"First lesson is Muggle Studies with that new Carrow woman," Seamus said as he grimaced at his timetable whilst sat in the great hall. "Why have we got Muggle studies? I never remember picking it!" I asked as I stared at my lesson schedule.
"Its compulsory now Longbottom," a snarling voice spoke to us. I looked up to see Draco Malfoy smiling cruelly down at us, with Pansy Parkinson stood firmly at his side. "Why is it compulsory?" Seamus piped up, and I whipped around to face him, a look of annoyance on my face at the fact he had just given Draco a reason to mock us. Pansy laughed but was soon cut short by Malfoy's silencing hand. "It's compulsory Finnegan for us Pure Bloods to understand the filth that contaminates the wizarding world. I believe your father's one isn't he?" At this, Seamus jumped up, brandishing his fork at a laughing Draco. Dean attempted to pull Seamus back into his seat whilst I suggested we left.
We walked out, Seamus still clutching his fork, which I then managed to wrestle out of his hands. "The slug! Calling my dad like that! You should of let me stab him!" Seamus shouted as we stood in the main courtyard, attempting to calm him down. "You were gonna stab him? With a fork?" Dean said as he slumped on a nearby bench whilst Seamus angrily paced up and down, shouting insults about Draco. It was whilst Seamus was comparing Draco's head to that of a Goblin, that Malfoy emerged from the great hall and strode straight towards us. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Longbottom and his mudblood friend," Draco sneered.
"Halfblood actually!" Seamus spat back.
"Same difference, they're all scum of the earth if you ask me. How is your father anyway Seamus? Still a muggle?" I knew what was going to happen before it even did. It all happened extremely quickly, and before you could say 'Quidditch,' Draco lay in a heap, clutching his bloody nose whilst Seamus nursed his now rather red knuckles. "You're going to pay for that!" Draco threatened before running off to the hospital wing.
"WHAT ON EARTH!" Dean shouted. "Didn't you listen to what Snape said yesterday?"
"Of course he didn't Dean. This is Seamus we are talking about here!" I said.
"Well Malfoy's right Seamus. You are going to pay. He's a prefect for a start, so I don't think that's really gonna help, and also, oh yeh, what does his dad do for a living?" Dean said angrily. "He's a Deatheater Seamus, he works with You Know Who. Did you know that? Or did you fail to listen when they explained that as well?"
"Leave him alone Dean, he did what anyone else would do! You should be thankful that Malfoy didn't find out about your blood status, or that really would be it!" I shouted this time.
"Calm down everyone, I am fine! Look hadn't we better get to Muggle Studies. Don't want to upset the Carrows do we?"
"You already have!" Dean said jokingly.
"Yeh well, what they gonna do eh? I tell you what though. If that Malfoy comes anywhere near me again, he's gonna feel the full force of my right hook! It's famous in Ireland you know? I only tapped him really then. What a weak sod!" We all laughed, and headed up the stone stairs to our first lesson of the year. Muggle Studies.