Chapter 6
Narcissa made her way down the long Slytherin table on the far right of the Great Hall towards the small group of second year boys who were making far too much noise and far too much mess as they stuffed their dinner down their throats, without a hint of the decorum Narcissa knew her cousin at least had been brought up to possess. Evan sat with the disgusting Mulciber child and a greasy-haired boy Narcissa recognised, as he had taken to trailing along after Lucius last year, eager to impress him with his knowledge of the Dark Arts.
She stopped in front of them, still annoyed by the fact that she, a seventh year, was being made to pass on a message to two thirteen year olds, and waited for their attention before speaking disdainfully to Mulciber and her cousin.
"Professor McGonagall wants you two to come to her office at seven o'clock tonight for your detention," she said quickly and turned on her heel to join her friends.
"Might just not show up," Evan said loudly, earning a laugh from the other two boys.
Narcissa rolled her eyes angrily and turned back to them.
"If you keep insisting on acting like an idiot, Evan, you'll be thrown out of school," she hissed. "Quite frankly, I'm surprised you're still here after what you did today."
"They won't chuck me out for hexing mudbloods," he replied smugly. "Besides, Bella says she used to do it all the time."
"Yes, but she got away with it because she was never stupid enough to do it in front of the teachers." Narcissa should have known, she thought, that this was yet another of Evan's attempts to get the attention of his adored elder cousin.
"Anyway, who cares if I get chucked out?" Evan continued. "School's boring."
The boys laughed again and Narcissa, giving up, stalked back up the table. If Evan wanted to continue ruining his life to impress his friends, she wasn't going to stop him.