A Weasley Named Malfoy
[Brawl in the Hall]
Ashe felt something brush against his arm, he swatted it away and turned over in his bed, putting the pillow over his head.
He felt it again, but this time it was on his foot which was hanging off his bed. He pulled it into him and under the covers.
"Go away 'Coal," he mumbled.
He felt something cold suddenly soak through his blankets, "What the hell!" He stuck his head out of the pillow and was instantly covered in water. He let out a yell that only mingled in with the rest of his dorm mates screams.
"Turn it off!" Hades had jumped out of his bed and was yelling, clawing at something that was hanging above his head.
"Raining charms!" Gray slipped in a puddle of water and was flat on his back. Strangely enough, the water that came from the rain cloud fell and disappeared when it hit the floor, yet the water dripping from his night clothes was spilling all around him.
The door suddenly burst open and Charcoal burst in, "Ashe! It's raining on me!"
He stared at his twin and she stared at the rest of the boys. All of them had rain clouds. There was noises and screams from outside the dorm and they rushed out, seeing a 7th year trying run away from his rain cloud, and a 3rd year was sobbing in the corner, wet and shivering. A couple of 5th year boys were eyeing a couple of 6th year girls, who were wrapping themselves in extra blankets as their night clothes had soaked through.
The Slytherin twins looked at each other, knowing what the other was thinking.
***
There seemed to be a permanent trail of water along the corridors of the school that day, and the Gryffindors as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, seemed to be happier than usual. Bursts of laughter could be heard when ever a Slytherin walked passed.
"Hey Gray, your dripping all over the floor!" Giancarlo called out and the Gryffindor 4th years laughed as well as anyone else not wearing green in the corridor.
Gray paused in mid-step, "you'll be dripping all over the floor if you don't shut up," he snapped, his cool blue eyes filled with malice.
Giancarlo raised an eyebrow, amused. The rain clouds, a 24 hour charm, hadn't let up, and as the victim's mood darkened so did the rain cloud. Right about now, lightning bolds and thunder were emitting from his rain cloud, soaking him more. He shook his sleeked black hair out of his eyes.
"What are you going to do, wring your robes over my head?" Another out burst of laughter. Gray had turned fully around and was staring at Giancarlo from a distance. Hades and Ashe were ready to back him up if indeed a fight broke out. Gray was clutching his hands in fists, just itching to reach into his pocket and grab out his wand and hex him to next year, his cold, black eyes narrowed.
"Or better yet, hug me!" Giancarlo doubled up with laughter and Kit and Vijay had fallen to the ground, Tuesday and Thursday were doubled over, trying to stay up.
And Gray took one step over to him and punched him in the stomach as Giancarlo swung a fist at Gray's face, both hit their targets, and suddenly a brawl broke out in the hall. The Gryffindors and Slytherins behind them didn't hesitate to start exchanging punches as well. Serena was suddenly faced to face with a hulking 5th year. He gave his best intimidating face, bearing his teeth. Serena smirked, took one step over, and shoved the heel of her palm right into his nose.
Blood.
Dazyll, a scrawny looking blonde, had the guts to draw his wand and others followed. Soon there were an array of colors bouncing off the walls of the corridor. Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws ran for cover, this was not their fight. People were slipping on wet ground and it seemed a storm had erupted in the corridor, thunder and lighting were emitting from the Slytherin's rain clouds.
Giancarlo had managed to gain the advantage and was punching Gray who was sporting a bloody nose and a black eye; Giancarlo wasn't in too much better a shape.
Vijay shot a babbling curse at Hades, who dropped his wand and clutched his throat as he started spouting incoherent words.
"Pinoculous!" China hit Vijay in the back and in two seconds, his nose had extended the length of his arm and past.
"AUGH!" he staggered back, his arms flapping like windmills, and he toppled over.
Serena, seeing this, came at China, striking her with her famous bat-bogey hex. She felt a great satisfaction as the 4th year Slytherin tried to swat the bat like blobs that had started attacking her face. She rushed to Vijay's side, and put a stop to his lengthening nose. A purple light whizzed by her, striking Beetrix, another 4th year Slytherin, which made her hands start to shrink rapidly.
She saw Wolf backhand a 7th year, who staggered back a bit, before rushing at him and grabbing him around his arms, locking him in a tight hold. Derrick rushed over and knocked the 7th year over the head with a divinations book. The lug's eyes rolled up and his arms went slack, releasing Wolf as he fell to the ground.
"Wow. To think this would actually come in handy," he retorted, slamming his book into a passing 3rd year, who fell.
A horrible, screeching laughter filled the hall, and the students looked up in horror to see Peeves, the poltergeist, flying around overhead, dropping bubor tubor puss filled balloons everywhere. One hit Aphrodite, causing the 4th year to shriek as her green robes started to fizzle and boils sprung on her skin.
"Aphrodite, all mighty, You are fizzing slightly!" he cackled.
Peeves had taken a liking to the Quads, and had started ingeniously helping their plans along. He threw more puss filled balloons at moving green targets, cackling merrily, "Ickle Slytherin's are ugly boons, let us hit them will puss filled balloons!"
There was pandemonium.
The bell rang to signal the start of classes, but nobody made a move to back down.
Peeves floated over and started waving his arms like a conductors baton, as he zoomed down the corridor, "I see London, I see France, I see China's underpants!" with a definite flick of his hand, a sudden gust blew her skirt up and she shrieked, which only attracted more attention as she struggled to hold down her skirt.
"Charcoal you pig-faced witch, your funny appearance is giving me a stitch, but we all well know that you're a-
"Expelliarmus!" Minerva McGonagall came wading in through the students, shooting at Peeves. The poltergeist stumbled in mid-air and dropping some balloons onto a group of Ravenclaws heads, yelling a slew of curses at her, and waving his fist. She sent another spell at him and he zoomed the opposite way, flinging the rest of his balloons on passersby. He blew one last raspberry, waggling his fingers at her, weaving around madly in mid air as he rounded the corner and out of sight. McGonagall arrived at the two who were rolling on the ground, viciously punching each other.
"Mr. Coetze! Mr. Patrick!"
Orion stepped in between both of them, pulling Giancarlo away as Dazyll was doing to Gray.
"Detention! Both of you! For a week! And Detention," she addressed the mass of the wet students, "for each and every person involved in the fight!"
An uproar erupted, "But Professor McGonagall! It was the Gryffindors who put a 24 hour rain charm on us!" shouted Ashe.
"But you vandalized our common room!" interjected Galatea.
"Enough! A weeks more detention for everybody! Now! Get to class!" Another protest sprung up but McGonagall wouldn't hear of it, she turned on her heel and walked away, head held high, slipping slightly on the water around the corridor.
***
Serena had trudged with the rest of the Gryffindors back up to the common room to change out of their soaked clothes. She peeled them off and discarded them onto the floor, looking at them with distaste.
"Who the hell stuck a stick up McGonagall's ass, seriously, they strike first, and are first to draw wands… but we both get the same amount of detention! I mean, come on! Our restraint has got to count for something."
Serena threw Andy a look that signaled she agreed and the girl nodded, satisfied, then went back to ranting and raving. The Slytherins had struck first, in the common room. And the Dragon…
The Dragon. Why did Andy have to bring that up, and make her remember? Hadn't she already suffered enough for several nights after the vandalism? She had written it down in her diary. Her fears that the Dragon might be back and yet wanting him to be back at the same time. To meet him, to get to know him, and possibly to love him as a daughter should her father. Maybe she could actually see her family all together, without the hatred.
Was that possible? Probably not…
And the subject of the Dragon made her think about Malikye. After she had practically ran out of the classroom, he disappeared. She never saw him again and she was grateful. She was fearful of him knowing the secret. Would he tell? What was he after? Why was he here? And then gone, simply vanished. But there was something oddly familiar about him. Something she couldn't quite put her finger on. She was sure she had never meet him, or seen him before; she was sure she would have remember his eyes, and yet… she knew him, or she thought she did. She didn't understand it.
It was like a messed up déjà vu.
She shook her head, her thoughts returning to Andy and Galatea who had convinced themselves that we shouldn't deserve detention, and were shouting their anger at this injustice.
"We should sue them! IT'S A CONSPIRACY!"
"Yeah, yeah… I'll see you guys later,"
"Where you going?"
"Quidditch practice, and tryouts to find a new beater,"
***
Serena headed onto the field, comfortable in her warm sweat pants. The wind had started to pick up, and it was throwing the bludgers in weird directions and many of the people trying out were doing horribly because of it. Serena was 30 feet above it all, watching. She was bored, it was taking them so long she had already caught the snitch. She decided to fly down, putting the little golden ball into the crate and kicking it shut. The Quidditch players that weren't needed at the time were lounging around on the grass and Serena went to go sit beside them and watch the people trying out. Most of the 4th year Gryffindors had turned up to try, and many 5th years as well. She leaned back on her hands and watched the players moving up above.
It was an obstacle course. There were several hoops suspended in the air and they had to aim the bludgers at the hoops while flying in different patterns. She watched as Vijay whacked the ball into another hoop, he was doing very well, he might have a chance. He landed, received his score from Theo, and walked over to her, his face grim.
"What's wrong? You didn't do a bad job,"
"Oh, yes I did. 6 out of 10 hoops is horrible."
"Come off it… with this wind, hardly any can make it passed that."
He grumbled and sat down next to her, facing towards the sky as they watched Orion take his turn who scored a 5 out of 10. Then it was a 3rd year, Jason Quang, he also got a 5 out of 10. Next came a 5th year, and he scored a 6 out of 10. Vijay groaned, "I'm done for,"
"No your not, there's only two people left, look. Kit and Niko. The odds are against them both, Niko can't aim straight with his quill let alone a bludger and Kit, well, Kit was never really well with brooms,"
Vijay didn't look comforted, "I don't know. Kit's been on about practicing over the summer. He was in America with his cousins, big sport over there 'in it?"
Serena shook her head, "You are hopeless,"
Vijay made a frustrated noise and leaned back to lay on the grass, his head in his hands, staring up at the people above.
Theo, Charlie's son, was the other beater, and he was supervising the obstacle course. He would be the one to choose the new beater, ultimately his partner for the rest of his 4 years at Hogwarts.
As Serena had suspected, Niko did a horrible job, a 2 out of 10. He dropped to the ground and hung his head in shame, slumping off to the changing rooms.
Serena saw that Kit seemed very confident as he rose into the air level with the first hoop.
"Ready?" Kit nodded, his face full of determination, "Go!" Theo hit 2 bludgers at Kit and he sunk the fist one into the first hoop, he meet the next one and sunk it into the second hoop.
"Not bad…" Serena said observantly, she looked to Vijay. He wasn't even watching anymore, instead he was pulling grass, and fiddling with his broom, snapping the uneven twigs on the tail of his broom.
Kit missed the fifth hoop and the seven, as well as the eighth… but then made two nice passes into the last two hoops. He scored an 7 out of 10.
The two of them flew down and shook hands. Theo was saying something and Kit nodded, he turned and strode over to them, a grin on his face.
"Meet the new beater!"
"Oh joy," muttered Vijay, dryly.
"Congrats," Serena stood up, "I'm going to fly a couple laps, all I've done all practice is sit and watch,"
"I'll join you. I need to calm down a bit. I'm all hyped up right now," Kit picked up his broom again, his face lighting up as he bounced on the balls of his feet, eagerly looking up to the sky.
"Hey Serena!"
Wolf was talking to the rest of the team, and he turned and called to her, "Kit, you go on ahead, I'll catch up to you in a minute,"
She joined their crowd and listened to Wolf, the keeper, as he told the rest of the team who the new beaters was, "So Kit's the new beater, I want Theo to help him out as best as you can. Danica, Arien, and Skyler, Slytherin favors the v-formation, we need to separate them by coming from the above and underneath them, catch them off guard. Serena, you just do your thing, okay?"
She saluted, "Yessir,"
"All right, practice is over. I'll see you all later. And remember, first Quidditch match is in a month, so we have practice every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, got it?"
There was a murmur to signal they heard and the team dispersed.
"Serena-"
"Yeah?" Serena turned around.
It was Wolf, "Are you okay?" he his hair hung in front of his dark eyes, which made them seem all the more mysterious, "You seem to be… I don't know, distant, I guess."
She was annoyed at this, "Stalking me are you?"
"No, I mean… It's kinda hard not to notice."
"Everything's fine, look. I promised I'd meet Kit for a couple of laps-"
"Alright, alright, yeah…see ya' around,"
"Yeah," Serena watched him leave, he seemed to walk a little clumsily, like his legs and arms were far too big for him, out of the Quidditch pitch. Serena thought for a moment, Wolf was acting strange. He usually had a graceful swagger, strutting around confidently.
Maybe it's just another full moon she thought to herself and dismissed it, leaping into the sky and joining Kit who had been watching them.
