The New Student
Chapter 3: Sweet Victory
Elza had only been at Hogwarts for two weeks before receiving her first detention. She endured so many comments from people. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were always there for her. They'd informed her that the blonde boy she'd met was Draco Malfoy. He apparently had quite a mean streak and said the most abrasive things to people who weren't Purebloods. Now that she knew how venomous the term "Mudblood" was, she was furious that he'd used it in reference to her. She vowed that the next time he said anything to her, she'd show him his place.
As Elza walked to Potions, she was thinking of what she'd do if Malfoy heckled her further. She knew that not many people around here would stand up to him, not only because he seemed so intimidating, but they also feared detention. Elza had never had a detention in her entire life, so if she were to get one, it would definitely have to be worth it. At the thought of his stupid, smug face, she growled and clenched her fists.
"So, Mudbloods really are animals," she heard Malfoy say. He must've walked into the classroom right after her. "Shut up Draco," she snapped. "I'm getting ready to study potions and I really don't need a muddled mind." She knew she had to feign patience for a while. "You're worse than that dirty, Mudblood Gryffindor," he continued. "You're so strange, even by Muggle standards. You're hard on the eyes and you're probably dumb, too. As a matter of fact, I heard that Snape thinks you're stupid and has advised Dumbledore not to allow your return next year." She saw through his childish tactics, but it still hurt that her favorite professor might think she was stupid. Besides, nobody put down her friends like that.
"Malfoy, I'm warning you!" By now almost everyone had entered the room, overhearing their conversation. "You're warning me!" he snorted. "Alright Malfoy! Let's settle this. No wands!" She moved into her fighting stance. She realized she probably looked ridiculous fighting in her little school girl uniform. "I wouldn't waste my time on a Mudblood girl," he sneered. "Mmm...I see," she said. "I'd heard you were incapable, despite all your big talk. I bet you wish you were half the man Harry is." She knew that would send him over the edge.
She misjudged his enraged speed and he had her to the ground, straddling her and choking her before she knew it. As Elza lie there gasping for breath, she saw that quite an audience had grown. She stopped struggling and smirked. "Like it rough, do you?" Draco asked, grinning sadistically. She removed his hands from her neck with a strenght she'd been masking. Then, she thrust her hips upward, sending him over her head and onto the floor. They both stood. "Precisely," she answered. "I'm going to end this before this fight escalates." And she jolted forward and punched him with all her strenght right in the gut.
Snape had been watching the whole time, but had chosen not to intervene. He was curious as to how this girl...No. "Woman" he thought...would react. Suddenly, as Draco was doubled over in pain, Elza found she could no longer keep her anger in check. She grabbed Malfoy's head and brought it slamming down as she shot her knee up. She felt strong arms grab her around the waist as Malfoy fell to the ground unconscious with a horrid black eye. She struggled agains the interceptor, her face flushed with rage. "Do restrain yourself, Miss Ocean. You've already cost your House a considerable amount of points. Not to mention a detention after school every day this week."
Elza stopped squirming and calmed at the sound of the professor's rich voice. She realized he still had his arm wrapped around her waist and hoped her recent fury covered her blush. He released her. "You two," he said to a couple of boys, "get Malfoy to Madame Pomfrey." Elza was now a hero to all students. All students except the Slytherin.