Chapter 27 Made Friends With The Yank Have You?
"So Potter, made friends with the Yank have you?" came Malfoy's drawling voice when the group had arrived at the dungeons. Smirking, he continued "God this place has gone to the dogs, I mean, first they let this riffraff in." he said waving his hand at Ron. "Then they let mudbloods in." he looked at Hermione. "People with over-inflated heads no less." He smirked at Harry. "And then they still have the nerve to let Yanks in." he said with a chuckle.
Ron pulled out his wand as Harry whipped out his, but they weren't fast enough for Scott; before any of the others could even take a breath he shouted "Expellaramus!" This was the most powerful result that anyone had seen come from that spell. Malfoy was thrown one hundred feet, straight into a wall. The crunch was sickening as he hit the wall. Hearing the loud thump, Snape threw open the dungeon doors and surveyed the damage.
By the looks of it, Malfoy had tried to stop himself from hitting the wall with his arm, which now lay badly broken at his side. Snape looked up quickly and spotted Scott with his wand out, still breathing hard. "Peaterson!" he spat. "On what grounds did you do this!" Scott looked over at Malfoy who was still whimpering; he may have attacked him, but he was not a snitch.
"Nothing sir, I just don't like the kid." "Fifty points from Gryffendor and a weeks worth of detentions for you. Everyone inside." Scott was the first one inside, seeing as he all but knocked Snape down as he brushed past him.
Potions class went very quickly that day, seeing as Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson had gone to the hospital wing. Harry was beginning to get annoyed by Hermione though, who would glance at Scott every few seconds. Harry was impressed by the way Scott was holding himself though, his face was impassive and emotionless, where as if it were Harry, he'd be shaking with rage.
When the bell rang he was also surprised when Scott carefully replaced his potions ingredients slowly. Where if it were him, they would be thrown, pell-mell, into his bag. But when he left the classroom, he sped up as to avoid talking to Hermione.
Unfortunately for him, Hermione caught up with him and asked "What was that?" "I don't like that kid calling you a mudblood." "Scott….be as it may…that was still uncalled for." "Yeah……I know." "BLOODY BRILLIANT SCOTT!" Dean yelled with enthusiasm as he slapped him on the back. Hermione gave him a glare and he said quickly "Uh, I've gotta go…." And sped off.
She turned back to Scott and said "Scott, you just can't do that, you'll be expelled before the first week is over!" As she said this she gently put her hand on his arm. "Look, Hermione, I appreciate your help and all, but I've got it, I can take care of myself, I have been for a long time……"
Hermione saw the sadness that she saw earlier slip back into his eyes. "Don't worry." He said and brushed her hand away and was already walking away.
AN: I know, I know, extreme shortness! I just couldn't figure how to end this once it was later on in the story….so I had to do it here. SORRY! BUT,Hey! This doesn't mean you don't have to review! And if you're gonna just send me one just bitching about the quality or shortness, save it! I've had a bad week and I'm PMSing! Don't fuck with me! I love you all, please review!