~Lives POV
"First you take my Tommy, Second you steel my fame, Third you beat me in every fucking exam and don't give me that modest crap. Oh and The best part is that you think you have the power to disgrace the Black name one of the purest blood lines, EVER!"
Today was a Saturday, I was planning to meet Janelle and Gwen after their practice and get a butter beer. But instead I was standing in the middle of the Hogwarts courtyard watching and listening as a stuck up child threw empty threats and meek insults at me. "You pathetic whore you have no right to be in this world"
"Walburga, Look it's nice talking However I'm expected in the tree broomsticks in 10 minutes so if you wish to pass on a message, actually Can it wait?"
"Wait! Wait! How dare you ask a Black to wait, you disrespectful mudblood! My Wardrobe is worth more than your life twice over" I let out a sigh, here we go again.
"And what and I supposed to do with this information?"
"It proves you are nothing compared to me, a cockroach needing to be squashed"
"What happened to calling me a mosquito?"
"JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!" I stood there for the next 7 minutes listening to the pathetic Insults this girl was saying. This had been going on for as long as I'd been in the school. All because I 'stole her man'. What's really funny is the fact that she thought Tom was here's in the first place. Her words soon became a blur of muffled sounds, some times I would hear snippets of sentences things like 'Stupid Slut' and 'Needy Child' but I really couldn't care. It always went like this: she would approach me, she would shout a bit, then I would get bored at start day dreaming, then she would shout a bit more, if she felt bold she would throw a few hexes, then she would walk off.
"Are you even listening?" The fat toad squeaked,
"No not really" I shrugged trying not to fall asleep.
"I've had enough with you ignoring me thinking you are above me, so if you won't listen to words maybe you'll listen to pain, Confringo" Everything in the radius of two meters was hit by a large blast. Ever since the break in I created a permanent protego shield around me. The shield is not very powerful, however It can withstand basic hexes, it also comes in handy when Walburga feels brave enough to try and beat me in a duel.
The spell hit the shield and rebounding into the surroundings. I watched as many of the students fell to the ground, books and papers went flying up into the air. Walburgas hair flew back into her face, and she stumbled backwards. I just stood there not even batting a lash. Not that I needed to anyways. There was no point, she believed she was powerful, she believed that the blacks were untouchable.
Sometimes I'd dream about locking her way in a room with no windows and no doors, and just watching her face when I tell her my real name. Telling her I was The Miss Grindelwald. Those where the little things about Hogwarts that made me smile.
"Your not the only one who can do wandless magic you know" Walburga cried, with that a jet of red light appeared and hit the shield, I could feel it weaken but I'm good at what i do, and Walburgas magic isn't as good as she believes it is.
"Congratulations you mastered how to conjure a little red light. Maybe you should leave me alone and go tell your Mummy, I'm pretty sure that she's the only one who really gives a damn. So for the last time leave me and my friends alone. Go pick on someone your own size" I turned on my heels and walked to the arched door way, I had better things to do than talk to Walburga Black.
"Ah you are so FUCKING PATHETIC!" Walburga screamed, she tried to pull out her wand and hex me again but I flicked my fingers and a thick black rope coiled around her forcing her to the ground.
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