"Oh peeps and rays of sunshine, aren't I the lucky boy today?" Draco said sarcastically. She grabbed him by the arm this time and led him out of the Hall, most likely in the direction of Madam Pomfrey's. Bella took a quick look around the Hall at the staring students.
"Nothing to see here…" she said, leading Harry back to his seat, and the students began talking and laughing once more. The teachers also resumed their morning rituals, as if nothing out of school rules had occurred.
"I could bitch slap you so bad right now…" said Bella.
"Why?" asked Harry in an 'I'm so cute when I'm injured' voice. Hermione scowled from across the table.
"Because. Was it really necessary to start that?"
"Yes…"
"No, it wasn't. This is what happened at our old school too. Will the madness ever end?" she screamed as she stabbed her toast.
"Good," said Hermione quietly. "Maybe he'll think she's on crack and go back to hanging on my every word."
"I think you're the one on crack, Hermione." Said Ron.
"Did I ask you, flame head?"
"No…" he stared down at his plate.
"Bella," said Hermione. "Where do you find ambidextrous dragons?" asked Hermione with a fake smile. Bella just smiled and rose up from her seat grabbing her books.
"One, Hermione, dragons don't write. Two, if you think I'm that stupid you'll have to try harder. And three, I've got to get to the library and catch up on my studying. See you later guys!" The whole Gryffindor table waved goodbye to her as she left the hall. Hermione looked like she was ready to kill.
"Draco, if you weren't blonde I'd shoot you. You really are quite stupid." Said Christina as she sat next to Malfoy in the Hospital Wing.
"Ouch." He said as Madam Pomfrey applied some red substance to his left eye. "Yeah, well you're really something Christina. I was ready to sacrifice my beautiful face for you." He said as his bruise slowly faded away.
"Conceited."
"Brat."
"Spoiled."
"Proud of it." replied Christina as Madam Pomfrey wiped away the red goop on Draco's face.
"Is it gone?" he asked.
"If you're talking about your ugly face, then no," she said with a grin.
"Oh shut up." He said as he got up to leave.
"Wait!" she moved her hand towards his face. He made to move away but fell backwards onto the floor instead. Madam Pomfrey sighed from within her office.
"Not another injury, I hope, Mr. Malfoy?" she said.
"No," said Christina. "Just punishment for his own stupidity." She moved her hand in at his face again, and wiped off some red goop from under his eye that Madam Pomfrey had missed.
"That's all I wanted," she said as wiped the goop off her finger.
"But is it really?" he asked with a smile.
"Ugh you are full of yourself."
"Proud of it." It was as if somebody was pushing them from behind. They were getting closer and closer, when the door to the Hospital Wing opened. It was Potter. They both scrambled to their feet.
"Oh sorry, didn't see you there. Wouldn't want to interrupt anything…" he said.
"Shove it Potter. We were just leaving." Said Draco as he made his way to the door, Christina following.
"Good. I'm really not up to watching your snog-fest Malfoy."
"My, aren't we pissy today Potter. What's wrong?" Malfoy asked with a puppy face. "Granger not putting out?"
Harry tried to get at Draco again, but Christina stepped in the middle. She grabbed Malfoy and they left the Hospital Wing. On their way outside on the grounds, they ran into Bella.
"Hey!" said Christina, as Bella waved back.
"Oh wonderful. If it's alright with you, I'm going to find Crabbe and Goyle. Whatever it is those morons are doing it has to be better than listening to you two goggle over Oliver Wood or Lockhart or whatever you do…"
"Fine. See you at dinner." She said as Draco descended the stairs to the Hogwarts grounds. For a split second Christina wanted to run after him and go along, but her thoughts were interrupted.
"Hey," said Bella. "How's your morning going?" she asked as they walked over to a large Oak tree and sat under it.
"Oh just glorious. You know, between controlling this whole Superman/Batman rivalry we have going, and caring for a conceited blonde in a Hospital Wing for a half hour, I'd have to say, rather well. You?" Bella smiled.
"You like him don't you?" she said, eyeing Draco, who was standing next to the lake listening to Blaise Zabini ramble about Hoover vacuum cleaners and OxyClean.
"Oh yes Bella. I just love how he stares into his spoon every morning complimenting himself, and how he torments everyone in sight. Finding him attractive is like finding a donkey beautiful."
"You're lying. I can tell." Said Bella, laughing.
"Whatever," she replied. "At least I'm not o0ogling over The Boy Who Lived…"
"I'm not o0ogling, and he's nice. Maybe if you talked to him, instead of Mr. Clorox-head over there, you'd see."
"Ok, one, what would we talk about? 'Hey Harry, tell me, what's it like to know the Dark Lord is after you 24/7?'"
"No…I don't know. He's just a normal kid."
"Bella that kid is far from normal." Said Christina.
"Whatever. Anyway, I wanted to ask you if you've talked to Hermione Granger yet?"
"The mud blood? Oh, sorry. No, but I hear from Pansy Parkinson that she's a real tightwad…"
"Well that's pretty much true, but Christina, don't believe what Parkinson tells you. She's a lying dog." Christina laughed out loud. "Well, it's true. I mean, she reminds me of that dog from MTV. The one with the cigar that insults everybody…"
"Yeah, I know Bella. But us Slytherins have to stick together. As you may or may not know, nobody likes us…"
"Oh everybody's just scared of you. You all have 'the evil within'."
"That's a bunch of shit and you know it." said Christina.
"What is?" came a voice from behind them. It was Pansy. They both looked horrified. They wondered how long she'd been standing there.
"Nothing to see here…" she said, leading Harry back to his seat, and the students began talking and laughing once more. The teachers also resumed their morning rituals, as if nothing out of school rules had occurred.
"I could bitch slap you so bad right now…" said Bella.
"Why?" asked Harry in an 'I'm so cute when I'm injured' voice. Hermione scowled from across the table.
"Because. Was it really necessary to start that?"
"Yes…"
"No, it wasn't. This is what happened at our old school too. Will the madness ever end?" she screamed as she stabbed her toast.
"Good," said Hermione quietly. "Maybe he'll think she's on crack and go back to hanging on my every word."
"I think you're the one on crack, Hermione." Said Ron.
"Did I ask you, flame head?"
"No…" he stared down at his plate.
"Bella," said Hermione. "Where do you find ambidextrous dragons?" asked Hermione with a fake smile. Bella just smiled and rose up from her seat grabbing her books.
"One, Hermione, dragons don't write. Two, if you think I'm that stupid you'll have to try harder. And three, I've got to get to the library and catch up on my studying. See you later guys!" The whole Gryffindor table waved goodbye to her as she left the hall. Hermione looked like she was ready to kill.
"Draco, if you weren't blonde I'd shoot you. You really are quite stupid." Said Christina as she sat next to Malfoy in the Hospital Wing.
"Ouch." He said as Madam Pomfrey applied some red substance to his left eye. "Yeah, well you're really something Christina. I was ready to sacrifice my beautiful face for you." He said as his bruise slowly faded away.
"Conceited."
"Brat."
"Spoiled."
"Proud of it." replied Christina as Madam Pomfrey wiped away the red goop on Draco's face.
"Is it gone?" he asked.
"If you're talking about your ugly face, then no," she said with a grin.
"Oh shut up." He said as he got up to leave.
"Wait!" she moved her hand towards his face. He made to move away but fell backwards onto the floor instead. Madam Pomfrey sighed from within her office.
"Not another injury, I hope, Mr. Malfoy?" she said.
"No," said Christina. "Just punishment for his own stupidity." She moved her hand in at his face again, and wiped off some red goop from under his eye that Madam Pomfrey had missed.
"That's all I wanted," she said as wiped the goop off her finger.
"But is it really?" he asked with a smile.
"Ugh you are full of yourself."
"Proud of it." It was as if somebody was pushing them from behind. They were getting closer and closer, when the door to the Hospital Wing opened. It was Potter. They both scrambled to their feet.
"Oh sorry, didn't see you there. Wouldn't want to interrupt anything…" he said.
"Shove it Potter. We were just leaving." Said Draco as he made his way to the door, Christina following.
"Good. I'm really not up to watching your snog-fest Malfoy."
"My, aren't we pissy today Potter. What's wrong?" Malfoy asked with a puppy face. "Granger not putting out?"
Harry tried to get at Draco again, but Christina stepped in the middle. She grabbed Malfoy and they left the Hospital Wing. On their way outside on the grounds, they ran into Bella.
"Hey!" said Christina, as Bella waved back.
"Oh wonderful. If it's alright with you, I'm going to find Crabbe and Goyle. Whatever it is those morons are doing it has to be better than listening to you two goggle over Oliver Wood or Lockhart or whatever you do…"
"Fine. See you at dinner." She said as Draco descended the stairs to the Hogwarts grounds. For a split second Christina wanted to run after him and go along, but her thoughts were interrupted.
"Hey," said Bella. "How's your morning going?" she asked as they walked over to a large Oak tree and sat under it.
"Oh just glorious. You know, between controlling this whole Superman/Batman rivalry we have going, and caring for a conceited blonde in a Hospital Wing for a half hour, I'd have to say, rather well. You?" Bella smiled.
"You like him don't you?" she said, eyeing Draco, who was standing next to the lake listening to Blaise Zabini ramble about Hoover vacuum cleaners and OxyClean.
"Oh yes Bella. I just love how he stares into his spoon every morning complimenting himself, and how he torments everyone in sight. Finding him attractive is like finding a donkey beautiful."
"You're lying. I can tell." Said Bella, laughing.
"Whatever," she replied. "At least I'm not o0ogling over The Boy Who Lived…"
"I'm not o0ogling, and he's nice. Maybe if you talked to him, instead of Mr. Clorox-head over there, you'd see."
"Ok, one, what would we talk about? 'Hey Harry, tell me, what's it like to know the Dark Lord is after you 24/7?'"
"No…I don't know. He's just a normal kid."
"Bella that kid is far from normal." Said Christina.
"Whatever. Anyway, I wanted to ask you if you've talked to Hermione Granger yet?"
"The mud blood? Oh, sorry. No, but I hear from Pansy Parkinson that she's a real tightwad…"
"Well that's pretty much true, but Christina, don't believe what Parkinson tells you. She's a lying dog." Christina laughed out loud. "Well, it's true. I mean, she reminds me of that dog from MTV. The one with the cigar that insults everybody…"
"Yeah, I know Bella. But us Slytherins have to stick together. As you may or may not know, nobody likes us…"
"Oh everybody's just scared of you. You all have 'the evil within'."
"That's a bunch of shit and you know it." said Christina.
"What is?" came a voice from behind them. It was Pansy. They both looked horrified. They wondered how long she'd been standing there.