Wicked

Chapter Twenty: Love and Anger

You pilled out towards the changing rooms, the others meeting you to congratulate you and Hufflepuff on winning. Angelina, Katie and Alicia all there as their practice time was straight after the game. 

"At least something good has come out of the last few weeks" you say brightly. Harry heard a snort from behind him and turned around. 

"We won't let it happened again, this next game coming up,  you'll have to catch that Snitch Harry, saved Weasley's neck again" he said to Harry "I've never seen a worse Keeper but then he was born in a bin" he sang. 

"Why don't you piss off you little cretin, if you can't beat Hufflepuff how do you expect to beat Gryffindor?" You scoff, before joining your team mates and supporters from other houses, Ron heading into he changing rooms to wait until practice. 

"Girl has a point" Angelina walked over next to you, her arms folded. 

"Ah well, I got let down by the team today see, but we we'll be ready for you lot" he motioned to the others "see us Slytherin wanted to write another couple of verses!" Malfoy called as Katie and Alicia hugged you. "But we couldn't find rhymes for fat and ugly" you crack your neck as if about to start a fight "We wanted to sing about his mother, see" 

"Talk about sour grapes," said Alicia, casting Malfoy a disgusted look the twins talking to Harry about where Ron was, they hadn't heard yet. 

"We couldn't fit in useless loser either for his father, you know"  Fred and George having just come over to hug you na d congratulate you,  heard, now realised with anger what Malfoy was talking about. You stiffened as you saw the looks on their faces as friendly, silly and cosy as the twins were all 6 foot 3 of them could be menacing and brutal when they wanted and that's what they wanted right now.

"Leave it" said Angelina at once, talking George by the arm, she gave you a pleading look. 

 "She's right, we should leave it, Fred, let him yell, he's just sore the lost, the jumped-up little cu. . . "

"Oh but you like the Weasley's too don't you, Y/N?" said Malfoy, sneering "spend the holidays there and everything, don't you? In fact, you're actually sleeping with one of them!!" He says it like a joke, Angelina, Lee and Alicia holding back George as he tries to pull forward, you and Harry holding Fred. 

"Can't see how you stand the stink, but I supposed when you've been dragged up by Muggles too and then a werewolf and a madman, even the Weasley's hovel smells okay compared to that!"

"I suggest you stop now Draco, or your father won't be hearing a word from you ever again" you spit Malfoy began laughing openly. Harry looked around for Madam Hooch, but she was still berating Crabbe for his illegal Bludger attack.

"Or perhaps," Malfoy leaned towards you on his toes and then stood properly deciding to head back to the changing rooms, leering as he backed away "you can remember what your  mother's house stank like and Weasley's pigsty reminds you of it " You're not sure how he knew, but the words were certain that he did, you pale, realising you're unaware of anything, you don't remember doing it but you let go of Fred realising him, George breaking away from the girls as  a second later both of them were sprinting at Malfoy. You had completely forgotten all the teachers were now watching because all you wanted to do was watch as the boys hit Draco with all their might you draw out your wand as George held Draco and Fred drew back, his cliched fist  sank it as hard as he could into Malfoy's stomach. 

"Y/N! Fred!!!" Jade's voice was phased out as you drew your wand, you weren't even sure what you said but Draco was wiggling across the floor, red scotch marks appearing on his flesh. 

"Fred! Stop her! NO!"  Hermione's voice of reason cut in, suddenly sound could be heard your awareness came back to you as you could hear girls' voices screaming, Malfoy yelling, George and his brother swearing, a whistle blowing, and the bellowing of the a crowd of Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors around you, some cheering you on some in shock. You didn't back off though, not until somebody yelled IMPEDIMENTA and only when you were knocked over backward by the force of the spell did you senses come back to you.