouldn't hear.
"Hey Missy," Hermione called out after dispatching the owl back to the night sky. "The letter is for you." She through it over to the bed and Missy looked at it as if it might bite her. Hermione noticed the odd look Missy was giving the letter and walked over to it.
"What's wrong Missy?" She asked. Missy didn't look up from the letter that was still sitting on her bed. Hermione almost thought that she hadn't heard the question, but then Missy let out a sigh as if she had been holding her breath for days on end.
"No body knows I'm here." She said looking up at Hermione.
"Do you want me to open it? It's probably Professor McGonnagall owling you to give you you're knew class schedule." She said as she took the letter off the bed and started to open it up. Missy kept her gaze down at the bed. Hermione read the letter to herself then smiled down at Missy.
"The letter is from Snape. It's informing you that you have a detention with Flinch to night at Eight." Missy sighed once again and looked a little more relived at what the letter said.
"Well you should probably get to Flinch's. I'll talk to you later about fighting with a Professor." She said with a smile, then left the dorm room. Missy sat on her bed and smiled once again. She reached under her bed and pulled out a deskmen and head phones. She placed the headphones on her head then whispered a charm to the discman that started to play the music. Missy walked down the halls listening to her music, walking every step in beat to the music and humming along.
"Last chance to dance out in back of the bar." She sang as she rounded the bend and came almost face to face with a tall red head, who would have been rather good looking if it wasn't for the black eye he was sporting. Missy looked into his blue eyes and smile. "Shakin' hands, nice to meet you, I don't who you are." She sang the next part of the song when went around the tall boy who still stood there stunned. Missy walked into the Trophy room and smiled.
"At least I'll have some company tonight." She thought to herself as she pulled off her headphones and looked at the other boy. He had deep green eyes and black hair. He was about the same height as the other boy she had saw on her way, but he wasn't sporting any black eyes or bruises that she could see. Before she could say anything, yet another man walked in.
"Potter, Weasley." He said looking at the one boy, and then the red-haired one appeared in the door way. "Ah good you both here. You know what to do." Was all the man said, and both of the boy grabbed cloths an set to work. The men looked down at a sheet of paper and smiled. "Looks like you boys are going to have to company of Mr. Malfoy for the evening." He said with a mean laugh. Both of the boys groaned in unison. The man turned to leave the room, when he came to face Missy.
"And you are?" He asked.
"Missy Mcra. I got a letter saying I was serving my detention with you." She said.
"No, your not on my list. You must be serving with Ms. Granger. She should be along any moment now." He said while writing something down on a piece of paper. Just then Hermione came crashing into the room throwing her book bag into a corner and smiling.
"Sorry Mr. Flinch. I got held up at the library." She said while taking the note from his hand and read it to herself. "Yes I will see that this problem is dealt with." She finished saying as she hurried Mr Flinch out of the room. Then came back in. "Hey Harry, Ron!" She cried out sounding very giddy. Both of the boys looked up from what they were doing and smiled. "I'd like you to meet, Missy. Missy these are my two best and most trusted friends in the entire universe." She said introducing them to each other. Harry wiped his hands on his pants then held it out to shake. "Nice to meet you Missy." He said with a big grin on his face.
"Pleasure is all mine." She replied back with a cute smile on her face. She looked beyond him and saw the other boy just standing there.
"Oy! Ron come meet Hermione's new friend!" He bellowed not taking his eyes of Missy. Ron nervously walked up to her and held out his hand that he was using all he might to not have start shaking.
"Nice to meet you, Ron." Missy said with the same cute smile on her face. Both boys just looked at her, and Missy could feel herself start to blush. Hermione noticed the looks that were passing from Ron and Harry towards Missy. However Missy wasn't returning their looks.
"You two look as if you never seen a pretty girl before!" Hermione said while hitting Ron playfully in the chest.
"That because they've been friends with you for seven years." Came a cold voice from the door way. The tension in the room whet from being bad to being a thousand- times worse.
"Malfoy, you're late!" Hermione yelled out. Her voice was like a chain saw cutting through ice.
"Sorry you're Highness. I'll try to be more prompt like you are." He said with a drawl in his icy voice. Hermione just rolled her eyes at his antics.
"All right boys, time to get cleaning." Hermione said looking at all three boys, who grunted and picked up cloths and started to clean the Trophies. Missy noticed that Ron and Harry worked together quietly while the other boy whom she had run into yesterday worked by himself.
"Missy, you can go help Mr Malfoy over there cleaning those Trophies." She said with a face that looked like it was the last thing she wanted to have her friend doing. Missy just smiled and walked over to where Malfoy was working a put her head phones on and started to work cleaning the Trophies while listening to her music. This wasn't really a punishment for her, seeing as she was use to cleaning things. It kind of made her feel like she was back at home in away. As she cleaned the award's she red what they were for. ' Gryffindor House cup '85' 'Quiddittch Champions 1995' and under that had the Slytherin cress. Mindlessly cleaning Missy didn't really pay much attention to what was going on around her. When she had first started cleaning, she had made mental notes about everything. She analysed each of the guys and Hermione. She started at Harry.
"Harry Potter." She thought to herself. "He's talk like all the other boys at this school, and fairly well built. But seems to like hiding under that bowl cut of his. And those glasses aren't the most becoming on him, but give him this sweet cuteness to him." She continued to scan him over making more mental notes. "He's mysterious." She thought. "Very mysterious. But there is just something about him. Some thing I don't understand, but in a way I do." She thought. Then she looked over at the boy named Ron. "He has potential little taller then Harry, but built almost the same. He's not as mysterious. He not mysterious at all. He has this home-grown country boy feel about him. His red hair is kind of cute, but not my type. He seems to, much of the really good friend type. He's really shy and every time he looks at him he blushes." She said to herself. "It's kind of weird." Her eyes went over to Hermione, who had her nose in a book and wasn't paying much attention to what was going on. Ron and Harry were putting the trophy shiner on the back of the coat, that Malfoy's had taken off. "She seems nice enough. But nothing like Bev." She smiled at the thought of her, very best friend Beverly. "God I miss you Bev." She said with a sigh. Over in the corner Ron and Harry had finished destroying Malfoy's coat and were trying not to laugh to hard. Harry lend up against once of the cases and pushed his black hair off his forehead and slipt down to the ground. Missy saw a scar the shape of a lightening bolt, paltered to his head.
"What happened to your forehead?" She called over to him as she through her rag onto the floor, and walked over. Harry jumped off his feet and instantly stalked over to Malfoy.
"What did you do to my forehead?" He demanded loudly.
"Oh come on Potter. Do you really think I want to draw more attention to your head?" Malfoy said in an irradiated voice. Harry walked over to one of the Trophy cases and looked at his reflection. And saw that nothing had changed with his scar. He looked over at Missy and rolled his eyes. Surprised by the look she had gotten from him, she decided to push this one.
"Seriously Harry, what happened? Did you fall or something when you were a child." She asked. Everyone in the room looked at her as if she were an alien. A look she was getting very use to. Harry looked confused himself. He wasn't sure how to respond to the question, or even tell if Missy was being sincere. Malfoy looked as if he had just hit the jack pot.
"Did hell just freeze over?!" He said with the giddiness of a school girl. Everyone just looked at him and sent dirty looks his way. But he wanted to remember this moment till the day he died.
"A person who doesn't know who Harry Potter is!" He said mostly directed to Harry, but Missy was starting to feel very stupid now.
"Oh of course she knows who Harry is." Hermione said getting fed-up with everyone behaviour that night. Missy looked at Harry and smiled shyly.
"Sorry I have no clue who you are." Malfoy grunted, because he knew what was going to come next. They were going to tell the story. "Great." He thought to himself. "Know I get to hear the damn story for the six-billionth time!" He thought to himself.
"Stupid mudbloods." He said under his breath. Missy heard what he said and turned around to face him.
"Pardon me? Care to repeat that for everyone else to hear?" She said not showing a hint of anger, even tho she could feel it burning inside her.
Malfoy knew he shouldn't pick this fight, but he just couldn't resist.
"I said stupid MUDBLOODS!" He spoke loudly and put a hard emphasis on the mudbloods part. Hermione looked angry. Harry looked ticked off. Ron looked pissed off.
"Got anything else you like to say?" Missy growled back at him.
"Oh I have a lot to say. But the biggest one is, that I'm surrounded by dirty little MUDBLOODS, and muggle-loving fools, who's only reason, in life is to give me and my friends so comic relief." He said with a mean smile on his face. Hermione was about to yell out something to stop anything from happening, but Missy beat her to it. Missy didn't blink, but she did raise her hand into a tight fist, that took her whole body by control. She pushed her arm forward with such force that it collied with Malfoy's cheek bone, and you could almost hear the cracking sound. Malfoy was so surprised by the sudden punch to his face, that he stumbled back wards, but if that wasn't enough he tripped over the stool that had his nice greased jacket on it and went tumbling backwards on top of it. Missy turned back around too look at the stunned faces or her friends. Two her grinning madly at her and the other was trying to look serious but was having a hard time of it.
"Seventy-Five points from Gryffindor!" Came an angry voice. Malfoy preformed a quick healing spell in his jaw and got up.
"I'll give you Seventy-five points from Gryffindor!" Missy yelled out then went charging back at him.