This is my favorite chapter so far I hope you like it!
Rating: K pretty mild, but numerous uses of the words "git" and "idiot"
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is NOT mine! PJ and Professor Logan are mine though!
Summary: PJ meets Draco and things don't end up so great…
WARNING: Contains, words such as "git" and "idiot", and octopus tentacles!
Chapter 3
Draco Malfoy
PJ and the gang all went down to breakfast again. Ron half awake, as usual, contributed little to the conversation.
"I can't wait to go back to potions." said PJ rolling her eyes. Harry chuckled. They walked into the great hall and sat down in their regular seats. As PJ was helping herself to a rather large helping of eggs, she heard loud snickering at a table across the room from a boy with platinum blonde hair, along with two rather large, oafish boys. They were looking at Harry.
"Who are those lovely people?" said PJ sarcastically, with a cocked eyebrow. Harry turned and the snickering got louder.
"That's Malfoy." said Harry.
Ron now with a sufficient food supply spoke up, "No doubt cracking jokes about Harry and us." PJ got a mischievous glint in her eye and stood up.
"What are you doing?" Hermione said.
"Making friends." said PJ trying to sound innocent, but her face had that look Peeves has before a prank. She went over to the Slytherin table, to Draco and his goons. The laughing stopped.
"Hi." said PJ in a cheery voice.
Draco looked up at her and snapped at her, "What do you want?"
"I'm PJ, I'm new here." said PJ in that same cheery voice, ignoring Draco's obvious annoyance.
"Well whoopee for you." said Draco trying to imitate PJ.
"You're funny." said PJ, but her voice suddenly changed as she bent over the table and whispered menacingly, "Let's see if you're as funny with octopus tentacles instead of arms."
Draco leaned back, "What's your problem?" he said trying to be cool but failing miserably.
"You were just making fun of my friends, were you not? Oh, don't give me that crap." she continued to whisper as Draco shook his head. "I don't like it when people make fun of my friends. Let me remind you, my father's the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and I know a lot of ways, and I mean a lot, to teach you to be nice, though I'd much prefer you figure it out yourself, but I will nudge you along if I have to. You've been warned." she stood up.
"Nice meeting you Draco!" she said happily. Draco was both shocked and somewhat frightened, and could only stare.
PJ walked back to the Gryffindor table and sat down and nonchalantly. Harry turned around and saw Draco who was still dumbfounded, but was being consoled by the girls of Slytherin who noticed his unusual behavior.
"What did you do to him?" asked Hermione, not bothering to hide her happiness.
"I only introduced myself, told him to be nice and threatened him if he wouldn't." PJ said as if she did that everyday.
"Brilliant." laughed Ron his mouth full of grits.
PJ waved that last comment away, "It was nothing, he is quite a chicken, and I thought the horrible Draco would be more challenging. I mean, just his name, Draco, is dragon in some other language, I can't remember which though…" PJ trailed off.
"Well, he can be really frustrating; Hermione punched him once you know." Harry said.
"Well done, my friend!" said PJ raising her hand for a high-five.
Hermione slapped her hand, "He deserved it, and he was making fun of Buckbeak being executed."
"Buckbeak?" PJ said confused.
"Oh, I forgot you don't know him," said Hermione, "He's a hippogriff, we got him before they could kill him, he was Hagrid's, Draco insulted him and he scratched him, and Draco, being the baby he is told his dad who convinced everyone Buckbeak was dangerous and had him sentenced to death." PJ sat a second while she comprehended all she just heard. She nodded.
"I see." PJ replied, just as the sound of wings filled the room. The brown owl swooped down to Harry and offered up the paper he carried. Harry took the paper and gave the owl the money. Just before he took off once again, the owl snatched Harry's toast out of his hand.
"Hey!" Harry shouted at the owl as he flew for the windows. He turned around and started laughing. Harry picked up his paper once again and glanced over the front page. More news about Death Eater attacks.
"Listen to this," Harry said, " 'Yesterday at 3:47 another attack took place in Diagon Ally, there was someone under an invisibility cloak firing off spells disrupting shop windows and tossing items all over the place, seven people were hit by flying debris, and eleven were hit by cruciatus.'" The other three had stopped eating and were waiting eagerly for him to continue, along with some surrounding students pretending not to listen. Harry kept on, "'those injured are now being held in St.Mungo's, and all are in a stable condition. This is believed to be the work of Bellatrix Lestrange, for she is known for using the cruciatis before repeatedly on the Longbottoms,'" Harry noticed Neville, not too far away, looked down and turned a greenish color. Harry continued after turning the page, "'also, witnesses reported hearing the voice of a woman, '…laughing wickedly and shouting', 'The dark lord shall rule again!'…. 'This is not certain though', Kingsly Shacklebolt told us in an exclusive meeting, '… The Dark Lord no doubt has more than just one woman on his side, but Lestrange is quite likely of doing such a thing…' currently Aurors are investigating for further clues.'" Harry put the paper down and looked up. Everyone around him burst out talking to one another.
"That's awful!" said Hermione
"You know why they did this, don't you?" said PJ, gazing into space, stirring up her eggs with her fork subconsciously.
"'Cause they're evil?" said Ron stuffing his mouth with food.
"Well that and they're trying to scare people." said Hermione looking at PJ who apparently had an idea.
"Can I see the paper?" said PJ. Harry shrugged and handed it to her across the table. PJ thought a moment and was about to say something when Dumbledore stood.
"Now, I am sure all of you are enjoying this delicious breakfast immensely, but I'm afraid it is time for you to head to class, go and learn something." he smiled and left and the room was filled with the noise of shuffling feet.
PJ slipped the paper into her bag and stood. The group headed for the door but was cut off by Draco, Crabe, and Goyle.
"Malfoy." said Harry with a sneer.
"Potter." said Malfoy disgustedly, "I want to talk to your friend here." he indicated PJ.
"Any thing you've got to say to her you can say in front of us." said Harry angrily.
Draco was about to say something but PJ interrupted, "Hey c'mon guys it's fine just wait for me over by the stairs." she turned to Draco and put on that fake cheery voice again, "Come on lets go out to the main hall."
Once out there Draco dropped his voice, "You know that wasn't funny what you did earlier."
Crabe and Goyle stood there laughing. PJ looked up at Draco, "What if I wasn't trying to be funny, you don't believe I could do what I said?" she said coolly. Draco and his goons cracked out laughing.
"Oh, come on you're just a girl, and probably a mudblood too!" laughed Draco.
"Just a girl? Mudblood! I know plenty of people who could whip your sorry tail who were girls and not pure bloods!" she shouted. She extremely hated the term mudblood, and was prepared to hurt someone for using it accusingly. She whipped out her wand and was about to hex Malfoy when her dad walked by.
"Hey dad!" she said hiding hey wand. He turned and smiled, "Hey, what are you still doing here? You need to get to class. You guys too." he said indicating Malfoy and his idiots.
"Of coarse, good bye, I'll be seeing all of you in Defense Against the Dark Arts." she walked of glaring at Malfoy.
"I can see why you punched him." PJ said as she walked up to the group and past them. They all followed her as she marched up the stairs.
"What'd he say?" asked Hermione.
"He said I couldn't do anything because I was just a girl and probably a, oh he used that horrible word, 'mudblood'. I told him I knew plenty of girls, not pure blood, who could whip his sorry tail." she said explaining her anger, then she said, "I was about to hex him too, but Dad showed up and told me I should get to class, so lets go." They continued up the stairs chuckling at PJ's story, and arrived at transfiguration just as class started.
The day went well for everyone, Snape was tolerable today, and so far the group had no homework. But when they got to Defense Against the Dark Arts and PJ saw Draco she traded her halo for horns.
"Well lookie here." she said to Hermione, "It's Mr. I'm better than everyone else!" She went to a desk diagonal from Malfoy with Hermione next to her and Ron and Harry in front of her.
"Hello class. I hope you're day has been good so far." Professor Logan stepped in and laid his bag down on his desk. He put his knuckles on the desk and leaned over observing the class.
"Today," he said standing up, "We will be discussing sirens." He walked around to the front of his desk and leaned back on it, "Now who can tell me about them?" Hands shot up throughout the room.
Professor Logan looked around the room, "Ahh lets see, Seamus." Seamus smiled and looked around before starting.
"Sirens are these bird things that sing to lure sailors to them." he said happily. Logan nodded and said, "True Seamus. Is there anything anyone would like to add?" Seamus slumped in his chair, as two hands shot up. Logan pointed to Hermione.
"A siren is a bird-like creature that lures sailors to crash so she can devour them, but it only works on men." she said informatively.
Behind her PJ could hear Draco mocking Hermione, "Oh yes, only men, because they're so stupid, and I'm so smart." Draco said snickering.
"D'you hear that?" she asked Hermione when her dad turned around. Hermione stopped a second and listened, she turned and glared at Draco who only looked back at her laughing.
"Don't worry about it." she said as Professor Logan elaborated on what Hermione had said.
"…But they aren't bird-like, though," said Logan oblivious to Draco's misconduct, "They are half bird, half woman. If any of you are to ever come up against one you can always use a simple spell you can use to block out undesireable noise." he said turning to the board and writing out a spell. "Now I understand, as Miss Granger said, the song is only luring to those of the male gender, but this can be useful for other things too, any ideas?" PJ's hand shot up.
"Yes PJ?" Logan said smiling.
PJ straightened up and said, "In herbology, when gardening Mandrakes."
"Very good Miss Logan." he said moving to the front of his desk.
"Very good Miz Logan!" Draco mocked. PJ turned and told him to stop when her dad wasn't looking, but he just laughed and continued.
"Mr. Malfoy, is something funny?" Logan said with a cocked eyebrow.
"No, not in this bloody class anyway." Malfoy mumbled.
Professor Logan started again, "Come again? 'Cause I'd hate to have to give up my time after class to watch you in detention."
Malfoy, doing his best to look innocent, replied, "No sir."
"Well, back to business," Logan continued.
Draco threw a paper ball at PJ. She turned around and glared at him. He mouthed 'You're gonna pay.' and returned to his acting up.
"Okay, everyone ready? Tap your ears and say Para auris and you won't be able to hear, once you've done this tap the again and say auris sterzin. Go." Everyone was turning their hearing on and off. Once everyone had turned their hearing on Logan started again, "Now, since you've all grasped this quite quickly, we'll move on. Next we will be learning a hex that will cause you're opponent to become unnaturally clumsy. this can result in misfiring, tripping, and other clumsy mishaps."
Once again Professor Logan turned around to face the board, and once again Draco continued making fun of people, this time Professor Logan. PJ sat through this for the rest of the class, with every minute that passed her anger grew; it was all that she could do to keep from inflicting some sort of hex on him. When class was finally over Malfoy was put off by PJ's lack of reaction during the last part of class and stopped her outside the door.
"You know PJ, at first I thought your dad was a stupid American, but you know, I've realized he's a stupid, blubbering, mud blood, git of an American." Despite the fact that that was one of the worst put insults she'd ever heard her anger surpassed the controllable level. PJ's eyes turned red, she started growing taller so she had to look down on Draco, her hair turned to red, and her teeth sharpened.
"You know what Draco? You're an idiot, a whiney, selfish, git of an idiot! I've tried to tolerate your imbecilic ways, but no, you keep pushing it!" a group of students started flocking around the two, Harry, Hermione, and Ron all stood mystified, and Draco looked as if he were about to wet his pants.
Professor Logan heard the commotion and ran out to find his daughter yielding her wand. He shouted at PJ to stop but it was too late.
"Octo Tencialis." shouted PJ. Draco jumped back as his arms turned to Octopus tentacles, four on each side. Draco let out a scream and fell to the floor. Professor Logan pushed through the crowd and told Draco to go to the Hospital Wing.
"And you young lady, will have detention for the next month on Saturdays, with lines!" he said angrily.
PJ went back to normal, "But Dad, he was calling you names, and playing around the entire class, mocking my friends and he was doing the same thing this morning!"
"I don't care, that doesn't give you permission to hex him." Logan replied. Then he looked up from the frustrated PJ, and said, "Did anyone else hear him?" All the Gryffindors raised their hands, while the Slytherins stood there glaring at the snitches. Logan sighed looking at PJ and said "Someone let him know he has detention this Saturday." He started back to his class room, but then stopped, "Oh, yeah," he said turning, "Five points from Slytherin, and ten from Gryffindor." He turned and continued on to his classroom. PJ stood there a second to take in what just happened.
"I can't believe I just did that!" PJ said putting her palm to her face. Her friends stood there confused, while all the Gryffindors to her and bombarded her with questions and compliments. She managed to get through the crowd to her friends finally and directed them to a deserted hallway.
"How'd you…" Harry started.
"Do that?' PJ finished, sighing. She shook her head and started talking to herself, "How'd you let yourself do that? We didn't want anyone to know…" Hermione caught on.
"You're a metamorphamagus!" she proclaimed.
PJ nodded, "Yep, I didn't want anyone to know because I didn't want a lot of attention about it, you see, in America, we haven't had a metamorphamagus for the last hundred years, so it was a big thing when I was born, it was no where near the attention you get, Harry, but still bothersome. If you're wondering why I choose this look it's because it's what I'd look like if I wasn't one." she looked at them and gave a sheepish smile.
"It's fine with us our friend Tonks is one too, though she doesn't go to school here, she's an auror." Hermione said.
"Sweet!" said PJ, "Nice to know its fine."
"So if I remember right you can change to look like other people, right?" said Ron.
"Sure." PJ replied looking at her watch, "Ohh we gotta go."
They started walking and Ron continued, "So could you do, say, Snape?" PJ smiled and shut her eyes and concentrated and her face slowly changed into an exact copy of Snape's.
"Seventy-thousand points from all the classes not Slytherin!" she said in her best Snape impression.
"Creepy." laughed Ron. PJ closed her eyes and turned her face back to normal. They continued on replaying PJ's fight with Draco gleefully until they reached their next class.
At dinner, Draco was no where to be seen. Everyone was laughing and saying, "He's either too scared PJ will do something to him, or they can't get rid of all of the tentacles!" PJ was the hero of the night to all of those who had been harassed by Draco, and was treated so when she arrived in the common room. There were butterbeers all around. As a special treat PJ got up and showed off her skills doing impressions for her fellow class mates.
Eventually the crowd dwindled down to four. They were all sitting in the over stuffed chairs around the fire.
"It's hard to believe this is only my second day here." PJ sighed staring into the fire. Then she looked up, "Do you guys ever play pranks here?" Her eyes flashed again.
"Sure, you got an idea?" Harry said matching the look PJ had.
"Maybe." said PJ playfully. She looked around and said, "I'll fill you in later, we'll do it this Saturday after my detention. But before we do it, there are a few things I need…"
Hmmm, what's PJ got up her sleeve? pleez review!