Doing the Mudblood?
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"You are impossible aren't you?" She huffed
"Look mudblood, I would love to stay and continue calling you mudblood, but it's late enough that even if Snape catches me up I'm going to get a detention." I walked out of the Slytherin common room leaving her there but soon heard her quickly catch up to me. She wouldn't be able to get ought otherwise.
"Malf- Sir, why did you insist on meeting in here even though we could have met in our common room? "
"Because my little mudblood," I watched her cringe, she really did hate that. "I wanted to make sure you wouldn't be able to walk away."
"Understandable, but it was pointless, I will not be your girlfriend."
"Still on that are you mudblood?" Why won't she get off of that? Either she does or I make up a diary entry and spread it around school.
"I just figure that maybe it will go through your thick skull that I don't want to be your girlfriend."
I smirked at her comment. Like that was going to happen. The two of us walked in silence until we reached the portrait that led to our dormitories. We each stood there waiting for the other to say the password. Finally, sick of waiting, I said it:
"Madonna." (Apparently Dumbledore has a fascination with American pop singers)
"You going to go in? Or stand there while I freeze my poor arse off?"
"Shut up mudblood," I spat at her "I was distracted by your hair, really you ought to try and do something with it, shaving it of maybe. That way no one would have to look at it, actually it would be quite a blessing to most of us."
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She looked at me when she walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. She was thoroughly pissed off. I notice she's wearing the highest necked shirt she owns. Pleased with myself for knowing that she owned no turtlenecks and hated the people who wore their scarves around inside. How do I know this? I felt it necessary that I know what her style was, to make sure she didn't out do me. Of course the mudblood didn't. And for the scarf thing, I'd overheard her telling Potter and Weasel after a first few years wearing scarves passed by them.
Of course, as if she knew I was looking at another girl, Pansy came and sat next to me.
"Drakey?" Oh Merlin, I'm up forty-five minutes and I have to endure this.
"Pansy, how many times do I have to tell you? Never call me that." She looked depressed, oh darn.
"Well, you don't have to get mad at me," She huffed, depression over. "I wanted to know why you were looking at Potter's mudblood." I smirked evilly, if my smirk could even become more evil
"Because Pansy M'dear, last night something happened between Granger and I" She looked at me shocked with her mouth wide open.
"Malfoy! You're disgusting! You did the mudblood?" My head snapped in her direction a look of horror coming across my face.
"What in Devil's name gave you that idea?"
"You said '…something happened between Granger and I' any person with a brain and an ounce of imagination would come to the same conclusion." Unfortunately before I could tell her right, the newly acquired bell system rang signaling that we students needed to head to our first class.
Oh joy for me, transfiguration with the Gryffindors. My schedule would be perfect if the first class wasn't with bloody Gryyfindorks.
Not moments after I walked into class had the bell rung. McGonagall yelled at me because I wasn't in my seat and said if I didn't hurry and get my rear in a chair she would be docking points. And they say Snape is prejudice. Honestly, docking points because they weren't sitting in their seats 'on time' is utterly mad. When I saw the Golden Trio snigger at me while the professor wasn't looking and in turn, I scowled at them. And of course got caught making that dirty face at the Trio. Now all of Slytherin is looking at me as if I was the bubonic plague. Although I wonder why wizards say that… Yah it's just a saying, but really, we have a cure for it. The plague was started to wipe out muggles. One of the first Dark attacks and in my opinion, the smartest. A few young death eaters feel that it's fun to make a new outbreak here and there.
"Mr. Malfoy." Although I wouldn't bother mentioning names.
"Mr. Malfoy!" But we know that about ninety-eight percent of Slytherin is evil and would do something like that to kill a few muggles.
"Mr. Malfoy!"
"I'm thinking, leave me be."
"Mr. Malfoy!!" I looked up from my desk that I had been currently staring at to see professor tall hat looking at me beat red in the face.
"Well, now that I finally have your attention, do you care to answer my question?" You interrupted me for this?
"You had a question?"
"Twenty points from Slytherin and yes I did have a question."
"Well, what was it?"
"Can you tell me why one might have trouble changing a pouch like so," She said holding up a ratty and tattered school bad. Wonder if it ever belonged to one of the Weasleys… "Into a large shaped animal, for example a hippogriff or lion?"
"Err, yes."
"Well then, do share with the rest of us."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw the mudblood biting the nails on one hand while sitting on the other to keep from raising her hand. I smirked, this one she wouldn't get.
"Because professor, there may be objects inside it, such as a quill or piece of parchment that would result in odd characteristics of the creature you are trying to get. For example, an elephant may get paper like skin that tears easily if there was a piece of parchment inside of the bag."
"Excellent job Mr. Malfoy. Although another twenty points from Slytherin for not paying attention and fifteen points to Slytherin for answering correctly and giving more than asked for," Turning towards Granger she said, "and five points to Gryffindor for allowing Mr. Malfoy to answer without you interfering Ms. Granger."
I scowled at her as she was beaming ecstatically. I scribbled something on a parchment and handed it to her while Potty and Weasel were busy being yelled at by McGonagall for playing a heated game of tic-tac-toe during her class.
"Meet me in the common room before lunch." I heard her whisper. I smirked once again as I saw the befuddled look on her face.
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"Let's get this over with, I'm hungry. What do you want?"
"I see my mark is turning out lovely." I saw a crimson pink color rise in her cheeks.
"I hate it, why did you have to put it in a noticeable spot?" I smirked at her, shouldn't it have been obvious?
"Because Granger, it's meant to be seen. To get you in trouble with the two dunderheads you call friends."
"You're an evil git, you know that?"
"Thank you, now to the reason I called you here."
"I'm not going to be your girlfriend, how many times must I tell you this?"
"You will be my girlfriend, whether you want to be or not."
"You can't force me."
"I don't plan on forcing you, I plan on easing you into it."
"Whatever Malfoy. There is no way in hell that I will ever become your girlfriend. It's just that simple."
"You called me by my surname, my little mudblood, I'm going to have to do something about this."
"Like what? Leave another mark on my neck? Maybe on the other side, so the first one won't be lonely." I thought about it, I really dd. But I remembered last night trying to get clean. I'm shocked I still have epidermis attached to my body.
"No." The sneer I was sporting soon turned into a face that would put Voldemort's to shame it was so evil, "I'm going to do something so much worse, just not yet."
I left her there standing, completely perplexed.
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Onto my lovely reviewers!
Dragons-Fires: Thank you for the help. What do you mean by "stream line word flow"? I would appreciate it if you could explain it to me! I want to make my writing better and having positive help and people pointing specific things out. Oh, and your welcome. I shall be updating Like the Rain sometime… I'm a bit busy with school… over the vacation everything was okay but… now… I'm getting even more homework because Midterms are coming up! Bugger… Thank you for the review )
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marmaladechicky: Thank you for reviewing again. I am SO sorry I was so mean and rude… It just really hurt that someone didn't seem to like it. Your cake baking analogy was right on. You bake a good cake, and you give people one tiny little piece, they often come back begging for more. ) Please accept my apology for being such an arse (
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