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Chapter 3: The Argument

Next day in Potions Morgana sat anxiously thinking about whether or not Hermione would find the Dragon's Scale in Hogsmeade on the weekend. She really didn't want the task of having to ask Professor Snape for anything.

Morgana felt an elbow nudge her softly.

"Hey Moggy?" Whispered Ron. She smiled, as he was the only person who called her by this name. "Going to come with us tomorrow?"

"No Ron." She answered quietly, "You know I can't handle being in that place. It's too busy."

"You'll be alright. Me and Harry will look after you."  He stated proudly, puffing his chest outwards.

"Harry and I Ron, how many times do I have to tell you?" corrected Hermione beside him. Just then they heard a low growl behind them. As they slowly turned, they saw the Professor standing there glowing.

"Five points from Gryffindor… each." Then lifting his long finger, he pointed towards them individually. "One, two, three."

When he was again out of ear range Ron broke the silence.

"How can he have a look of such satisfaction on his face without breaking into a smile? I think his mouth is broken."

"Ron that's terrible!" Hermione exclaimed.

"What? He could have broken it the same time he broke his nose. The Ugly Prat."

Morgana blocked out their voices as her mind drifted from the classroom. She thought about the 'The Confidaous Expandium' potion. What if it really worked? What if it didn't? Was she doing the right thing?

"Daydreaming are we Blackwater?" She snapped out of it only to face Snape. "Keep that up and you'll end up just like your mother." He slowly stepped closer towards her as Morgana sank deeper into her chair terrified.

"She always did dream that she owned this school, the way she paraded around all high and mighty between visiting all the dorms."

Morgana sat there silently fuming. Her head dropped so no one could see the anger flashing in her vivid emerald eyes. 'How dare he even mention my Mother!' she thought close to tears. Her silence obviously fuelled him on more.

"Your Mother was nothing but a stupid little tramp and you will end up the same if you take that pathetic potion your working on!"

That was the final straw. Her mother was not a tramp! Morgana slowly rose from where she sat and spoke in a low staggering voice that was forced.

"Don't you ever say such things about my mother! She was greater than you could ever hope to be. She may have made mistakes but more people than you could count loved her. You've probably never loved, or been loved by a single person in your entire miserable life. How could you when you've got no heart? You have no soul. You probably drove your family away if you ever even had one that is. Your just a meaningless empty man who gets his thrills picking on defenceless students that never did a thing to harm you. If that wasn't enough, now you abuse the memory of someone who's already dead. It's no wonder you're the head of Slytherin. Your as cold-blooded as the reptiles you represent!" She took a short breath before continuing with one last thing. "Oh, and my potion is not pathetic!"

The silence that engulfed the classroom was deafening. Even Malfoy appeared shocked.

Suddenly Snape's hand was crushing her wrist as he pulled her roughly out of her chair.

"Out! Get out!" it was the closest thing she had ever seen to him loosing his temper and although his voice appeared even, anger dripped heatedly from it. Morgana barely had time to look back as she was dragged from the room but she noticed Malfoy slipping silently from his seat to watch them.

Her wrist was hurting excruciatingly but he didn't let go once they were out the door.

"I don't know how you did that but if you ever speak to me like that again I will reduce you to something further down the food chain than you already are." Morgana swallowed the lump in her throat that had been holding back her tears and one slide down her cheek. The fact that he mistakenly took this as a sign of defeat showed on his face, that was, until she spoke.

"Let go."

"Why should I?" the acid in his voice stung as he snarled at the remark.

Morgana replied with as much strength as she could muster.

"Because you've broken it."

He looked down as he removed his hand and almost smiled. Her wrist was swelling rapidly and there were already purplish marks appearing.

"Oh dear." She had never heard someone use so much sarcasm in one sentence before. "You'd better leave then."

Morgana didn't need to be told twice, she turned on her heal as began walking towards the hospital wing. She had only gotten a few steps when a voice behind her called back.

"Oh and Blackwater, two weeks detention and 50 more points from Gryffindor."

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