3. Get a detention with her. At the risk of getting murdered by your dad.
"Charms was a disaster!" I ranted to Alex.
Alex nodded sagely. "I can't believe she used the Full-Body Bind Curse on you!" he giggled.
It's getting annoying. I'm considering using the Imperius Curse on him. I'm that desperate.
"Ok, we have… uh… er… oh! Transfiguration!" I said. "With the RAVENCLAWS again?"
Alex beamed. "Let's GOEY!"
After ten minutes of fruitless searching, Alex and I started to get desperate.
"They're all first-years like us," I moaned. "How are we going to find the classroom?"
Suddenly, like a miracle, I spotted a tall person amongst the waves of firsties.
I ran up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me, could you AHH!"
The tall girl and Weasley turned around. "MALFOY!"
The tall girl snickered. "Ooh, is this the famous 'Malfoy Brat' we've been hearing about?"
Weasley turned red. "Shut up, Dominique."
Dominique scowled. Apparently she didn't like that name. "Because I'm the kindest cousin in the world, I'll show you BOTH where the Transfiguration classroom is. C'mon."
We barely made it to the classroom on time.
"Alright, toodles!" waved Dominique.
Weasley scowled at her. "You're so mean, Mini!"
Mini shrugged. "Curse him again, will you?"
There's a conspiracy against me.
"Hello, everyone, I am Professor McGonagall," greeted Professor McGonagall.
Suddenly, she started lecturing us. "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned."
Everyone (except for yours truly- actually, scratch that, I'm not owned by you) looked nervous.
After taking tons and tons of notes (my whole BODY has a cramp from writing that much), McGonagall finally let us actually DO something.
"C'mon, you stupid match, turn pointy!"
"The match HATES me! There's no other explanation!"
"I studied SO hard! Why isn't it working?" I'm guessing that was a Ravenclaw.
"ARGH!"
"Turn pointy, you stupid matchy!"
"I did it!" NOOO! Weasley!
"Oh yeah? I did it too!" Yeah, HA, Weasley! I did it too!
Weasley glared daggers, no, arrows, no FLAMING arrows, no, FLAMING POISON arrows at me.
"Oh yeah? Let me see it!"
I smugly showed her my PERFECT needle.
Weasley turned bright red.
"ENGORGIO! OPUNGO!" Suddenly, her needle grew to the size of a SWORD and flew at me.
I yelped, and ducked. The sword-needle quivered ominously on the wall.
I decided to try the same thing.
"Um, Engorgio? Opungo?"
Weasley screamed and ducked as well.
"Ooh, Malfoy, I am going to MURDER you!" yelled Weasley.
Weasley tugged the huge needle out of the wall and charged at me. I did the same.
"FREEZE!"
Everyone froze. Well, actually, everyone except for us were frozen anyway, so Weasley and I were the only ones who actually froze.
McGonagall looked beyond furious. "A MONTH OF DETENTION AND FIFTY POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN AND RAVENCLAW FOR TRYING TO MURDER EACH OTHER!"
All of the Ravenclaws and Slytherins glared at us.
I will not try to murder Weasley. I will not try to murder Weasley.
I looked over at Weasley's parchment.
I will not try to murder Malfoy. I will not try to murder Malfoy.
I smirked, then whispered an incantation. I looked over at her parchment again.
Scorpius is awesome. Scorpius is awesome.
Two hours later…
McGonagall took our parchment. "You may go."
Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha.
The next day…
"Ms. Weasley!"
I smirked.
Weasley looked up. "Yes, Professor?" she said innocently.
Faux innocence. Weasley is in NO WAY innocent.
I muttered "Sonurus." What? You thought Weasley was the only who studied? Ridiculous.
"What is this?"
Weasley looked confused. "The lines I wrote for detention?"
Everyone in the Great Hall was listening now.
"What were you supposed to write, Weasley?" said McGonagall mildly.
"Er, 'I will not try to murder Malfoy'?"
McGonagall raised an eyebrow. "Then, please tell me why you wrote 'Scorpius is awesome'."
The whole Hall was silent.
Weasley paled, then suddenly turned bright red.
"MALFOY!"
I yelped, and ran for the Slytherin common room.
"FURNUCULUS! STUPEFY! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! WINGARIUM LEVIOSA!" screamed Weasley.
What was that spell again? "PROTEGO!"
Oh, shut up. So what if I failed? At least Weasley got Stunned.
Jeez, so needy these days.
"Stop glaring at me, Weasley!"
"I hate you!"