malice. |harry potter|

2.4

"you are genuinely just— so stupid."

♥

Malice Fallon marched into the second-floor girls lavatory, two boys following her like lost puppies. At the doorway, she grabbed both boys by their ears, dragging them into the bathroom violently, shoving inside. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?" she shrieked, red in the face.

"YOU DON'T SPEAK TO ME, FOR WEEKS, AND THEN YOU HAVE THE BLOODY AUDACITY TO POLYJUICE YOURSELVES INTO CRABBE AND GOYLE TO— TO WHAT? SPY ON ME?" Mali was fuming, all of her pent-up anger from the weeks past flying out in one fail swoop. "EVEN YOU HARRY! I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW THAT ALL I TOLD THE SNAKE WAS TO GET AWAY, AND YOU—"

"Wait, what?" Ron interrupted. "What do you mean?"

Mali stared for a moment, and then barked with laughter. "Wow, he didn't tell you? Scarhead's a parselmouth, just like me."

"That's not—"

"Save it, Harry. What, do you think I'm daft? I saw your face when Justin yelled at me. You were just as bloody confused as I was," she rolled her eyes, as though it was the most obvious thing she'd ever said. "For fuck's sake, did you really think I was petrifying muggle-borns?"

"Well—"

"I mean, first of all, if it were me, I'd make sure that they were actually dead, not just bloody petrified."

"What—?"

"And secondly, if it were me, I obviously would've gone after Granger first."

     "Wait—"

     "Not to mention, I wouldn't have allowed everyone to think it was me! Honestly, your accusations were a complete insult to my intelligence!"

     "That was a lot of big words," Ron mumbled, earning a slap clear across the face. "Hey!

Mali turned to slap Harry as well. "Ow!

"That is for not even trying to get my side of the story." She hit both of them again.

"Ow!"

"That is for ignoring me and being little bitches about it." She conjured a textbook and whacked them both.

"Ow!"

"And that is for using my friends to spy on me! Speaking of, where did you put Vinnie and Greg?"

"Um... a closet?" Ron offered up meekly.

Mali scoffed. "Salazar. You two royally fucked up." She paused for a moment. "You can come out now, Granger! I know you're hiding," she sang, waiting to attack the girl she knew to be standing in a stall not far. "Come on, get this over with."

To Malice's complete delight, the girl that came out was not really a girl at all, but a cat. Or, well, a cat in human form. "Oh— oh my—" Mali doubled over, cackling loudly. "Merlin. This is way better than beating your arse. Wow!"

She waved her wand quickly, conjuring a camera that swiftly snapped a picture and disappeared. "You delete that right now, Fallon!"

"No can do, Granger. This is a beautiful memory that I'll not soon forget. Don't worry, I won't show anyone,"

Mali stopped abruptly, placing her finger on her chin as though contemplating something. "Well, maybe just Lottie. And Theo and Blaise. And probably Pansy—"