She's Gunna get in trouble

In which Mad Meg sit were she wants to.

I still own nothing.

Nico is so cool I needed him here.

Meg sat as far away as she could from Malfoy. He was rude, and would bully her.

After the sorting was over the Headmaster stood before the masses with words of wisdom. One of them was nitwit.

It was official Dumbledore was a madman.

A genius, but a madman.

This year would definably be interesting.

She turned her limited attention span to Nico. Why was he here? How'd he get in? Was he a student?

She needed to ask him so once the speech was over she took her place settings and stood up. Suddenly every one was staring at her.

The stares were unsettling. She just knew they were whispering about her and how strange she was.

Meg tried to ignore the staring eyes from around the room as she walked over to new best friends and her cousins table. She sat between Nico and Harry.

Meg had no idea why every one was staring at her. You would think she had broken some ancient law that everyone knew. The room was unbearably silent.

Meg faced Harry. "Hey Harry. This feast Is great, isn't it? I wouldn't dare let it be ruined by those selfish brats at my table. So I sat somewhere civilized."

Harry looked a her like he knew that a law had been broken but didn't want to say anything.

All and all it was an awkward silence.

Meg looked around waiting for someone to call her out or tease her for sitting with her 'boy friend' or something.

Malfoy ended the silence, "Oi, Mad Meg! You can't sit there!" he called.

Meg couldn't take it. She stood up faced Malfoy and told him, "I Don't Care!"

That girl that's all ways with Malfoy, Padme,? Was it? Stood next to Malfoy and walked to Meg with Malfoy and his goons, Crabbe and Goyle.

Malfoy pointed his finger at her when got to her. "I won't let you soil Slytheren tradition by siting with Gryffendor and Mudblood filth." he growled.

"Well as you can't tell I couldn't care less about you tradition! I'm just sitting with my friends!" Meg snapped at him. This was the last straw.

First he laughed when she almost died! Second he had teased her for far to long! If she hadn't been busy taking in her surroundings he would have had it coming a lot sooner.

Now he was calling her out on tradition! Her mother was the goddess of magic! It doesn't get much more traditional than that! Does it?

She pulled her wand and shouted, "Expelliamus!" and Malfoy flew across the room back to his seat with his feet in his food.

She then proceeded to stare down his goons and friend, who ran back to he seat and Malfoy.

She turned to rejoin her friends but

Prof. Snape stood over her looming like death. "You dare hurt another of your house and break tradition. I'm going to have to dock points from my own house." he said in a monotone voice. " You have shamed your own house. To your table."

She looked up at Snape. She had fought Kronos' forces! He wasn't scary at all. Nothing like a Drakon. She decided.

"No." she said to his face.

"What did you say?"

"I can sit here if I want to. And I want to." she said looking him straight in the eye. "There is no rule against it." she pointed out and say down with the Gryffendors.

Snape slunk back to the teacher's table. Nothing else note worthy happened an dinner except that she and Nico had secretly dumped their offered food in to the fire.

Dinner ended and she said goodbye to Harry and Nico and rejoined her house.

As they walked to the dungeons Meg remembered something important. She had forgotten to ask Nico why he was here. He was obviously on a mission. Probably for his father. Whatever.

The walked to a wall. The prefect in front of them and said, "Evermore." the wall opened up and she saw a huge dank but homey common room. She went to her assigned bed and was asleep before she hit the bed.

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