Wanting You

Chapter 7: halloween ball, part 1

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It had been a few weeks since Dumbledore caught me singing in the great hall and tomorrow was the halloween ball. Everyone was supposed to be dressed up including the teachers. Lots of different students were going to be performing different songs and there was going to be a vote for the school's favourite performance and whoever won would be chosen to sing at the yule ball.

It was Pansy's goal to be chosen. She had been practicing months before we fell out. Honestly, i hope she gets it.

I decided tonight i was going to sneak into the restricted section of the library to find out more about my wrist. I was tired of people keeping things from me.

I was now sat in the great hall eating breakfast, i remained at the top of the table, still avoiding the group. I had a book placed beside my plate, reading each page with intent.
I kept my attention towards the book, ignoring what else was going on. I munched on my toast, continuing to read before a sudden bang on the table caused my pumpkin juice to spill over my book and me. I stood up quickly holding my arms away from my side. Some people became silent on the table, turning to see what had happened.

I snapped my head up to see Marcus stood in front of me.

I glared at the boy. "what the fuck, flint?! i'm soaking!" i spat, flapping my hands down once to get what juice that had gotten on my hands off.

Now the majority of the hall was quiet, all turning to see what was going on. Even the teachers.

"that was the plan in the first place. but you left me high and dry. Its just your karma, babe." he smirked.

I pulled a disgusted expression by his words. "you pig!" i scoffed, picking up a goblet of pumpkin juice from the person beside me and splashing it over him with a glare on my face.

He quickly shielded his face with his arms, before lowering them with a scowl on his face.

"how dare you?!" he spat, pulling his wand and aiming at me.

A smirk met my lips and a small laugh left my mouth.

"go on. hit me with a spell. in front of everyone." i raised an eyebrow, barely intimidated.

Some teachers stood then, also pulling out their wands just incase.

"do it." i spat, venom lacing my words.

He looked from each side, first at the teachers who stood with pursed lips and frowns. and then at the students who began to whisper, staring at him.

His lip twitched as the scowl on his face shifting into a frown. He lowered his wand and stormed out of the great hall, ignoring the students who where whistling and whispering.

Now all eyes were on me but i chose to ignore them.

I pulled out my own wand and muttered a spell.

"scourgify."

My book and clothes were now dry and i took my seat once more, eating my toast and reading as if nothing happened.

Silence filled the room until i saw my brother stand from across the hall, pulling out his wand and running out. There were some other Gryffindors following him and trying to call him back. I could tell he was on his way to Marcus.

For gods sake. I literally cannot have any time to relax.

I groaned and stood as students began to follow after them, now knowing a fight was about to erupt.

I could hear teachers shouting for the ones who had not left to sit back down but I was already out of the hall luckily.

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