Diora sat lazily around the stone Slytherin common room that night. She
thought about what she was going to do about Draco, and maybe figure out a
way to get him expelled. Just then, Draco walked into the room, and sat
down in a chair. His two fat sidekicks, who she quickly learned to be
Crabbe and Goyle, stood beside him, to either side.
"So..."
She looked up, startled by his voice. "So what?" She snapped back.
"Er...nothing." He replied suddenly.
She tilted her head a couple degrees to the right. "Oh?" She questioned.
"Well...I was kind of wondering.whe- if you were a mudblood." He stopped short in his sentence.
"Yeah. I'm a mudblood. Got a problem with it?" She snapped back.
His face paled even more then it did at supper, before. "Oh. Just like Granger, Potter's little girlfriend."
"Potter? Who the fuck is that?" She questioned again.
A slight surprised look crossed his face. "I never thought I'd see the day! Some one who doesn't know who famous Harry Potter is!" He jumped to his feet, walking over to her. He held out his hand for her to shake. "You are my idol."
A slight curious looked crossed over her slightly pale face. "You're.idol?" She shook his hand, curiously. "I want to know who this Potter dude is."
He gestured with his head, towards the entrance. "Come on. I'll show you. That is, if goody Potter is out this late at night."
She was surprised by his sudden attitude towards her. He led her out of the common room, Crabbe and Goyle to either side of them. They walked in silence up the stone steps from the dungeons, into the library.
She looked around curiously, and saw a few study groups together.
Draco grabbed her arm, leading her over towards a small table.
She looked around it, and saw the redheaded boy from supper, a black haired boy, who had glasses. His green eyes read over a large, old book, his messy black hair in his face. Across from him, was a girl with bushy hair, her nose about two inches away from the book.
"Potter, Weasel...Mudblood Granger."
All three of them looked up, hearing his sneering voice. They all muttered at once. "Malfoy. Crabbe.Goyle."
Draco whipped out his wand, and pointed it at Potter. He called out, "Incarceous!" and suddenly ropes twisted around him. Granger stood up, nearly knocked her chair over, and beside her, Ron stood up also, his ears as red as his hair.
"STOP IT!" Cried Granger.
Draco pointed his wand at Granger this time. "Shut the hell up, or you get it too."
She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could get anything out, Draco yelled out "SILENCIO!" and she shut her mouth, knowing that she couldn't talk.
Ron pointed his wand at Draco, his face red. "YOUR CRACKED MALFOY! YOUR GONNA GET IT!" He pointed his wand at Malfoy, and yelled out "FURNUNCULUS!" and large boils formed over Malfoy's pale face and body.
Malfoy screamed out in pain. "OW!"
Di turned around, and punched him in the jaw. "SAY SORRY!"
He just whimpered, and grabbed his jaw.
She soon forgot about being a witch. She punched him in the stomach, winding him.
Harry was just about to thank her, but she stormed out of the Library, and down to her common room. She looked around the common room, and saw Pansy Parkinson coming towards her. "YOU'RE UGLY! GO AWAY!" she screamed, then looked at some first years. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU'RE BEING TOO LOUD!" The first years that were huddled in a corner huddled up even more. She looked over at a large seventh year. "YOU CAN`T SIT THERE! GET OUT OF THAT SPOT!" She grabbed a pillow off of a nearby couch, and threw it at him. The Seventh year whipped out his wand, pointing it at her. But before he even said anything, he was flat on his back. Clearly she did the leg-locker curse on him, as her thin, short, black wand was in her left hand. "Teach you to try and curse me," she spat. She looked around the common room, glaring at everyone. She looked over at Flint, the Slytherin Qudditch team captain. "Why do all you 'Slytherin's' think they're 'all that'? They're just a bunch of pig headed ugly gits!" And with that, she stormed up to her dormitory, throwing shut the curtains behind her.
"So..."
She looked up, startled by his voice. "So what?" She snapped back.
"Er...nothing." He replied suddenly.
She tilted her head a couple degrees to the right. "Oh?" She questioned.
"Well...I was kind of wondering.whe- if you were a mudblood." He stopped short in his sentence.
"Yeah. I'm a mudblood. Got a problem with it?" She snapped back.
His face paled even more then it did at supper, before. "Oh. Just like Granger, Potter's little girlfriend."
"Potter? Who the fuck is that?" She questioned again.
A slight surprised look crossed his face. "I never thought I'd see the day! Some one who doesn't know who famous Harry Potter is!" He jumped to his feet, walking over to her. He held out his hand for her to shake. "You are my idol."
A slight curious looked crossed over her slightly pale face. "You're.idol?" She shook his hand, curiously. "I want to know who this Potter dude is."
He gestured with his head, towards the entrance. "Come on. I'll show you. That is, if goody Potter is out this late at night."
She was surprised by his sudden attitude towards her. He led her out of the common room, Crabbe and Goyle to either side of them. They walked in silence up the stone steps from the dungeons, into the library.
She looked around curiously, and saw a few study groups together.
Draco grabbed her arm, leading her over towards a small table.
She looked around it, and saw the redheaded boy from supper, a black haired boy, who had glasses. His green eyes read over a large, old book, his messy black hair in his face. Across from him, was a girl with bushy hair, her nose about two inches away from the book.
"Potter, Weasel...Mudblood Granger."
All three of them looked up, hearing his sneering voice. They all muttered at once. "Malfoy. Crabbe.Goyle."
Draco whipped out his wand, and pointed it at Potter. He called out, "Incarceous!" and suddenly ropes twisted around him. Granger stood up, nearly knocked her chair over, and beside her, Ron stood up also, his ears as red as his hair.
"STOP IT!" Cried Granger.
Draco pointed his wand at Granger this time. "Shut the hell up, or you get it too."
She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could get anything out, Draco yelled out "SILENCIO!" and she shut her mouth, knowing that she couldn't talk.
Ron pointed his wand at Draco, his face red. "YOUR CRACKED MALFOY! YOUR GONNA GET IT!" He pointed his wand at Malfoy, and yelled out "FURNUNCULUS!" and large boils formed over Malfoy's pale face and body.
Malfoy screamed out in pain. "OW!"
Di turned around, and punched him in the jaw. "SAY SORRY!"
He just whimpered, and grabbed his jaw.
She soon forgot about being a witch. She punched him in the stomach, winding him.
Harry was just about to thank her, but she stormed out of the Library, and down to her common room. She looked around the common room, and saw Pansy Parkinson coming towards her. "YOU'RE UGLY! GO AWAY!" she screamed, then looked at some first years. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU'RE BEING TOO LOUD!" The first years that were huddled in a corner huddled up even more. She looked over at a large seventh year. "YOU CAN`T SIT THERE! GET OUT OF THAT SPOT!" She grabbed a pillow off of a nearby couch, and threw it at him. The Seventh year whipped out his wand, pointing it at her. But before he even said anything, he was flat on his back. Clearly she did the leg-locker curse on him, as her thin, short, black wand was in her left hand. "Teach you to try and curse me," she spat. She looked around the common room, glaring at everyone. She looked over at Flint, the Slytherin Qudditch team captain. "Why do all you 'Slytherin's' think they're 'all that'? They're just a bunch of pig headed ugly gits!" And with that, she stormed up to her dormitory, throwing shut the curtains behind her.