𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝗗𝗠

The Christmas spirit

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All I could think to myself was I'm going to strangle this bitch.

"Parkinson, we do not care. Go away." I hissed at her across the table.

"I'm not speaking to you, Slater." She hissed back.

"Then not speak to me further away, all these tables in the library and you pick to sit here. Fuck off." I fumed.

Me, Luke and Atlanta had come to the library to do some homework before we went on break for two weeks tomorrow and this idiot had come and sat at the edge of the table muttering things like Bloodtraitors to us.

"So you're speaking to me then?" Luke popped his head out from his book, looking pissed off.

She nodded with a slimy smirk.

"Fuck off, Parkinson." He hissed and she--I'm not even lying--cackled like she was some sort of muggle fucked up version of a witch.

"Go away, Parkinson. No one likes you." Atlanta said as she tried to concentrate on her work.

"You can't tell me what to do." She smirked.

"I can kick you off your chair." I offered.

"You wouldn't." She snarled.

"She definitely would." Luke and Atlanta both snarled back.

I was surprised that the school's librarian, Madame Pince, wasn't the one kicking her off her chair, that lady was relentless when it came to her library books and people talking.

"Tell me does it not feel degrading? Having people point out how dirty your blood is all the time. If that were me I'd--"  She didn't get to finish her question to Atlanta because both me and Luke had kicked her chair at the same time with such force that she toppled over backward, hitting the floor head first with a massive thump.

"Ugh!" She hissed picking herself up. "You fucking blood-traitors!"

"Don't take anything that dog says personally, she clearly has some sort of mental illness." I hissed as I watched her scurry away.

"I may be muggle born but at least I don't fetch when someone throws a stick." Atlanta muttered, not even looking up from her homework.

Me and Luke both laughed at that before he quickly stopped and stared at the entrance to the library. I looked over and saw that Harry, Ron and Hermione had walked in, everyone else in the library had gone silent.

"Hey, Nova." Harry said as they passed my table. He had a regretable look in his eye like I might just ignore him.

"Hey, Harry." I replied back with a warm smile and he gave me a thankful smile back.

I looked over and saw that both Luke and Atlanta had both visibly backed up a bit in their chair and were avoiding any eye contact with Harry.

"You two aren't serious?" I gaped at them.

"Of course we are, everyone saw him egging on that snake. I don't wanna be next." Atlanta said biting her nails.

"Luke?" I asked him and he shrugged.

"It's obviously him, Nov." He said to me, putting the book he was reading down. "I know you like him but look at the facts."

"The facts are the reason everyone thinks Harrys' the heir is the same reason everyone thought I was the heir, you think I'm the heir?" I raised an brow.

"Yeah but you aren't a Parselmouth are you?" Luke scoffed.

"No." I answered probably too quickly but they didn't notice