Draco sat in the common room and watched Carmen catching up with Joseph, who were good friends. Draco at the moment had Nina and Pansy sitting on his lap, playing with his hair and every now and then kissing him. He didn't really like the Slytherin sluts but he wanted to make Carmen jealous and hurt her. Carmen finally looked over at Draco and he saw a hint of sadness before she expertly masked it. She said her goodnights to Joseph and a few other people before walking up to her dorm.
Joseph, who had started to walk over, was blocked by yet another slut, Megan Bathory, the easiest girl in Slytherin. Megan was from a long line of purebloods and was the proud descendant of Elizabeth Bathory*, the Blood Countess. Megan wrapped her arm around his neck and smiled.
"Want to come up to my dorm and have fun?"
"Not if my life depended on it. Now if you'll excuse me." He picked her up and placed her out of the way, before walking over to Draco.
"She still after you, mate?" Draco smirked and Joseph sat down across from him.
"Pansy, Nina, would you please leave us for a minute?" Joseph smiled at them and they both pouted as they walked away.
"If this is about Carmen..."
"Of course its about her!" Joseph interrupted him.
"She broke up with me! I'm not the bad guy!"
"She loves you Draco! And you repay her by shoving it in her face!" Joseph was getting slightly angry.
"If she loved me then why did she break up with me?" Draco's face was turning a slight pink.
"Draco, you're the heir and everyone knows it. She said that you would be given a wife soon and she doesn't want to get in the way if its not her. She wants to give you up now, instead of getting even closer and losing you." Draco just sat there taking it all in.
"Wait a second. She said..."
Draco's eyes shot open and he ran up the stairs to the seventh year's dorm. When he neared the door he slowed down and quietly walked in. He could hear very soft crying coming from Carmen's bed and he didn't know what to feel towards her. He walked to her bed and pulled aside the curtain, she looked up and quickly her face became an unreadable rock.
"What do you want?" She sat up and quickly wiped her face clean.
"You never loved me." He said blankly and she felt like slapping him, so she did.
"Get the fuck out." She said as calmly as she could.
"You were the spy. You lying bitch, YOU WERE THE SPY!" He yelled and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"How did you...?"
"Joseph told me, that you thought it may not be you. But only Voldemort's Daughters can be my wife!"
"I..I..I've failed." Carmen mumbled and she grabbed her wand, pushing him away. Draco grabbed for his wand but in the rush he had forgotten it.
"Carmen, think about what you're doing." He began to back away.
"This isn't for you, Draco. My orders were to watch you and keep you safe but if anyone found out who I was..." Draco's eyes widened as she pointed her wand at herself.
"Avada..."
"Accio wand!" A voice said from behind Draco. The wand flew out of her hands and to the man in the doorway. Joseph.
"No! I must do it!" Carmen yelled and ran after her wand. Draco grabbed her and held her arms together.
"What the hell is going on here! Why was she doing that?" Joseph was very confused and so was the gathering crowd, outside the door.
"I'll take care of it. Do you have my wand?"
"Yeah you forgot it, here." He handed it to him and Draco pushed through the people, dragging Carmen out of the common room, up stairs and through corridors.
"Pride." He said as he stopped in front of the prefect's bathroom, the door swung open and he dragged her in.
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"Which one are you?" Draco stared down at the seemingly lifeless body, sitting on the floor at his feet.
"You didn't even recognize my voice. After knowing me for six years, Draco, you didn't even recognize my voice!"
Draco thought back to the Death Eater meeting:
"I'm Lady Phoebe, nice to meet you all."
"Oh yes, Phoebe. My father did say I knew you from my house, but I did not think it was you. If you are one of the Daughters why didn't you wait and see if you are the one picked?" She stood up and looked into his eyes.
"I would have been! Its your father's fault!" Once she had said it, she regretted it.
"What? How is it his fault?" Draco was still angry but very confused.
"Voldemort came to me last night and told me." She walked to a bench and sat down before continuing.
"Before I had been promised to be yours, so I forgot my training of having no emotions and fell in love with you. But last night Voldemort changed his mind. Luna and Lucius are in love and he doesn't want her being wasted on him." Draco opened his mouth to say something but she put up a hand and he stopped.
"If Lucius was younger and could reign longer, he would not care, but he is old and his prime is gone. After being away from each other for a while, they couldn't control themselves and then Voldemort walked in. He was so angry that he knew the only way to keep them apart is to give her to you. Neither will have a choice after that." Carmen looked up at him and he was deep in thought.
"I was going to stay with you anyway but Luna told me it would be better if I left you now. She didn't want to see me get hurt too badly."
"Or she wants me all for herself." Draco said and made Carmen jump a few inches.
"She truthfully hates you. She doesn't even know that she will be your bride, neither do the others."
"Who are they? Give me their names."
"No, I can't. This is why we are to kill ourselves, so no one can find out anything. Please promise not to tell anyone what I am? If you do, the next time I get a wand, I will kill myself." Draco looked up at her quickly and saw how serious she was.
"Fine. Thank you for the information. And...I'm sorry about in the common room."
"Its fine. I'm going to have to see you with my best friend anyway, the sluts are just a warm up."
"She's your best friend? Is...she in Slytherin?" Carmen looked at him and then shook her head.
"If you were listening at the meeting, you would know we're all in different houses. She's in Gryffindor. That is more than you need to know, do not ask me anymore. I'm already going to get the Cruciatus Curse for this." She stood up and looked at him.
"You may want to leave."
"Why?" Draco walked towards her and then heard a voice from behind.
"Accio wand." His wand flew from his hand and he spun around to see a green cloak with a black spider necklace hanging out from it.
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"Hello, Selene." Carmen sat on the ground, knowing what was to be coming.
"Phoebe. Draco." The girl nodded at each of them.
"What the hell? When did you get in here?" Draco looked around for secret passages.
"I've been here, talking to the mermaid, when you two came in and ruined a good conversation." Draco looked over at the mermaid in the painting on the wall and then back to Selene.
"But how? I didn't see you. Do you have an invisibility cloak?" Draco was dumbfounded and was showing it, which caused Selene to laugh.
"She's an Animagus." Draco looked back to Carmen and then to the robed figure. She was shaking her necklace and laughing again.
"A spider."
"Very good. We are all Animagi." Draco looked back at Carmen and she pulled the necklace she was wearing out from under her robes. The crow.
"Unregistered animagus. At your age? Impossible." Draco wasn't convinced.
"Ever heard of Wormtail? You know, Voldemort's bitch? Where do you think he got the name? His real name is Peter Pettigrew. Along with James Potter and Sirius Black, he became an Animagus, while still at school and not under Voldemort's tutelage. It was quite impressive..."
Selene was interrupted by a door opening in the wall and Isabelle stepping out. Selene looked back at Carmen who was squeezing her necklace. Isabelle rushed over to Carmen and comforted her, to the surprise of a very confused Draco.
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"Damnit, Phoebe! Why the hell did you call Luna?" Selene screamed. Isabelle then looked and for the first time saw Draco.
"Fuck." Was all she could say.
"Did you have to call me by my name? Now he knows who all of us are I'm guessing. Great going Anna!" Isabelle stood up and glared at her fellow Daughter.
"Actually, now he does. Dimwit. And Carmen said you're to be his bride?"
"WHAT! I refuse." Isabelle said stubbornly.
"You are Belle." All three of them looked at Carmen.
"But...Lucius." Tears were trying to force their way out but she was too well trained to give in.
"So its true. You and my father...and now you are to marry me? I knew Voldemort was a twisted git but this is just too much."
"Do not talk about my father that way!" Isabelle had her wand at his throat. There was clapping from the hidden passageway Isabelle came from. A young woman with gray hair and beady black eyes stepped out, wearing the ritual black Death Eater robes. The three girls bowed and then stood attention.
"This has been an interesting night, has it not?" A very silky voice spoke from under the long gray hair.
"Who the hell are you?" Draco asked and the woman smiled very evilly.
"You may relax, girls."
"Stan." Isabelle wanted to smile but knew this was not a pleasure visit.
"This is business, Stanacka." Anna stated more than asking. Stanacka nodded.
"I am here to clean up your mess girls."
"Will you please try and give me a happy one? I had something very sad happen to be today." Carmen asked, knowing full well what was to happen.
"Sure dear, anymore requests?"
"Would you talk to father about changing his mind about...Lucius?" Isabelle tried but, as she thought, Stanacka shook her head.
"This Malfoy is for you, Bella."
"He is to be with Carmen and Lucius with me. I do not love Draco, he is a spoiled prat." Draco was going to defend himself but received a death look from Isabelle.
"I'm sorry dears. See you at Christmas."
"Wait, what is she go..." But Draco was interrupted by Stanacka chanting and then everything went black.
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Draco woke up the next morning feeling horrible, but at the moment he couldn't figure out why. He got ready for the day and then walked down to the common room. As usual, he was one of the first ones up. Most Slytherins slept in as long as possible, Draco always thought they were trying to get beauty sleep, but he noticed it never helped them.
He sat down in a seat by the fire and tried to recall the previous day so he could find out why he felt bad. He remembered the whole day from the morning to the evening in the common room. All he could remember after that was snogging with Pansy until he went to bed, but for some reason it was alone.
The only possibility of anyone being sad out of that was Draco, but he knew he hurt someone. Then he saw it, a vague memory of Carmen running up the stairs at something he'd done. But what was it?
He didn't have time to think about it, because just then, Pansy started strolling down the stairs, coming straight towards him.
"Oh, Drakie! How would you like to escort me to breakfast?"
She sat on his lap and started batting her eyelashes, which personally, Draco thought, made her look like a dog in heat. Wanting to get her off of him as soon as possible, agreed and stood up.
As he stood up, Draco finally noticed that the common room was now full of people, many of them leaving to go to breakfast. It was then that he noticed Carmen, she looked like she hadn't slept at all and that she had been crying.
He wanted to go comfort her but she then slipped out of the room towards the Great Hall. He cursed under his breath and then led Pansy, through the crowd, to breakfast.
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Isabelle stopped talking when she saw the Slytherins begin filing in for breakfast. Alec and Dane, whom she had been talking to, turned to look also.
"Those bloody Slytherins, trying to make a big entrance together." Alec said, while glaring at them.
"They're probably just afraid to go anywhere alone, thinking we'll try to get revenge when their house mates aren't around." Dane pointed out and the two laughed.
Isabelle watched as Carmen walked in alone, looking as if she hadn't slept for weeks, even though it had only been one night. She wanted to walk over to her friend and comfort her but knew it was impossible.
When she was about to look away, she saw the white-blonde heir walk in, Pansy on one arm, Nina on the other. She narrowed her eyes and contemplated hexing him. She couldn't believe that he had the audacity to already be moving onto two other girls, right after his and Carmen's breakup.
Isabelle reached inside her robes and was pulling out her wand, when she was snapped out of her thoughts by someone tapping on her shoulder. She quickly looked over and smiled sweetly.
"Sorry, daydreaming. What'd you say?" Dane raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction she just was and then back at her.
"You were daydreaming about Malfoy? I knew you were a tad twisted, but Belle that's sick!" She rolled her eyes and slapped the back of his head.
"You're the sick one. Do you see who's next to him?" The two looked over at the Slytherin table and saw one of their worst enemies. Joseph Clairmont.
"Don't tell us you're still hung over on that guy! He's a Slytherin! A Slytherin, Belle!"
Isabelle just shrugged her shoulders and smiled before starting on her forgotten food. The two rolled their eyes and began talking with another friend.
She was about to start a conversation with Alec, when her friends entered the hall.
"Morning sleepy heads. How'd you sleep?"
Isabelle smiled and handed each of her friends a goblet of pumpkin juice. The only response she got from them was a grumbling in Gaelic from Dawn and a groan from Jennifer as they began piling food onto their plates.
Being used to this, Isabelle turned her attention to three people sitting at the other end of the table. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Feeling full and knowing her friends won't be social for another hour, she decided to go over and join them. She frowned as she was walking over, she had the strangest feeling of being watched.
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"I just don't get it. I really don't, Joseph. My entire time here, I have never liked Isabelle Sorbonneat all. Yet, when I walked into the Great Hall and saw her, I felt like walking over and jumping her bones. This can't be normal." Draco shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Well she is pretty good looking. Maybe since you're single, you're able to notice it. Half the school thinks she's hot, whether they say it or not." Joseph watched as Isabelle was talking with her friends, Mason Pritchett and Alec Dane. Or was it Alec Pritchett and Mason Dane?
"So does that mean you're admitting you like a Gryffindor? Why Joseph, I didn't know you had the balls." Draco smirked as Joseph rolled his eyes.
"If there's actually someone in Slytherin who doesn't know by now, I'd be surprised. With as much as you tease me about it constantly." He then looked back over to Isabelle right as she and the boys were looking away.
"Were they just looking at me for some reason? Or is it just my imagination?"
"I saw it, too. I wonder what it was about?"
Joseph shrugged and watched two girls walk in and make their way over to the Gryffindor table, sitting with their topic of discussion. She handed them drinks and then a minute later got up heading over to the other side of the table.
"Where is she going?" Draco looked up from his plate and followed her with his eyes.
"Looks like over to the Golden Trio. But why would she leave her two beautiful friends for Potty, Weasel and the mudblood?" Joseph shrugged his shoulders and then looked over at Draco.
"That reminds me. What was this about you calling Isabelle a mudblood?" Draco saw the anger in his eyes but luckily the owls began filling the room.
"Oh look. The mail!" Draco avoided his friend's glare.
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"Morning everybody, can I sit here?" Isabelle motioned to the empty seat next to Ron.
"Of course. Good morning to you too."
Hermione smiled, being the widest awake of the three. The boys looked a lot like the friends she just left. Isabelle sat down and was about to start a conversation, when the mail began being delivered.
Various owls flying every which way delivering mail, Isabelle watched as five different, yet very similar, brown barn owls flew into the room.
The first one swooped down delivering a small package to the Hufflepuff table, to where Lilian sat. The second one dropped a letter to the Ravenclaws, Anna to be exact. The third then flew over to Isabelle and dropped a medium sized, thin package into her arms. The last two few over to the Slytherins and dropped a similar package to Draco and a letter to Carmen.
Isabelle received a few more pieces of mail and another package but didn't bother looking at them but at her first package. It was wrapped in brown paper with only the words 'Happy birthday, love. Tom.'
She smiled that he had remembered her birthday. Isabelle was about to open it when she remembered who it was from and thought better to open it in private. She was able to hide it in her robe just in time to avoid Hermione seeing it.
"Wow, you got a lot of mail. You must be pretty popular." Hermione noticed, as she put down her one letter from home.
"Yeah, I guess. Its my birthday today, so maybe that's why."
"Its your birthday?" Ron looked up from his food.
"Oh wow, happy birthday!" Hermione smiled at her new friend.
"So, how old are you?" Harry asked after swallowing the last on his plate.
"Seventeen." Isabelle smiled and then felt someone come up behind her. Dreading who it was, she turned around. There stood Draco Malfoy and Joseph Clairmont, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. She had never heard their first names and wasn't sure they had any.
"The little Gryffindor's birthday is today? Oh and I didn't even get her a gift. Damn." Draco snapped his fingers in fake disappointment and smirked.
"What the hell do you want?" Ron said, who had completely woken up now and so had Harry.
"You're a feisty little Weasel, aren't you?" Joseph snapped and the two goons snickered from behind them. Ron and Harry narrowed their eyes and were about to say something when they were interrupted by Isabelle.
"Can't you just go the hell away? We were busy talking and you interrupted. Here," She handed Joseph and Draco each a Knut, "go have some fun with one of you're Slytherin whores."
"You think that I would just go and sleep with just anybody?" Joseph was hurt and mad. Isabelle noticed and raised an eyebrow. She couldn't figure out at the moment why he was feeling like this.
"I obviously think that way. Now go away, or I'll hex you and your little ferret, too." The trio started laughing as Draco turned an uncharacteristic shade of red. Isabelle sighed and stood up.
"Look, its my birthday and I really don't feel like getting detention. I'm leaving. If you want to duel, meet me at the quidditch pitch in thirty minutes."
Before anyone could say anything else, she grabbed her mail and a piece of toast before walking out of the hall. After a few moments, Joseph cleared his throat and motioned for Draco to follow him. The Slytherins left, leaving the trio speechless.
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Isabelle sat on her bed, her curtains closed and she stared at her two packages. The rest of her mail lying, opened and read next to her, Isabelle picked up the package from 'Tom'. Voldemort didn't normally send her gifts for her birthday. He tended to just send a letter and some Galleons.
Deciding that it was now or never, she ripped off the paper and was surprised to find a black velvet case. Opening it up, she almost dropped the box in shock. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen.
The box held a silver necklace, which was a quarter of an inch wide and which widened at the bottom, where two small rubies were inset on either side of a huge star ruby.
Isabelle picked up the necklace and stared at the star ruby, which seemed to be as big as an American quarter. Looking back into the box, she found a note which read:
I feel as you can have this now. I confiscated it from a village that I destroyed long ago. It belonged to a very old wizarding family whom specialized in charms and potions. They created this for their daughter whom at the time was being hunted.
If you are wearing the necklace, your magical strength doubles for a limited time. If the necklace stays on until the time runs out, the person will fall into a deep, coma-like sleep until all their magic has been restored.
Because of this power, they made it so the necklace can only be used by a young woman, which was to make sure none of my forces could ever use it. They never fathomed young girls in my control and yet they still tried to destroy it, worried about what they had done.
Killing their own daughter, whom they were trying to save in the first place, they buried the necklace with her, hoping it wouldn't be found. As stealing from the dead wasn't really a black mark on my conscience, I paid them a visit and stole the necklace, leaving the entire family and town dead.
Now this necklace is to be yours, so that you shall be able to serve me better. Go out and try it but please remember to quit while you still can. After a while, your magic will become more accustomed to the necklace and you will not need to remove it at all. Remember to keep a low profile, I don't want the old fool suspicious.
Remember your duties. See you at Christmas.
Isabelle was still in shock for a moment, before turning back to the necklace and deciding to put it on. She unclasped it and put it around her, noticing how she felt stronger somehow by just wearing the necklace.
Then looking back down at the other package she received, she noticed Lucius' handwriting, 'To my love. L.M.' She opened up the package and found a small box.
Upon opening the box, Isabelle felt like fainting. Her jaw dropped as she saw how beautiful the emerald was, which was surrounded by small diamonds.
Isabelle quickly began looking through the wrapping hoping to find a note, but there was none. She sighed, knowing that she couldn't go around wearing a ring like that without getting questioned. She put it back in the box and shoved it under her pillow.
She laid back and smiled at what a good day it had been so far, nothing could spoil it. Or so she thought. Just then, she heard several people rush into the room and call out her name. She frowned and opened her curtains, jumping out of bed and walking over to them.
"What's wrong?" She noticed the worried glances coming from her two best friends and her new friend, Hermione Granger.
"Are you really going to duel Malfoy and Clairmont?" All three of them asked at the same time. Isabelle raised her eyebrow and then remembered her challenge which she made at breakfast.
"Oh shit! I forgot!"
Racing over to her bed, she grabbed her cloak and wand and ran out of the room followed by her friends. She plowed through Harry and Ron, who had been waiting at the bottom of the stairs, and ran out the portrait door.
"She's a fast one, she is." Ron said and everyone nodded before chasing after her.
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"Looks like the Gryffindor was too scared to show up."
Draco smirked. He was standing in the center of his two goons, Pansy and Nina, and Blaise Zabini. Joseph leaned against the wall, looking up when he saw a person running across the field, followed by eight people.
"Actually it looks like you're wrong mate, here she comes." Draco stopped smirking and looked over at the oncoming group.
"What did she do, bring the whole of the Gryffindor house?" Pansy schreeched and several of them flinched at the noise, Draco and Joseph included.
"Sorry I'm late, Malfoy. Opening presents and all, got carried away. Ready?" Isabelle said as if fighting an enemy was an everyday occurrence.
The rest of the Gryffindors got there and she looked at them. The group included Dawn, Jennifer, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Alec, Dane and Lily.
"I'm not that hard to keep up with you know. You people need to get some exercise. Why did you all come anyway? You can attract major attention and I really don't want detention again."
"We wanted to make sure you'd be okay. Slytherins can fight dirty you know." Hermione stated and the others agreed.
"I can take care of myself. Most of you should know that." Isabelle narrowed her eyes at her normal group of friends.
"Did you really think we'd miss a chance of Malfoy getting his ass kicked?" Alec said and the rest of their group agreed.
"You really think she's going to beat Draco? You must be kidding." Dawn looked over at the Godwin with flames in her eyes.
"Go fuck someone Godwin. That's all you're good for and I'm skeptical even about that." Dawn stepped forward, fire in her eyes as she stared at Godwin. She was about to retort when Joseph interrupted.
"Are you going to duel or not? Your insulting back and forth gets old real fast."
The three girls blushed ever so slightly to the comment. Alec and Dane were both about to say something when Dawn and Jennifer stepped on their feet. They both yelped in pain but took the hint and kept quiet.
"Okay, let's duel then. But beforehand there's going to be some rules." Isabelle pulled out her wand and Draco raised his eyebrow.
"Rules? Okay then, what are they?" He also pulled out his wand.
"No help whatsoever from onlookers. If there is then the match is automatically to the opposing house. Agreed?" Draco nodded and she continued.
"No unforgiveables. I'm hoping that this rule is a waste of breath and that you actually have more honor than to resort to cheap and illegal spells." Draco's eyes clouded over but he just nodded.
"Lastly, we will go until one side forfeits or one side is incapable of continuing. Do you have anything to add?"
"Nope. Ready now?"
Isabelle nodded and the onlookers began clearing the area. She undid her cloak and handed it to Dane. All her friends wished her luck and she walked to the center of the field.
She reached up and could feel the necklace through her shirt and smiled. This would be a perfect time to test the necklace and see it's powers. She would have no problem beating him now.
"Before I forget. Accio wands!" All the wands from the Gryffindors flew to her.
Everyone gaped at her except her usual friends, whom were used to this. She put the wands in a pile near her but out of the way.
"That way you can say you couldn't stop us if a teacher comes." Isabelle explained to the people who didn't understand. Draco, not caring about his own house, didn't bother but nodded to Joseph, who had already hidden his.
Draco walked to the center of the field and stood in front of Isabelle. They bowed and they turned around, walking ten paces apart. As soon as she walked the ten, Isabelle turned around and was hit with a spell and sent flying.
All the Slytherins were cheering, except Joseph who was worried for Isabelle. He had never seen her duel and didn't know if she was any good. All he knew was Draco was the best in Slytherin, next to him of course.
Joseph saw Isabelle get up and let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. She smirked and then held her wand up.
"Impedimenta!" Draco was knocked backwards off his feet. As soon as he stood up he held out his wand.
"Expelliarmus!" But as the spell was about to hit Isabelle she smirked again.
"Protego!" The spell was blocked by her shield and before he could react she continued.
"Expelliarmus." The wand flew out of his hand and he flew backwards.
"And to finish it off, rictuse..."
"Expelliarmus. Accio wands." Isabelle flew backwards as her, and Draco's, wands flew into the hands of Professor McGonagall.
"Oh shit." Isabelle said as she looked up.
"I beg your pardon, Miss Sorbonne? There is not magic to be used against one another in this school!"
"Sorry, I thought that was only in the corridors. My mistake." Isabelle smirked and received a stern look from McGonagall.
"How many times do you need to be in detention before you stop these fights? I thought I told you to join a club and duel there?"
"I did. I could beat them all, so it was no fun. I quit it." Most mouths gaped at her, especially that of Draco who had just gotten up and brushed himself off.
"Well since this is forbidden, as you obviously know by now, you will receive a month's detention. On the first day of classes Sorbonne?" She shook her head and then looked at the rest of her house and regained her stern look.
"And why didn't you stop them? Especially you Miss Granger and you Mister Weasley. You two are prefects!" Isabelle cleared her throat and she looked back at her. Isabelle nudged the pile of wands at her feet and smiled.
"Even though we were disarmed, we though it was best to uh...overlook this...event and make sure no one got too badly injured. Right Ron?"
Hermione elbowed him in the ribs and he quickly nodded in agreement. McGonagall looked between the two, not believing a thing but nodding anyway.
"Very well. As for the rest of you," She turned her sights to the Slytherins, who all jumped at their sudden recognition.
"I'm shamed of you. Mister Malfoy and Miss Godwin, you are also prefects! You have no excuse, and actually participating in this, Mister Malfoy!" McGonagall then shook her head and then pointed to Draco and Isabelle.
"You two. Come with me. The rest of you go on to class. Follow me you two." She handed them back their wands and began walking up to the school.
Draco kicked the ground before walking over to follow her. Isabelle was about to follow when she remembered her cloak.
"Oi, Dane! My cloak!"
A second later her cloak flew into her hands and she continued after McGonagall while putting it on. After she was done she turned to Draco and smiled.
"You weren't that bad out there, you know? Best I've fought in a while." He looked at her and narrowed his eyes.
"I would have had you if we weren't interrupted. Don't flatter yourself into thinking you would have won. Mudblood."
Isabelle's smile disappeared and she narrowed her eyes. She mumbled something under her breath and pointed her wand at him, making Draco's mouth begin filling with pink soap bubbles.
"You really should become a better conversationalist."
She smirked and walked ahead of him, walking in stride with McGonagall. He coughed up the bubbles and then glared after her. He now couldn't do anything to her or else McGonagall would know.
Grinding his teeth and making his hands into fists, he followed them into the castle towards Dumbledore's office. Forcing himself not to use his wand, he put it in his robe.
"Chocolate frogs." McGonagall said to the statue, which got weird looks from the two teens, as the statue opened and a revolving staircase began going upwards. McGonagall began walking up the staircase and Isabelle and Draco looked at each other.
"Ladies first." Draco motioned for her and she glared at him.
"Don't bother being nice now, Malfoy. Just get your ass moving."
Draco dropped his polite act and shoved her out of the way as he followed McGonagall and was soon followed by Isabelle. As soon as she got to the top, McGonagall knocked on the door.
"Come in."
* Elizabeth Bathory, the Blood Countess, was a woman who is responsible for the deaths of over six hundred young women. She was sadomasochist, someone who likes causing pain in others. She tortured women and eventually began bathing in their blood before she was stopped. To put it simply: she was an evil, evil lady.