Sapphire Witch - Under Editing to make it easier to read

Weird Detentions

~Hagrid's Hut~

Hagrid rummages about, looking for something. Hagrid: "Got jus' the thing. Set 'im down on that chair o'er there." As Ron sits, Hagrid pitches a bucket between his knees. Harry and Hermione glanced up questioningly. Hagrid shrugs. Hagrid: "Better out than in. Who was he tryin' ter curse anyway?" Harry: "Malfoy. He called Hermione, well, I don't know exactly what it means..." Hermione: (quietly) "He called me a Mudblood." Hagrid: "He didn'!" Harry looks confused. Hermione glances at him, then away, obviously pained by this. Y/n: "I hexed him up the wazoo." Hermione: "It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who was Muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone... like me. It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation." Hagrid: "Yeh see, Harry. There are some wizards -- like Malfoy's family -- who think they're better than everyone else 'cause they're what people call pureblood." Y/n: "Then you have people like Grindlewald who doesn't give a f*ck about blood status but dislikes muggles. Then you have families like the Weasleys. Who are accepting of muggles." Harry: "That's horrible." Ron belches forth a slug. Ron: "It's disgusting!" Hagrid: "An' it's codswallop ter boot. Dirty blood. There's 'ardly a wizard today that's not half-blood or less. If we 'adn't married Muggles we'd've died out long ago. Besides, they haven't invented a spell our Hermione can't do... (taking her shoulder) Don' you think on it, Hermione. Don' you think on it fer a minute." Regulus: "Can I borrow Y/n?" Hagrid: "Sure." Y/n: "Nooooooooo!" Regulus: "The sooner this conversation is done the faster you get told your punishment." Y/n looks down. Hagrid: "Wut happened?" Regulus: "Y/n." Y/n: **mumbling* "I broke Draco's nose then hexed him multiple times..." Harry: "Huh?" Y/n: "I broke Draco's nose then hexed him multiple times." Hermione: "Y/n! You didn't have to do that. All he did was call me a Mudblood. I don't want you to be expelled!" Regulus: "She's not going to be expelled. She's going to have a week of detention. Malfoy's having three days of detention." 

~Regulus's Classroom; later that day~

Regulus: "No magic. Malfoy, you clean the room. Y/n, no astral plane. Sapphire: "Awe man." Y/n: "Right." Regulus: "You can reorganize every book and parchment in alphabetical order." Y/n: "Can I use Sapphire to help organize?" Regulus: "No. You can't escape work all the time like that. Besides, if I let you do that, Sapphire would be reading." Y/n: "Damn." Draco: "My father will hear about this." Regulus: "The Black Family has a higher standing than the Malfoys." Draco looks down. Regulus: "Hopefully you two can be friends-" Y/n: "He called 'Mione a slur!" Draco: "She is a Mudblood!" Regulus holds Y/n back. Regulus: "Detention for four more days, Malfoy." Draco: "Okay." Y/n glares at him. Regulus: "Remember what you said about Draco in the store?" Y/n: "That Draco's spoiled not rotten because of his Biggoted father?" Draco: "He is, isn't he?" Regulus sits at his desk. Y/n: "Dollor store Elsa." Draco: "Dolly Parton." Y/n: "Light roasts only. Like any child would." Draco: "Okay, Maximoff you think you can roast any of your parents?" Y/n: "Toaster." Draco: "Vision?" Y/n: "No! That's Wanda's nickname for Vision." Draco laughs. Y/n: "Loki told me Pepper Potts once said to someone: 'I do anything and everything that Mr. Stark requires—including, occasionally, taking out the trash.' Like a queen." Draco: "What's the funnest statements?" Y/n: "Uhh. Fury: '"Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to exit the donut." Said that to Tony Stark." Draco: "What was he...?" Y/n: "Eating donuts as Iron Man. 'Doth mother know you weareth her drapes?' —Tony Stark to Thor. 'I recognize that the council has made a decision, but given that it's a stupid-ass decision, I've elected to ignore it.' —Nick Fury. To a council." Draco is laughing as he wipes down the last desk on the right side. Y/n: "'This is so unlike you, brother. So clandestine. Are you sure you wouldn't rather just punch your way out?' —Loki to Thor. He was very proud." Regulus: "Which one?" Y/n: "Loki was telling me all of these and Ma confirmed it. 'I should not be left in charge of stuff like this. I don't get paid enough. I don't get paid, period.' —Darcy Lewis." Draco: "American?" Y/n: "Yeah. "Hey fellas, either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil." —Natasha Romanoff referring to Steve Rogers." Draco laughs again. Y/n: "You get hurt, hurt 'em back. You get killed... walk it off." —Steve Rogers." Regulus: "Like that works." Y/n: "Umm... 'Anybody on our side hiding any shocking and fantastic abilities they'd like to disclose? I'm open to suggestions.' —Tony Stark." Draco: "What happened?" Y/n: "All you need to know is that they defeated a giant by a kid referencing a movie. "Don't do anything I would do, and definitely don't do anything I wouldn't do. There's a little gray area in there, and that's where you operate." —Tony Stark to Peter Parker." Draco: "What could he do?" Y/n: "Not be a playboy?" Regulus: "What?" Y/n: "..."We know each other! He's a friend from work!" —Thor." Draco: "Who?" Y/n: "Hulk. "What master do I serve? What am I supposed to say, Jesus?" —Peter Quill." Regulus and Draco blink.. Y/n: "..."If toast is cut diagonally, I can't eat it." —Nick Fury." Draco: "Fair." Y/n: "There's also: "Honestly, until this exact second, I thought you were a Build-a-Bear." —Tony Stark to Rocket. "I get emails from a raccoon, so nothing sounds crazy anymore." —Natasha Romanoff." Draco bursts out laughing. Regulus: "I can't." Y/n: "Ahhhhhhhhhh. Draco." Draco: "Huh?" Y/n: "How was your life?" Draco: "Great!" Regulus: "Y/n, what do you think?" Y/n: "I know a lot. Every universe is different but in most and the original Lucius is an excellent father. Okay, let's start all the way back when Harry and I first encountered Draco. We were in Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, where he runs into Harry and I. Literally the first thing Draco says to Harry after "Hello, Hogwarts, too?" is: "My father's next door buying my books, and mother's up the street looking at wands. Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow." Very easy. Just reduce the size. "I do." Refering to playing Quidditch. "Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree." Draco has known Harry for literally five seconds and within that time frame, in which he has neither asked for Harry's name or given his own, he has mentioned Lucius three times. In this five seconds, we learn that both Lucius and Narcissa are involved in making sure Draco has everything he needs for school, that they are willing to listen to what he wants, that Draco has learned to play Quidditch, which he must've learned at home because he hasn't been to school yet, and that Lucius thinks he's good at it- good enough to play for Slytherin. Lucius takes pride in being a Slytherin, and if he thinks his son's good enough at eleven to play for the team, he must be paying close attention and must be proud of Draco's accomplishments in the area. Immediately after encountering Harry and Ron in chapter six and after introducing himself finally, in literally the next sentence after he gives his name and Ron laughs at him, Draco says: "My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford." Considering Draco hadn't met a Weasley before this point, they must've been actually talking at some point or another for this to come up, and Lucius trusted his eleven-year-old son with his opinions; however unwise that might've been, considering Draco uses them to pick a fight instantly, but I digress. Then I encounter Draco and Lucius in Borgin and Burkes, where Lucius is trying to sell Borgin some assorted dark objects and Draco is being a typical twelve-year-old, touching all the things that could potentially harm him, as everything in this store is loaded with dark magic and Borgin goes on to talk about how some of these things have killed their owners. Lucius says: "'Touch nothing, Draco.'" This is the first line I ever heard Lucius speak, and it is a warning to his twelve-year-old son not to touch the things in this particular shop, because they could very easily kill him. In one sentence, the first thing I learned of Lucius is that he is protective of his son. This is also the same time I learned that he's already listened to Draco rant about Harry endlessly ("at least a dozen times already"). He's clearly heard about the situation a lot over the summer and states that he's already discussed this and told Draco that it's better for him not to look less than fond of Harry. Lucius is already watching out for both Draco and his reputation, and Draco who is currently twelve. Imagine what Lucius would've done to advise and assist Draco in life and in politics." Draco: "I suppose." Y/n: "Hmm. Is the broomsticks you're father's way of saying 'good job'?" Draco: "Yeah. He tends to show his love through money." Y/n: "Ahhhhh. Regulus?" Regulus: "Nothing. Y/n what languages can you speak?" Y/n: "Sokovian, Slovakian, Polish, Egyptian (All forms), Latin, Greek, French, a little bit of German, Russian, Czech, and Italian." Regulus: "Non-muggle." Y/n: "Mermish, Dragonese, Parseltongue, I can easily read Runes, and I can understand a lot more of the creatures languages but can't speak them." Draco: "Cool!" Y/n: "Mhmm. Cedric?" Cedric: "Y/n. Malfoy." Regulus: "Mr. Diggory. What can I do for you?" Cedric: "I'm confused about a question on the guided reading." Regulus: "Hmm?" Cedric: "It asks for the most famous page in the Darkhold, but I'm stuck on The Sapphire Witch or The Scarlet Witch." Regulus: "Scarlet is more well known. Since it is an older being." Cedric: "Thanks. Also, Adrian saved you a muffin, Y/n." Y/n: "Yay!"

~Lockhart's Office- hours later~

Harry looks at the walls of Lockhart's office, lined with framed photographs of... Gilderoy Lockhart. Harry and Lockhart work by candlelight at an ornate desk. Bleary-eyed, Harry addresses envelopes, while a cheery Lockhart puts his signature to the stack of glossy photos bearing his image. Lockhart: "Harry, Harry, Harry... Can you possibly imagine a better way to serve detention than by helping me answer my fan mail?" Harry forces a smile. Lockhart: "Fame's a fickle friend, Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does. Remember that." Harry nods, glancing gloomily at the towering stack of envelopes that remain. Dipping his quill, he starts to write, when... a chilly voice fills the room. Voice: "Come... come to me..." Harry: "What?" Lockhart: "I was saying, six solid months at the top of the bestseller list! Broke all records!" Harry: "No... not you, that... voice." Lockhart: "Voice?" Harry: "That... voice. Didn't you hear it?" Lockhart: "What are you talking about, Harry? I think we're getting a bit drowsy. Great Scott -- and no wonder -- look at the time! We've been here nearly four hours! Dinner's nearly done! If you hurry you might make pudding. Spooky how the time flies when one's having fun!" Harry: "Spooky."

~Corridor~

Harry passes quickly through the lengthening shadows of the empty corridor, when... Voice: "Blood... I smell blood..." Harry stops cold, looking around for the source of the voice. Voice: "Let me rip you... let me kill you..." Harry steps to the wall, playing his fingers along the stone, then begins walking, slowly at first, then more quickly, as if following something, moving faster and faster, rounding the corner and coming face to face with... Hermione, Y/n, Regulus, Draco, and Ron. Hermione: "Harry!" Harry: "Did you hear it?" Ron: "Hear what?" Harry: "That... voice." Hermione: "Voice? What voice?" Y/n leans against the wall trying to hear into the pipes. Harry's eyes dart around. Harry: "I heard it first in Lockhart's office and then again, just --" Voice: "Kill... Time to kill..." As Harry stiffens, Hermione and Ron study him curiously. Y/n: "That sounds familiar." Harry: "It's moving. I think it's going to... kill." Y/n: "Shoot. Totally slipped passed my ears. Y/n and Harry run off. Hermione and Ron exchange a glance and follow.