Leya hopped from one foot to another. It was her first day of school. The classroom was still bare, so she wandered out into the hallway and decided to go exploring. A Marcus Flint walked with his classmate Terence Higgs and their friend Theodore Nott, who was two years younger. He noticed Leya and Leya's eyes gleamed and she waved with a cheeky grin on her face. Marcus growled, not forgetting the fact that a girl two years younger than him had gotten the better of him. A muggle at that, or so he believed. He stalked over to Leya, intending on giving her a scare. Terence and Theo tried to pull him back, but he shook them off.
:"Flint! Come on; We'll be late." Leya raised her eyebrows as Marcus stalked over to her. She backed away, slowly, pretending to be scared.

"Scared are you, you little muggle girl?" While Marcus couldn't yet do magic, his parents were Deatheaters and so, he was exposed to the Dark Arts. Leya gasped at the term. That would mean the older boy was a wizard. Leya bit her lip till she was exactly where she wanted to be, right behind a big bucket of soapy water. Marcus gave a twisted smile as he cornered her and Leya smirked. Her eyes not leaving Marcus', she, kicked the bucket hard and it toppled over. She grinned in satisfaction as Marcus tried to regain his balance as it poured all over the linoleum floor and Marcus tripped and fell right into the soapy water. He growled when Leya picked up another bucket of soapy water and before Theo or Terence could do anything, she had dumped the mixture right on top of Marcus' head. Terence and Theo bit back their laughter. Marcus turned and glared at them and they quickly calmed down. Leya grinned, walked up to him, and kicked him. She smiled evilly and stepped away, staring him down. "Did you just call me a muggle?" She burst into laughter. "I'm only 6. I beat you without magic!" She smirked. Terence and Theo coughed, realizing she was not a muggle.

Leya raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms across her chest, in challenge. The Headmaster was walking up the corridor and froze, seeing the scene before him. Little Justin came up happily, heading into class, and yelped seeing Marcus. He blushed seeing Leya, the girl he recognized from the park a few weeks ago, and quickly hid behind the headmaster. The headmaster chuckled. Justin had been attending the school since he was 3. He had always been a rather shy boy. Mr. Wilkes assessed the scene in front of him. His eyes moved from Marcus Flint, known as a kid who always picked on younger kids, Terence Higgs, who was rather responsible, Theodore Nott, who had a habit of pranking whichever teacher was unlucky to have him, and a girl he did not recognize. He assumed she was new. She looked to be about Justin's age. He cleared his throat and 4 pairs of eye met the Headmaster's. "Hi Mr. Wilkes!" Theo and Terence called.
"Morning Terence. Morning Theodore." He looked to Marcus, covered in soap. "What happened here?" He looked at the four children sternly.
Marcus scowled. "This brat," he pointed to Leya, "thought it would be funny to see me covered in soapy water." He glared at Leya. "Just wait till my parents hear about this!" Mr. Wilkes looked on in amusement at Leya, who only seemed to be holding an aura of defiance upon her face. It looked like Marcus wouldn't have an easy target for once.
"Mr. Flint. There is no need for name calling." Marcus growled. The headmaster turned to Leya. "What's your name?"
"Leya." She spoke in a childlike voice, filled with innocence.
"Did you knock over the bucket of water?" Leya simply nodded, unashamed, biting back a grin. He sighed and took her hand. "Come; I'm going to have to write you up and alert your guardian." Leya pouted.
"You have to take that meanie too!"
"Why is this?"
"I kicked the bucket of water because he was coming after me," she stated innocently.
"I did no such thing!" Marcus growled. He looked to Terence and Theo. "Tell them."
Terence and Theo whistled innocently. He glared. Justin tugged on the Headmaster's robes. Mr. Wilkes bent down to Justin's level and Justin whispered something in his ear. He patted Justin on the head. "Be off to class, young man." Justin giggled, waved to Leya, and ran into the classroom. Mr. Wilkes turned his attention to Terence and Theo. "Do you deny Leya's statement?"
They shook their heads. Marcus scowled.
"May we go to class, Headmaster?"
"Yes, yes.. Be on your way. Mr. Flint, I'm afraid you are going to have to come with me? Already the first day and you are picking on someone younger than you." He turned to Leya. "As for you….I hope this doesn't become habit." He raised his eyebrows and looked at her sternly. "Marcus is not one to be reckoned with." He whispered. Leya giggled and skipped alongside the Headmaster, Marcus stomping behind, cursing under his breath.