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"Twit"
"Brat"
"Scarface"
"Baby"
"Arseho-"
"CUT IT OUT!" Hermione yells making Harry and I jump breaking our intense staring contest. I was winning too, she just had to break my streak. Classes had been in session for a week and Harry and I still weren't speaking to each other. Well we were but we had taken to being immature and insulting each other. I was still attending 'detention' with Severus nightly because apparently I needed to learn proper manners, again. Then there were my heads to heads with Harry where we took to acting like spoiled twelve year olds, I think it's almost a good thing our Mum and Dad can't see how we're acting right now. Then again if they were alive we would have a very different life. One I often dream about.
"Sorry Hermione, but if someone wasn't such a-"
"CUT. IT. OUT" she demands cutting Harry off, I could almost hear her teeth grinding together from frustration. Last time I saw her this mad was this morning when I took out some anger on a first year Hufflepuff who looked thoroughly scared when I was done with him. Poor bugger I'll have to find him later to say sorry.
"But 'Mione"
"No, this has gone on long enough you don't even have reasons to be mad anymore. You two yelled, and said what was on your mind. There's no reason to continue acting like children when we all know you're not going to give in and say sorry to each other so hug and make up"
Harry and I stare at Hermione like she had two heads, hug and make up? Just like that? We look at each other with a look of disgust making Ron snort into his Lunch which he had been ignoring while we had our nice friendly exchange.
"NOW"
"Yes ma'am"
"Sir, yes, sir!" I yell jumping up catching the attention of many of our fellow housemates. I was beginning to think we had been annoying them lately especially the other morning when I rather loudly stomped up to the boy's staircase to re-steal Harry's toothpaste. Of course I could have took Hermione's but that would be too easy, and not cause an early morning pillow battle in the Sixth Year boys dorm. I stare at Harry as we both slowly walk down our different sides of the table, well I was slightly faster of course.
Scratch that he was.
Bugger can't get in front of me, I shake my head at Harry speeding up my pace in order to reach the end of the Gryffindor tables before me.
I was winning.
He was winning, no me, no him. I glare turning my pace into a jog watching as he had the same idea.
Holy crap why is he so damn competitive?
"I don't think so Harry!"
"Oh I do Lizzie" he taunts with a small smile eyeing the end which was two steps away. I happily jump in place doing a small victory dance exactly as Harry arrives jumping in front of me throwing me off balance.
"Wow there" Harry mumbles grabbing my shoulder to keep me from falling. "I'm sorry"
"Me too" I mutter looking down at my feet, I could tell he wasn't talking about almost knocking me down. "Hug?" Harry asks nervously, I look up, my eyes locking with his of the same color, he looked sorry, sadness filled the deep pools both recent and past. "Course" I smile softly letting him engulf my small frame in a hug causing an uproar of cheers from our housemates.
Yeah okay we were annoying, we get it.
"Great the 'Wonder Twin's" are back" Pansy Parkinson's voice reaches my ear, I look over Harry's shoulder seeing her and Malfoy heading out of the hall, Malfoy with a small smirk on his face. Git.
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'Turn your books to page 213, I want 1 foot of parchment on my desk by the end of the lesson outlining the proper counter-curses and how to preform them, failure to do so will result in an automatic 'T'.'
I refrain from rolling my eyes at Severus' threat and open my book with a rather loud bang on the table. It wasn't my fault that he choose such heavy books. "Five points from Gryffindor" I almost snort, for what unnecessary noise? "For what sir!" Dean Thomas asks nervously from the back of the room, he had been oddly defensive of me lately though I think he was trying to make up for the fact he was dating Ginny Weasley and Harry has been ignoring him a bit.
"Unnecessary disruptions," knew it, "Ms. Potter seems to have trouble regulating the about of noise she makes doing simple tasks"
Idiot.
"I'm sorry Professor" I say in mock sweetness, "but the book is just so heavy and my small little arms just can't handle the sheer weight of this wonderfully large and informative textbook"
"Is there anything else Ms. Potter? Any bladder problems along with your lack of strength?" Severus asks with a grim frown glaring at me intently. What? I have to have some sort of fun.
"Well now that you mention it.." I pause nodding my head slowly, "yeah, I do kind of have to use the facilities if you catch my drift.""
"Sadly I'm sure even Mr. Weasley understood that, Ten points from Gryffindor for-"
"Causing a ruckus?"
"DETENTION!"
I growl under my breath huffing in my seat. I don't think I've had this many detentions since Third Year when I decided to follow Percy on his patrols not that he knew it was always that Clearwater girl that caught me. Oh man I was such a creep child. Thanks Mum and Dad, without your guidance I've become a stalker. Maybe it's a quality I picked up from Severus, I'll have to ask him tonight at detention.
"Perhaps Ms. Potter you will learn to control your actions and note how they effect others"
"So that's why I get detention, I just figured you liked to spend time with me Professor" I ponder watching his shoulder tense as he continues his walk back to his desk. Oh was that out of line? Shame.
The rest of the day went rather quickly, before I knew it I was sitting at dinner. My favorite time of day.
"Neville!" I yelp happily giving the shy boy an obnoxiously loud kiss on the cheek. Beside me I could hear Seamus tittering away in amusement. Go ahead laugh it up, he just jealous that he only got 'all this' for a limited time only. That and open mouth kisses were gross back when we dated. Though I did frequently tell Oliver that he was allowed to put his tongue in my mouth, oh god I am deranged.
"Hello, E- Lizzie" Neville corrects himself quickly, I may have threatened him for calling me Elizabeth a few too many times last year during D.A meetings. They weren't mean threats it just involved kissing in places that let's just say Neville wasn't ready to have kissed. I mean his lips too perverts, he can barely handle a cheek kiss.
"How's my favorite Longbottom?" I ask shoveling food onto my plate ignoring the looks Harry and Ron were shooting me from down the table. Hermione didn't seem to concerned by my absence after all I was close enough for her to scold me incase I cause trouble. Pah. Over achievers.
"Fine, how are you?" Neville asks somewhat confused, I didn't usually talk to him all that much but I was on a mission of sorts, "I'm good, though I have a question to ask you. First Hogsmade visit, you haven't got a date yet have you?" I ask hearing Seamus spit out his drink as Neville begins to choke on his chicken. Wow, am I really that hazardous to people's well being.
"N-no" Neville coughs again turning bright red. I beam up at him with a big smile, "Great! Go with me yeah?" I ask, even though it came out as more of an order, then again he didn't really have a choice.
"Y-yes, I guess t-that would be alright"
"Awesome!, Well I must be off, I have detention...again" I add as an after thought patting Neville's head as I stand laughing at Ron who had his jaw dropped in amazement. He bet me Neville would say no and run off.
"How does she do that?" Ron asks Harry as I pass on my way out.
"I have no clue, probably got it from our Dad or something" I hear Harry mutter, yeah it's true my Dads confidence genes and narcissism landed in my pocket. Something Severus was happy to frequently remind me of.
The walk to the Defense Room wasn't all that long. I was just thankful I didn't have to serve all these detentions in the Dungeons. When ever I had to go down there I had that awful music from Mission Impossible stuck in my head and felt the urge to duck around the corners and roll on the dirty floor. Yes dirty, that care-taker of ours Filch doesn't do too much care-taking he's too bust chasing around us hooligans because of all our unacceptable behavior.
I push open the Defense door with a shove letting it bang off the wall "Oh S-, what are you doing here?" I ask a moody looking Malfoy who looked rather displeased to be here.
"Ms. Potter, your theatrics are not appreciated" Oh I see, it was going to be one on those detentions. Bugger stupid Malfoy. Malfoy glances over at the sound of my voice, I could tell he was trying to pretend my interest didn't interest him but his facial expression said otherwise. I wasn't the only one who noticed this.
"Mr. Malfoy! Return to your lines!" I snort, lines, thats what he got? That's hardly a punishment.
"I see Ms. Potter you have chose to ignore the rules in regards to dress code, once again"
"I went to dinner in this, no one said anything. Technically it's free time now. If I'm in my pajamas I hardly see how that matters" I shrug gesturing down to the t-shirt and cotton pajama pants I was wearing. I actually think the bottoms were Harry's they felt a little loose.
"You wouldn't would you" Severus sneers gesturing to the seat beside Malfoy. Severus you are an evil, evil man I think staring directly at him hoping for once that he was listening to my thoughts.
"You will be writing the following line until I allow you to leave" Slave driver.
"I will not sass my Professors in anyways and adhere to all the rules of this school. They are rules and not optional, and I will strive to be more respectful to this institution and the people within it. Public displays of affection are frowned up and I will not engage in such behavior for it is shameful and grotesque"
"THAT'S LIKE A PARAGRAPH NOT A LINE!" Besides how does he know about Neville? Damn.
"I suggest you get writing" Severus finishes cooly spinning for his desk his cloak billowing behind him.
Grumbling I struggle to remember the obnoxiously long paragraph I was to write multiple times choosing to ignore Malfoy beside me who was sitting staring straight ahead and not writing his own lines any longer.
'I will listen to my Professors' I see taking a quick glance at Malfoy's parchment, I frown how did he get that and I get the angry fatherly rant line. Screw this.
"I will be back momentarily"
"Look forward to it" I snip lightly as Severus sweeps past rushing from the room. Luckily he choose to ignore my comment probably for my sake rather then Malfoy's. I wasn't looking forward to a lecture about how I should act in class and how talking to him like I do at home should not be done because he cannot let it slide as easily and blah blah blah.
"Sorry" Malfoy mutters brushing his surprisingly warm arms against mine accidently when reaching for his ink once more. I drop my quill in shock, did Malfoy just apologize to me?
"Wh- what did you just say?" I squeak shocked normally he would blame me, then talk about how he was going to have to rip the skin off his arm.
"Sorry, what your Mum never taught you-" Malfoy pauses realizing who he was talking to once more. I raise an eyebrow, no my Mum never taught me anything. Can't say I remember her.
"Sorry" he mutters again sounding angry with himself. What the hell is with this guy.
"Stop apologizing, it's creepy" I frown observing the boy beside me. He looked frazzled, his usual proper posture had been forgotten and he was hunched over the desk much like I was.
Malfoy snorts lightly shaking his head, "There's not pleasing women is there?, they like manners, they like tough guys, can't make up their ruddy minds"
"Can't say I personally have that problem, but okay. Should I find a boy to come in here to help you with your girl problems? Perhaps Snape will be of some assistance we could always ask him?" I suggest jokingly putting my quill down to stare at Malfoy who had also abandon his lines. I was having a conversation with Draco Malfoy in detention, in my pajamas, who would have thought.
"Girls are hopeless" he states bluntly in only a way a Malfoy could, the same almost sharp way that made you scared to disagree.
"Boy's are no better"
"Boy's have to take all the risks, they ask the girls out, they put themselves out there"
"I guess you weren't at dinner then" I snort shaking my head at the blonde boy who was frowning now. He was curious but didn't want to ask, I think it was killing him he wasn't insulting me currently. "I told Neville he was my date for Hogsmade when the time com-, hey don't laugh!" I demand watching Malfoy as his head tips back laughter like no other admitting from his mouth, I didn't know he could laugh other then that "Muahah I just killed your family" laugh.
"Longbottom, out of, oh, Longbottom!"
"At least I have better taste then Parkinson!" I snap grabbing my quill and chucking it at his head turning to face the front my head resting on my hand which was held up by my elbow. Neville was a perfectly nice boy. Pansy was a tit.
"Pansy is perfectly acceptable she comes from a good family, pure-"
"Blood, blood, blood. Ever try dating someone you actually like? Someone you could love for them other then how pure their blood is or what their family history is? Your suppose to date to experiment, find people you click with not force yourself to like a person because your parents would approve"
"Well your parent's-"
"Wouldn't care about the choices I made. My Dad was a pureblood wizard and my Mum a muggleborn. I like to think Harry and I turned out alright, sure he didn't grow up knowing anything about the-" Shit.
I freeze watching Malfoy's face frown in confusion. Shit, shit, double shit.
"What do you mean Potter-"
"Look at the time, tell Snape I'll finish another night I have another...detention to get to." I lie clenching my teeth. How could I be so stupid, I may as well have came right out and said we didn't grow up together. Stupid stupid stupid I really have to watch my mouth from now on.
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"Once you have all finished turning your shoes into dogs you may leave"
"Sweet"
"Something to say Ms. Potter?" McGonagall asks directing her gaze on me a small playing on her lips. I knew she found me funny but the women just didn't know how to smile.
"Course not Professor" I call from my place in the back next to Hermione who had already set to perfect the charm.
"I always tell myself I'm not going to sit beside you because you are just a magnet for trouble"
"But you do anyways, because it me, Ron or Harold"
"Harry's full name is Harold?"
"Er,no. I don't think so" I frown, was his full name Harold? I mean Harry was a short for wasn't it? Harold Potter, Harry Potter.. I like Harry better, then it's a double 'R' in the first name followed by a double 'T' in the last name. Wait what am I saying, go I am a freak.
Directing my attention to the task at hand I pull out my wand pointing it at my shoe. Alright shoe it's just you and me, I'm going to say some words and your going to change into a nice dog so I can go have a nap, got it?
'Changio anmormian canine' I say clearly with the requiered flick left, jab right and long circle stroke.
Nothing, not even a twitch.
"Oh come on shoe I asked nicely!" I cry causing a few Ravenclaws to turn and glare at me. God forbid I ruin their awkward silence that seems to surround them. Then again the majority will practically pounce on you if you disturb their studying. I think they should follow my philosophy, don't and say you did. Aim low and don't be disappointed.
A barking makes me slowing turn to glare at Hermione who was practically glowing with pride.
Gryffindor for sure.
'BANG!'
I glance over to my left seeing my brother beside a shocked looking Seamus. I loved when Seamus blew stuff up! "Professor, I think we need another shoe over here" Harry states weakly edging away from Seamus who was looking mildly proud of his accomplishment.
"Mr. Finnigin!"
I love when someone other then me gets in trouble.
"I will not tolerate fooling wand waving in my class room"
Oh that was harsh, I only here that once a month.
"None of your other peers have managed to destroy the-"
'BANG'
"Mr. Weasley!"
I dissolve in a fit of giggles beside Hermione who looks semi amused because Lavender Brown Ron's table partner was now screeching. "My hair!", "It's just soot Lavender" Ron assures her embarrassed as I continue to laugh at my classmates misfortune.
"Ms. Potter, I don't see what you find so amusing you haven't succeeded either" the Professor turns on me, be afraid be very afraid don't look her in the eye!
"Ms. Potter, let's see" Seriously? Shit. I sigh raising my wand, my eyes squinting in frustration, I could do this, if Hermione could do it then I could so do it. Right? Well we'll see...
'Changio anmormian canine', 'BANG!' "Shit" I cuss quickly covering my mouth wide-eyed as I look at my very grim looking Head of House and Transfiguration Professor.
"Sorry Professor"
"You always are Elizabeth, you always are" she mutters stalking from the room just in time for the giggles to begin.
"Lizzie!"
"I didn't do it on purpose!" I say still horrified as the door to the classroom shuts. She should know better then to stand so close to me anyways. I really wasn't the best witch, in this class anyways.
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