Somethings In This World Just Don't Make Sense
Chapter 3
"Maragret. Wake up." someone nudged her shoulder. She opened her eyes and saw Cho. She smiled slightly and then sat up slowly. "Listen, I'm sorry about last night. That stupid Weasley kid shouldn't have ruined your concert." Cho added. Margaret glared at her and stood up.
"It wasn't the red-headed boy's fault. It was that Draco Malfoy kid. The red-head was trying to save my concert!" Margaret yelled. She took a deep breath and looked down at her feet. "I'm sorry Cho. I guess I just..." she trailed off, leaving her sentence hanging in mid-air.
Cho smiled and got to her feet as well.
"I understand. You like him." she moved a stray strand of hair from her face and smiled wider, you know, the kind of smile you get when you know someone likes someone else and you're just waiting to tell everyone about it! Margaret looked up very quickly. She bit her bottom lip lightly and sighed.
"Yeah. I do." she locked Cho with a serious your-my-best-friend-so-I'm-counting-on-you-to-keep-this-a-secret-look, "Your my best friend and I'm counting on you to keep this a secret." Margaret stuck out her hand. Cho groaned but took it, meaning she wouldn't tell, though she was bursting inside to.
They smiled and Cho left, leaving Margaret alone to get dressed for the day. She lifted her bed-head hair and dropped it. She kicked open her trunk and pulled out her robe, undershirt and skirt. She dressed quickly and began to brush her hair.
Once she finished, she grabbed her books and rushed out of her dormitory. She reached the commonroom and quickly pushed the door open, rushing towards the Charms classroom as fast as she could.
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"Hermione," Ron whispered to the brown-haired girl next to him. She looked up and waited. "I wondered, what do I add next?" he shrugged and pointed to his half-empty cauldron. She peered over and groaned.
"Ron, your not supposed to add the dragon scales until you add the right amount of-" Hermione stopped and put her hands on her hips staring angrily over Ron's shoulder. Ron peered over his shoulder and glared at the boy standing there, listening as Hermione was about to tell Ron the right amount of wolfsbane to the potion.
"Malfoy! How many times have I told you to mind your own business!" Hermione growled angrily. Malfoy smiled a sly type of smile and looked at Ron. He smiled wider and the smile slowly split into a laugh, a I-know-something-you-don't-know-and-I'm-about-to-rub-it-in-your-face-laugh.
"Well, Weasley. It seems that new student Margaret has taken a liking to you. To bad she won't be seeing you for a long, long time." Malfoy spat. Ron thought for a second but he couldn't get what he meant unless he meant he was going to take Margaret...
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Margaret turned countless corners and finally came up on the charms classroom door, but as she reached for the handle to the door a tall, Slytherin boy leaned against the door. Margaret shifted her backpack and set her free hand on her hip. She tilted her head from side to side, cracking her neck.
"Um...hello." she said slowly. The boy smiled, showing nasty yellowish brown teeth. She smiled, showing her pearly-whites. He closed his mouth, but kept his smile.
"Hello. I'm Marcus Flint and Malfoy would like you to be in the commonroom when he gets back from class." Marcus took a few steps towards Margaret, reaching his arm out and taking her hand.
"Well, you can just tell Malfoy to go and stick his wanting me to be there up his ass." she pulled her hand away and reached towards the door handle again. Marcus grabbed her hand and pulled her into him.
"Let me explain, I also want you there after he gets back from class, because if your not, I won't be paid the 200 galleons he promsed me." he held her tightly and leaned in more and more after every word. She began to laugh. He loosened grip and looked confused.
"You really think Malfoy will pay you anything AFTER you get me to your dormitory?" she laughed. He scowled and began pulling her twords the Slytherin dorms. She tried to pull out of his grasp but he was holding her very tight. She fiddled in her bag and finally pulled out her wand.
"Expeliarmus!" she said and a blue jet of light shot out of her wand, knocking marcus, face-first, into a wall. She giggled and gasped as he grabbed her again, though his lip was bleeding, dragging her towards the Slytherin dorms.
"Stop! It!" she yelled as they came up on the stairs to the Slytherin dorms. She began kicking, but wanted to take it back because he lost grip on her wrist and she tumbled down the stairs. Marcus ran down the stairs after her but gasped as he saw her, crumpled, at the bottom of the steps.
"Oh...my wrist." she lifted her throbbing arm and just as she touched it, it hurt even worse. "It's broken...oh."
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Chapter 3
"Maragret. Wake up." someone nudged her shoulder. She opened her eyes and saw Cho. She smiled slightly and then sat up slowly. "Listen, I'm sorry about last night. That stupid Weasley kid shouldn't have ruined your concert." Cho added. Margaret glared at her and stood up.
"It wasn't the red-headed boy's fault. It was that Draco Malfoy kid. The red-head was trying to save my concert!" Margaret yelled. She took a deep breath and looked down at her feet. "I'm sorry Cho. I guess I just..." she trailed off, leaving her sentence hanging in mid-air.
Cho smiled and got to her feet as well.
"I understand. You like him." she moved a stray strand of hair from her face and smiled wider, you know, the kind of smile you get when you know someone likes someone else and you're just waiting to tell everyone about it! Margaret looked up very quickly. She bit her bottom lip lightly and sighed.
"Yeah. I do." she locked Cho with a serious your-my-best-friend-so-I'm-counting-on-you-to-keep-this-a-secret-look, "Your my best friend and I'm counting on you to keep this a secret." Margaret stuck out her hand. Cho groaned but took it, meaning she wouldn't tell, though she was bursting inside to.
They smiled and Cho left, leaving Margaret alone to get dressed for the day. She lifted her bed-head hair and dropped it. She kicked open her trunk and pulled out her robe, undershirt and skirt. She dressed quickly and began to brush her hair.
Once she finished, she grabbed her books and rushed out of her dormitory. She reached the commonroom and quickly pushed the door open, rushing towards the Charms classroom as fast as she could.
*~*~**~~**~~***~~~***~~~****~~~~****~~~~*
"Hermione," Ron whispered to the brown-haired girl next to him. She looked up and waited. "I wondered, what do I add next?" he shrugged and pointed to his half-empty cauldron. She peered over and groaned.
"Ron, your not supposed to add the dragon scales until you add the right amount of-" Hermione stopped and put her hands on her hips staring angrily over Ron's shoulder. Ron peered over his shoulder and glared at the boy standing there, listening as Hermione was about to tell Ron the right amount of wolfsbane to the potion.
"Malfoy! How many times have I told you to mind your own business!" Hermione growled angrily. Malfoy smiled a sly type of smile and looked at Ron. He smiled wider and the smile slowly split into a laugh, a I-know-something-you-don't-know-and-I'm-about-to-rub-it-in-your-face-laugh.
"Well, Weasley. It seems that new student Margaret has taken a liking to you. To bad she won't be seeing you for a long, long time." Malfoy spat. Ron thought for a second but he couldn't get what he meant unless he meant he was going to take Margaret...
*~*~**~~**~~***~~~***~~~****~~~~****~~~~*
Margaret turned countless corners and finally came up on the charms classroom door, but as she reached for the handle to the door a tall, Slytherin boy leaned against the door. Margaret shifted her backpack and set her free hand on her hip. She tilted her head from side to side, cracking her neck.
"Um...hello." she said slowly. The boy smiled, showing nasty yellowish brown teeth. She smiled, showing her pearly-whites. He closed his mouth, but kept his smile.
"Hello. I'm Marcus Flint and Malfoy would like you to be in the commonroom when he gets back from class." Marcus took a few steps towards Margaret, reaching his arm out and taking her hand.
"Well, you can just tell Malfoy to go and stick his wanting me to be there up his ass." she pulled her hand away and reached towards the door handle again. Marcus grabbed her hand and pulled her into him.
"Let me explain, I also want you there after he gets back from class, because if your not, I won't be paid the 200 galleons he promsed me." he held her tightly and leaned in more and more after every word. She began to laugh. He loosened grip and looked confused.
"You really think Malfoy will pay you anything AFTER you get me to your dormitory?" she laughed. He scowled and began pulling her twords the Slytherin dorms. She tried to pull out of his grasp but he was holding her very tight. She fiddled in her bag and finally pulled out her wand.
"Expeliarmus!" she said and a blue jet of light shot out of her wand, knocking marcus, face-first, into a wall. She giggled and gasped as he grabbed her again, though his lip was bleeding, dragging her towards the Slytherin dorms.
"Stop! It!" she yelled as they came up on the stairs to the Slytherin dorms. She began kicking, but wanted to take it back because he lost grip on her wrist and she tumbled down the stairs. Marcus ran down the stairs after her but gasped as he saw her, crumpled, at the bottom of the steps.
"Oh...my wrist." she lifted her throbbing arm and just as she touched it, it hurt even worse. "It's broken...oh."
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I'd like to thank PadfootsAngel1 for reviewing my story.
Your was the first!
P.S. None of the other chapters will be this long, unless you review and say you like long chapters!