Chapter VI

I am not sorry I took a ... vacation. I think it did me good. I am however sorry for not telling you guys that I was going to take a break and to be honest I did not expect it to be so long. I've been avoiding writing – writersblock is it not?

I had a hard time coming up with a suitable revenge – which has been extremely annoying. When I came up with a proper revenge and had it written down I decided I didn't like my writing skills and decided to lay low. Anyways I think I'll try an continue now...

The next day at breakfast I had to be dragged to the Slytherin Table. I was not going to sit among those silky snobs. Emmett was annoyingly strong sometimes. It was raining today and the drops stopped only five meters above us; just disappearing. Malfoy sat in the other end of the table creating a bad reputation for me. I wondered if it bothered me. Would it do me anything bad? That was when he said something he should not have said.

"Look at her clothes today; they look as if she has been having a bath in mugglemud. Typically signs of poverty and mudblooded Muggles."

Without even thinking I rose from my seat, but Emmett stopped me whispering, that I couldn't hear if I were human. I almost trembled as I sat down again. Malfoy was as good as dead. The next lesson would be Defence Against the Dark Arts which would give me plenty of time to come up with the perfect revenge. Afterwards we were going to have Herbology with the ravenclaws and at last Muggle Studies with hufflepuff, Edward and Bella.

The subject was taught on the first floor and it would be with the gryffindor's. As soon as the shabby man let us into the class I smelled how bad it actually stank. It wasn't like with the dog, but more like sour, old, rotten and wet clothes. I wrinkle my nose and swept on a seat in the back with Emmett right behind me. I think he wrinkled his nose too, but else he did not seem to be surprised.

"Most of you will remember me from five years ago, when I taught you in your 3rd year at Hogwarts, but to newcomers: My name I professor Lupin. Today we will learn about Sphinxes. Can anyone tell me what they look like?" he said when everybody had sat down brought out their books.

The brown-haired girl's hand stroke into the air so quickly, that I did not find humanly possible. At least I would not have done it that quick. Lupin pointed at her.

"Miss Granger?"

"Like the Egypt statue `the Sphinx´ it is has a lion's body and a woman's head."

Lupin kept going about it and told everything about sphinxes. I did not really listen because I thought of an appropriate revenge. It stroke like lightning down in my thoughts as I got the idea. I smirked as I planned coming event. When we were dismissed from class, Alice was already waiting in The Great Hall just to tell me she would wish she could get to see my revenge. Alice had to leave quickly though, because she had other lessons to attend. Emmett and I followed the ravenclaws and slytherins outside the castle and ran to the greenhouses. I was almost tempted to get my revenge just then because I walk almost beside Malfoy. But it would have been a stupid action because Professor Sprout would be waiting for us and there were too many people watching.

We finely got a practical lesson in. We were split into pairs; Emmett got to work with another boy, which was his luck, while I was ordered to work with Malfoy. It was probably not easy to tell which one of us were the most displeased about it; Malfoy or I. The task was to get some seed from some razor maniac human eating plant. Emmett looked as if he had got an early Christmas present and the slytherin boy beside looked like he would do anything but getting near the plant. The plants were one meter high and looked like green bottom-up squids except each arm had as many razorblades as a cactus has needles. It even had a real squids mouth with more than three layers of sharp teethes and the seed we were supposed to get was by the root of the plant but a coating of hard skin wrapped it in so we would have to force it open when we got near. I looked calmly at it, thinking of how to get the seed without revealing my vampirism. I found my wand and considered a stunning spell, but realised that we would not be able to open the layer around the seed while it was stunned.

"The blades are poisonous and though I have antidote right here I do not want to spend it. Work together," said professor Sprout. "We do not want blood in this greenhouse where bloodthirsty but for now sleeping threats could wake up." She did not mention Emmett and me, but I got the feeling; we also were a part of the sleeping threats.

I turned to Malfoy and wanted to tell him to stay out of my way, but he beat me to it.

"Stay away, girl, I don't need you to get in my way," he gloated and stepped forward. I smiled proudly and stepped to the side. If he wanted to get slashed into pieces I would not stop him.

He stepped forward and whispered: "Incarcerous"

It was probably not meant for my ears to hear, but I did and I knew it would not work. Thin strong ropes came out of nowhere binding the arms together above it. He ran quickly to its root and made some slicing spell to cut the coating open. I was thinking of warning him when he took them, because he did not notice that the ropes were starting to break. When he had three seeds he stood up and in that moment the ropes broke.

I took my time to get my wand out of my pocket and pointed it at the plant. I said my spell millimetres before the blades cut him.

"Impedimenta," I said and the first blade touched him, but still when it did, he had time to duck away from the rest of the blades and crawl away from the plant. The jinx had worked and the plant barely moved. Professor Sprout was by his side immediately giving him the antidote. I stood a little away from them and she told me I had done well when she left.

"I didn't need your help," he growled as he got back on his feet.

"Sure you didn't," I said carelessly and turned to watch Emmett having fun jumping around distracting their plant while the little boy tried to get near the plant without getting noticed.

"I got the seeds all by myself," Malfoy muttered.

Yes, you did and you didn't even get the slightest scratch, I thought sarcastically and ignored him for the rest of the lesson. I would have my revenge when Sprout was out of sight.

At the end of the lesson the professor gave us a scroll essay and about 150 pages to read for Friday as homework. All the students moaned and babbled about having all sorts of things to do, but Sprout gave them a stern glare and snapped that they could just not take her subject if they found it unworthy their time. When we left the greenhouse it had stopped raining, but the puddles were still there. The hufflepuffs and Edward and Bella were walking towards Hagrid's cabin where Care of Magical Creatures were taught, so there would only be slytherins to see my revenge. I got up beside Malfoy right next to a puddle. I pushed him lightly, but it was enough to make him stumble right into it. He got mud all over him and even the slythrins laughed.

"Look at his clothes today; they look as if he has been having a bath in mugglemud," I quoted acidly as he tried to stand up from the slithery puddle. "Typically signs of poverty and mudblooded Muggles."

Everybody went silent. They had laughed, but now they looked guilty. I knew there were no teachers in sight, and therefore they must have felt guilty because they too had been talking behind my back. They had all heard what Malfoy said that morning and knew I could not possibly know.

Emmett came up beside me and we left them standing there. I smiled brightly and gave Emmett a deep kiss.

In the last lesson, Muggle Studies, we were the only from the slytherintable. None of the slytherins were there and there were only two students from Gryffindor. It was a boring subject and we had not had it in the summer because we probably knew more about the subject than the teacher. I think it would have been a cosy lesson if we had not been there: I mean, we always make people feel uncomfortable and I remembered suddenly, that we had not been hunting since our last night before the welcoming party which was three nights ago. Rennesmee could not come tonight because she had Astronomy, but the rest of us had the night off (though there was quite a lot of homework to do). I whispered lowly my plan for Emmett, who became really excited and had a hard time sitting still the rest of the lesson.

"Miss Hale," the teacher interrupted my thoughts. "What would you say, is the biggest invention the Muggles has ever made?"

Ups. Apparently I had not looked very attentive, but I quickly thought of all the inventions and picked one out.

"I'd say it's probably the camera, because it has made them more distant to the magical world. At first, it was a certain proof of the thing they took a picture of, but now they have made it unreliable, because it now is possible for them to change it, and yet it still looks real. They don't trust it even if it was real."

"And what do you think would make them believe?"

"Well," as I considered it. "Sane people would only trust their own eyes, while drugged people or slightly insane people would not even believe their eyes. It also depend on the person; they can just be naive and believe whatever you tell them or not." Fortunately, she moved on after that and did not ask me again.

When we finally got to break, Alice had told the others of my idea of going hunting. Sure Bella and Edward had another lesson before we could leave, but we did not mind, because we could do our homework while waiting. And we also had to go to dinner like the humans.

I have to admit that my revenge was not even the slightest bittersweet. I honestly expected it to be – even if just some, but none of the slitherins connected anything related to me with anything detestable and facts was that I could enjoy my fake meal sitting opposite Emmett. Rumours swirled along the other tables that Malfoy had been seen covered with mud returning from the greenhouses, but none of the slitherins had added to the rumour mill.

I don't know if I'll be writing more any time soon. I think there'll be a jump in time in next chapter.

There was no one who guessed my plan for Rosalie, and I don't think I'll be giving anyone the reward from now on – anyone who has not yet guessed is too late now.