I was still mad at Potter, even though it was already a long time since we had a fight. I was hanging out with Neville and Dean, my two best friends, when I remembered I forgot my book in the library. Dean had to drag me down there to study, because I got worse at Charms and I ended up forgetting my stupid Charms book. Great, not?
"Guys." I muttered. "I'm going downstairs. Forgot my Charms book in the stupid library." They nodded.
"Don't need to call the library stupid, mate. It done nothing to you." Dean called after me. I glared at him and he grinned halfheartedly.
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I was walking out of the library with the damned book, when I heard Malfoy.
"Well, mudblood. You'd better get out of here." He said. I heard a girl scoff.
"Since when have you owned the library, huh?" She asked.
"Since when was a mudblood equal enough to even look at me in the eye?"
"Sod off, Malfoy. I don't give a damn about you. I have a study session with mynfellow friend, Ernie. Now, if you excuse me."
I continued walking towards them.
"Hey! Don't touch me!" She screeched. I began running now. I could clearly see Malfoy now. He held on to the girl like if she was a possession.
"You listen now mudblood-" Malfoy began.
"What the heck are you doing, Malfoy?" I snarled. The platinum haired boy smirked.
"As if it's any of your business, Finnigan." He said. I glared daggers at him.
"Got fighting with Potter now wants a fight with someone superior, huh? Just because of this mudblood?"
I dashed towards him and held my wand to his throat.
"Let her go, or else, you will pay badly for it, Malfoy." Malfoy continued smirking.
"As if some boy in Gryffindor could fight me." He sneered.
"Well, Malfoy. I still remember when you came in my compartment in our third year and you were crying your eyes out, whimpering about dementors. Or that time Hagrid's hippogriff clawed your arm and you were crying out "it killed me! It killed me!"" I said with a smirk. Malfoy's cheeks showed a pink tinge.
"My father will hear about this!" And he stormed out. I snorted. "Stupid git. Don't know who's worse. Potter, Weasley or him." I muttered. I turned to the girl.
"You alright?" I asked concerned. Her brown eyes showed fear, determination and confidence all in one. Her skin was pale and her hair was as dark as the wood of my wand. A hazel-haired colour.
"Y-yeah" she answered shakily. I looked at her uniform. It showed the badger symbol.
"You're a Hufflepuff." I said smiling.
She scoffed. "Is there something wrong with that?" I was taken aback by that question.
"No! Not at all. One of my best friends' friend is a Hufflepuff. You might know who they are. I think her name is Susanna Bones or something." I said.
"Close. Susan Bones. We hang around a lot." She said casually.
"Well, I'd better get going. susan, Ernie and Hannah must be wondering where I am." She said smiling.
I nodded. "Seamus Finnigan." I stuck my hand out.
"Julia Oxford." She said, giving a short smile.
"I'll take you there. I don't want any more crap coming out of him." She knew who I meant. And nodded.
"Thanks Seamus." She said, smiling broadly now. I took her inside the library where I saw Macmillan, Abbott and another girl who I recognized to be Susanna- I mean, Susan Bones.
"Woah, Julia!" Susan said. "What took you so long! Oh, hi Finnigan."
I waved. "Hullo Bones."
Julia grimaced and bit her lip. "Had another small encounter with Malfoy."
"Did. Malfoy. Hurt. You?" Ernie said, grinding his teeth. She shook her head. "Seamus got rid of him." Ernie looked at me with a grateful look.
"Thanks Finnigan."
"You're welcome guys. I must go now. This library gives me creeps. Just came because I forgot this." I showed them my Charms book. They nodded.