After only two minutes of sitting in peace, I was approached by someone. I didn't need to look up from my food to see who they were.
"Capella." I said simply. I felt a glare that was directed at my head.
"Look up at me." She said. I shrugged.
"Would rather not torture myself by seeing you, sorry." I said. She pushed me a bit. "I honestly don't know why you repeatedly result to using your hands and feet to hurt me when you have a wand. It was probably your sister who performed the curse, am I correct?" I asked, looking up at her finally. She pushed me aside and sat down next to me. "Well this is new." She pushed me off the bench. I sat up, rubbing my arm slightly. "Take that back." I said, sitting back where I had been sitting. She tried to push me off again, but this time I stopped her before she could by moving over in the bench. "Can you not talk today? Or do you just love hearing my voice?" I asked.
"Don't pride yourself." She said. She then quickly grabbed the shoulder that Bellatrix had used that curse on. I didn't flinch, considering it didn't hurt. "Let me see that!" She yelled. She quickly dove at me, which was a huge mistake, considering we were on a bench. I simply got off the bench and she fell onto it. A couple kids laughed, but came to a sudden stop when she got back up. She grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me out of the Great Hall. She then pulled me into an empty classroom. "How come that didn't hurt? What did you do?" She questioned, with her wand out, pointing it right at my face.
"Actually, someone else fixed it, for your information." I said. She motioned for me to continue. "Like I'm telling you!" I said, laughing a bit.
"You're the one with a wand in your face!" She said.
"And I'm the one not scared of a dummy like you." I said. She took a step closer.
"I can make you suffer. I can do many things to hurt you!" She yelled. I looked at her skeptically.
"Are you sure you can? I thought you had your sister for that?" I questioned. To my surprise, she stepped back a couple feet, but still had her wand up. I slowly went for my wand.
"You know, I don't need her. I can handle you myself!" She said.
"Are you sure?" I asked, once I fully had my wand in hand. My plan failed.
"Expelliarmus!" She said. And with a flick of her wand, my wand was out of my hands. I tried to grab it before her, but she got there. "Impedimenta!" She exclaimed. I stumbled back a few steps and glared at her.
"What is with you and stealing my wand, lately?" I asked. She glared at me. I held my hands up in defense to annoy her. She still had her wand up. "Two things. One, if you want to fight or something, I'm going to need my wand. Second, you aren't supposed to hurt other students, you can get in detention."
"Gonna test me?" She asked. I shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" I said with a smirk. She opened her mouth and I saw the door to the side of us opened slightly.
"St-" She started. However, she didn't get to finish.
"Expelliarmus!" Came a voice from where the door was located. I looked over there, expecting to see one of the Marauders, Lily, Dashia, or a teacher, but it was actually Rigel. Not only did her own wand flew out of her hand, but she was so shocked, that mine fell as well. I quickly grabbed my own as she was grabbing her own and turned to her. I held my own wand up.
"Fun to be on the other side, am I correct?" I asked. She was laying on the floor, and I was kneeling. Rigel came over and helped me up. I wiped some of the dirt off my pants. "Thanks." I told him. He smiled a bit and nodded.
"Rigel, you do know what she is, correct?" Capella said in shock. Rigel nodded. "That she is a Gryffindor, and a mud-"
"Don't finish that word." Rigel threatened. Capella looked shocked.
"But- you- what?" She questioned. Rigel shrugged.
"Ever question why we hate muggles and muggleborns? Sometimes half bloods as well?" Rigel asked. Capella shook her head.
"There isn't a need to! Rigel, they are lower than us. You know this. Pure bloods deserve more while muggles and mudbloods should fear us." Capella commented. Rigel laughed a bit.
"Sure doesn't look like Quinn fears you!" He said. She scoffed.
"Marley? She will. When the time comes." She said as she turned her head to me. "Disgusting little mudblood, you will!" She told me. I nodded.
"Sure." I said simply. She glared at me. She turned back to Rigel.
"Why did you help her?" Capella asked. "Disarm one of your own instead of helping out?"
"If you are one of my own, I'm joining Quinn's side. She is just as much a witch as you are Capella. Also, she is quite nice if you ask me. I think I would rather side with people like her than you." Capella gasped as I smiled a bit.
"Traitor! You are a blood traitor! Just like Sirius Black! You are both traitors! Helping out mudbloods! Disgrace!" She yelled. I rolled my eyes and pulled Rigel out of the room. He followed, but I could tell he was hesitant since he wanted to backfire. Capella was still calling him a traitor and me a mudblood as we left.
"Does anything she call you ever actually offend you?" Rigel asked as we quickly walked away from the room, hearing her get up. I shrugged.
"No, not really. I have kinda learned to ignore her." I said. He nodded.
"So her calling you that doesn't hurt?" Rigel asked. "What if someone else did?"
"I mean, it hurts a bit, the fact that the only reason she dislikes me is because I am technically a, well, you know." I started. Rigel nodded, getting what I was referring to. "If someone else were to call me it, I'd probably be a bit more affected, considering I've gotten used to it from her." I said. We were walking slower now, towards the Great Hall.
"But that is a bad thing! You shouldn't have to be used to it! That sucks that muggle borns have to go through that kind of junk just because their parents just so happen to be muggles, the person themselves are just as good as any other witch or wizard!" Rigel ranted. I sighed a bit.
"The world sucks, so that's how it is, I guess. At least when I get older and have kids, they won't have to deal with being muggleborns and the trouble that comes with it, right?" I said with another shrug. He sighed a bit and nodded. "Now, moving away from the sad gloomy topic, staying at Hogwarts for Christmas?" I asked. He looked up at me.
"I answered that question for myself two weeks ago, actually. At first, I was going to go home. But two weeks ago, when something big happened, I changed my mind and wrote to my mother and told her I'm staying." Rigel explained. I tilted my head curiously.
"What was the thing, if you don't mind me asking?" I asked. He stopped and looked me in the eyes.
"I realized muggleborns aren't bad people, and that my family sucks. I don't want to sound creepy when I say this, but, I had been watching you a couple weeks prior to meeting you. You seemed nice, kind, brave, smart, and that's why I helped you. I would like to thank you for showing me that muggleborns are no different than purebloods." Rigel finished. I smiled at him.
"Your welcome, Rigel. I think we would be good friends, how about you?" I asked. He nodded and stuck his hand out.
"Great friends." He said with a smile as we shook hands and continued walking.