Finally, after what seemed like forever, it was time for Christmas vacation. And that meant Weasley-free for two whole weeks, which was a thought that cheered me up immensely.
Not feeling like listening to Sue and Christine's latest Hogwarts gossip, I left the compartment to wander down the aisle.
It wasn't as good of a decision as I expected. A flash of red came hurtling toward me, and I let out a "Omph" as Weasley crashed right into me. To my delight, she landed on the ground (awkwardly using her hand to ease the fall) while I remained standing. I heard a faint crack! and realized that she must've damaged her wrist.
Not that I minded.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley," I growled menacingly. Did she have to come in contact with me everywhere?
"If you're trying to find Zabini, she's down that way," she spat, gesturing in the direction she had came. She really must be an idiot to think that I was looking for Sue, because I wasn't. Not then, anyway.
I told her so.
I could tell she was in pain, and I wasn't about to let her blame me for being the one causing her the injury. She had, after all, been the one who ran into me in the first place. "Stand up," I instructed her.
"What, so I'm your servant now?" She shot back.
Weasley being my servant was like a dream-come-true, but of course, as with all dreams, it was impossible. I sighed, hating her for giving me such a brilliant idea. Not bothering to reply (in case I said something ridiculous, such as "That would be wonderful,"), I grabbed her undamaged hand and jerked her to her feet.
Then came the usual, expected response. "You broke my wrist, Malfoy!"
She was putting the blame on me.
"That's what you get for running in the aisle," I retorted, knowing full well that it was her fault and not mine. To shut her complaining up, I pulled out my wand. "Here—Episkey!"
She stared at me with grudging respect. Suddenly, I wanted to hug Father for forcing me to learn all those spells prior to coming to Hogwarts, just so I could show them off to Weasley.
"I'm not going to thank you," muttered Weasley, clearly not pleased, "Since it was partially your fault that I bumped into you in the first place."
She really made no sense sometimes. "And why would it be my fault, Weasley?" I asked, raising my eyebrow as I frowned at her.
"Zabini's looking for you, by the way," she said suddenly, changing the subject. Or perhaps she just wanted to say that Sue looking for me was the reason it was my fault—and I still don't see how it could be my fault when she had been the one running. I watched her leave, then turned and reluctantly returned to my own compartment.
"Scorp, there you are!" said Sue with relief, waving eagerly at me as I slid the door open and sat down opposite of her.
I reached over and picked up one of the Chocolate Frogs, unwrapped it, and nibbled on it halfheartedly. "Weasley kindly informed me that you were looking for me," I said with distaste.
"Yeah, sorry about that, Scorp," Sue smiled at me apologetically. "Er, you know, Dante Carrow? She came in earlier. She was apparently still mad about that nightgown incident, and I didn't want her to do anything bad to me again."
"Did you have to make it that...desperate sounding? I don't think Weasley fancied running and coming to find me."
Christine pressed her lips into a thin line. "Dante's awful, Scorpy. She really is!"
Sue leaned toward me in order to whisper, "Did you hear? According to some people, she blackmailed that Sean Rowle into dating her! Blackmailed!" She repeated the word as if she couldn't believe how horrible Carrow is.
"No, of course I haven't heard. I don't spend my free time gossiping with girls, thank you very much," I said dryly.
"She is a Slytherin, yes, but even I would never do anything that awful! And it turned out she was only using Rowle to get this other bloke she was after. No need to say, she left Rowle, and he was furious with her," Sue pressed on. "Threatened her family or something. She gave him detention for a month! Can you believe it?"
I was at a loss for words, so I focused on finishing the rest of my Chocolate Frog. Sue mentioning the term 'blackmail' annoyingly reminded me of that Veela-Weasley, and I hated anyone getting blackmailed. It just wasn't fair.
"I'll teach her a lesson sometime," I murmured thoughtfully.
"Who? Weasley?" asked Christine stupidly. I shot her a dark look.
"No, you daft Slytherin," I snorted, and Sue giggled. "Carrow. Who else were we just talking about? She needs to realize that being nasty and being a loyal Slytherin are two completely different...different...objects. Yeah. I'll come up with something over the holidays, and form the attack when we get back."
Sue's eyes widened with horror. "Are you sentencing yourself to death, Scorp? This is insane! You're—you're—mad! Tell him he's mad, Chris!"
The other girl only smiled. "I think it's brilliant, Scorpy."
I smirked at Sue. "See? Chris agrees with me. So it's a deal. And I thought you hated Carrow anyway."
"Hating her and this are completely different," Sue grumbled, folding her arms across her chest. "But I have to admit, you really are brave, Scorp. And we're only first years, too."
"This," I grinned in anticipation, "will be the worst thing Carrow has ever encountered in her life. And that'll teach her not to mess with me, Scorpius Malfoy, or my friends."
A shriek of pain exploded throughout the train. Curious, I opened the door to see what was going on.
"YOU BLASTED SLYTHERIN," Weasley's scream echoed down the aisle, "HOW DARE YOU TAKE POINTS FROM US JUST FOR BEING GRYFFINDORS? WE'RE NOT IN HOGWARTs, YOU KNOW! AND EVEN MALFOY WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING SO HORRIBLE AS YOU! TAKE THAT! AND THAT! ARGH!"
Carrow was staggering toward me, her eyes wide with fear, probably at whatever was pursuing her. Weasley raced toward her with her wand raised, brandishing it furiously as she shot spell after spell at Carrow.
"Weasley," I breathed, watching her with amazement as she shot a Bat-Bogey Hex at Carrow.
I had to admit...I was impressed.
Sorry for the lack of updating in the last week...
The ending was rather random (it wasn't in Malfoy), but yeah, I think Rose needed to let everything out...and for Scorpius to realize just how dangerous she could be. ;)
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