Misadventures at Hogwarts: Chapter 2

I watch Wright's wand skitter down the corridor, stopping only when it rolls against a wall. Then he glances toward the origin of the disarming spell, and I follow his gaze. Standing at the end of the corridor, under a sea of red, curly hair, is my saviour. Wright sees her small stature and sneers triumphantly. "This doesn't concern you, little girl. Move along."

Arys shrugs her shoulders while continuing to keep her wand pointed at him offensively, slowly stepping forward toward us. "Actually, this really does concern me. You see, I need to talk to the boy that you're assaulting. It's rather important. And I can't very well talk to him if you jinx him into next week, now can I?"

Wright shakes his head defiantly while lowering me back to the ground, his fist still tightly clenched around my shirt. "You're going to have to find another time to talk to…" He looks disdainfully at me and acerbically says my name, "…Potter."

Arys smiles crookedly and reciprocates Wright's head shake. "As I said before, it's rather important. So if you could please release him, I will gladly let you go on your way, completely unharmed."

Wright sneers again, raising an eyebrow at her as he asks, "And if I don't?"

"Then," Arys waves her wand dramatically to emphasize her point as she continues to move closer, "you will never be able to get the taste of slug out of your mouth. I really don't want to have to do anything to you, but I'll do what I must."

Wright scoffs as he presses me firmly against the cold, stone wall. "You don't have it in you to hex me, little girl."

Arys smirks, a bit of humor playing on her face. "You'd be amazed at what I have in me… Now if you would please make you decision…"

I let out a forceful cough as Wright's fist presses more firmly against my chest. "I'm pretty sure he's already made his decision… Would you just jinx him already?!"

"Well?" Arys asks patiently, now almost next to us.

Wright shrugs his shoulders cockily, his sneer returning. "You don't seem like much of a threat, so I'll take my chances, little g-"

Before he can finish his sentence, Arys has shot her spell at Wright and his last word is garbled by the sound of him spewing up a slug. A mixture of disgust and disbelief cover Wright's face as he spits out another slug. He looks over at Arys and says, "This isn't over…" Then he releases me and runs away.

The moment Wright's fleeing footsteps can't be heard echoing throughout the corridor, I wipe the remnants of saliva and slug slime off the front of my shirt. "Hey, thanks for that. What were you doing down here anyways?"

Arys looks around suspiciously before responding. "I was following you… You haven't told anyone, have you?"

"Wait, what?" It takes me a moment to realize what she's talking about before I respond. "Er, no, I haven't told anyone."

She raises a curious eyebrow at me. "Why not?"

I shrug as I rub the spot on my chest that Wright had been using to hold me on the wall. "While I find your condition completely cool, it's not my news to tell. Does the Headmaster know about your condition?"

She sighs while holding up a finger. "Alright, first, it's not a condition. It's a problem. And second," she holds up a second finger, "yes, Headmaster Fortiter knows about my problem. He doesn't know, however, that I've been going into the forest to deal with it. He thinks I deal with it elsewhere…"

I nod, a bit confused. "I'm sure he's bound to figure it out eventually... Why are you hiding it from him?"

She shrugs as we slowly walk down the corridor. "I don't like the fact that he feels the need to tell me how to deal with my condition. Who is he to tell me that? I have no control over it, but I do have control over where it happens."

I reciprocate her shrug, shoving my hands into the pockets of my pants. "It seems he only has your best interests in mind. I don't think you can really blame him for that."

Arys turns and glares at me. "You're not going to tell him, are you?"

I roll my eyes and shake my head, scoffing as I do. "No, I'm not going to tell him, but I think you should."

She shakes her head stopping next to an opening in the wall. "I'm fine. I know what I'm doing."

I look at the ceiling and sigh then look back at her, only to see that she's gone. I purse my lips and continue down the corridor, heading for potions class.

As I walk in the classroom, I wave to Professor Slughorn and give him my most apologetic look. "Sorry I'm late, Professor. I left my-"

"No excuse, Mister Potter! Ten points from Gryffindor!" When I stop walking and stare at him in flagrant disbelief, he adds, "Go take your seat, Mister Potter or I'll be forced to take more points."

I walk to my seat, scoffing loudly as I do, and look at Freddie, who is in the seat next to me. "You will not believe what has happened to me... What potion are we making today?"

Freddie smirks at me and adds an ingredient to the potion brewing in front of us. "A calming drought, which means you have time to fill me in on what I just missed."

I let out a small laugh. "Well, I was attacked by Wright, then saved by Arys..."

He laughs loudly, earning a glare from Professor Slughorn and a few of our classmates. "That's a ruddy story. Besides, you really shouldn't go around advertising the fact that you were just saved by a girl..."

I roll my eyes at him and laugh. "You're really going to focus on the fact that I was saved by a girl rather than the fact that Wright pinned me alone in a corridor and tried to kill me?"

He smirks at me again, stirring our potion. "You're really going to continue talking about the fact that a girl had to bail you out of it?"

I roll my eyes and jokingly scowl at him. "Well I'm glad she did, since my cousin wasn't there to do so!"

Freddie glances over at me and his smirk grows. "Sorry, mate. I was busy being a good student and showing up to class on time."

I laugh again as I respond. "It's not my fault Slughorn hates me! I really don't know why he hates me either. It's not like I've ever done anything to him."

"Honestly?" He asks, stifling the urge to laugh at me. "You honestly don't know why he hates you?!"

Before I can answer him, Professor Slughorn is standing in front of our table, his arms crossed and a disapproving look on his face. "Might I ask what you two find so amusing?"

Instead of answering him, we both burst into a fit of laughter, to which he responds by clearing his throat and clapping his hands to get our attention. When we manage to finish laughing, he sighs and says, "I'm not sure why you two insist on making things so difficult... You have so much potential! BOTH your parents did exceedingly well in my class!"

I shrug my shoulders, a scowl threatening to form on my face. "Sorry to disappoint..."

Professor Slughorn sighs again before saying, "Me too... I'll see you both in detention tonight."

With that, he walks back to his desk and sits back down, the entire classroom completely silent. I roll my eyes at him then turn to Freddie and quietly say, "Guess I know why he hates me..."

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