Inferno | Draco Malfoy

040 | Insight

Messy hair all over my face, cuddling my pillow and half of my blanket on the floor.

Okay, I will admit that I'm not the prettiest sleeper but I look even worse when I get a bad night of sleep.

I reach over to my nightstand for my wand and I summon for my hairbrush. Nothing. I repeat the incantation again, waiting for a result. I rub my eyes to become fully awake.

Oh right, Malfoy has my wand. Wait—

"MALFOY!"

I grip my bedsheets, pulling them back onto my bed.

"Malfoy?" Milly lifts her head from the pages of her book.

"Malfoy?" Pansy turns around from her vanity table.

"Malfoy?" Tracey stops talking to the two girls.

Daphne walks out of the bathroom, "Good morning, darl— Oh, uhm why do you look like you're about to murder someone?"

"One word." Milly goes back to her reading. "Malfoy."

Rushing into the bathroom, I get ready as fast as I can. I tidy my hair, brush my teeth, wash my face all without the help of magic. Be proud of me.

All right, where is that low-life, no wife, plastered bastard? It's currently nine so he should be in the Great Hall eating breakfast.

The body naturally needs iron for growth and development. Malfoy can get a little source of his own blood when I knock a few of his teeth out. Just helping him since the kick in his balls wasn't enough to get him growing. Perhaps he's evolving wrong.

If I am to fight, I am to do it in style. So, I wear some navy-tailored trousers and a white blouse. I slip on my heels with my jaw clenched. Daphne and the other girls ask me questions. Obviously, I don't bother to answer because it might just be better if they watch instead. They follow behind me as I head out of the dormitory at a fast pace. My school shoes are still on the common room floor, not stuck anymore since the hex is only temporary.

Students ought to give you odd looks when your heels are clacking, louder than Umbridge's, and echoing around the Hogwarts castle as your rage builds up. They ought to stare seeing a group of girls interrogating your next moves, plus Tracey cheering on for me to "beat his arse."

That git is always going to stick out wherever he goes with that smug attitude and cheap wig. It's common sense if I remove the wig before dumping his body into the Forbidden Forest, feeding him to the creatures.

"MALFOY!" My voice bounces off the walls in the Great Hall, scaring off some of the owls and catching the attention of everyone.

A devilish smile grows on his face, he gets up and says, "What's gotten your knickers in a knot?"

Without a care in the world, I dig my hands into his trouser pockets, searching for my wand. Call me unladylike but I really couldn't care less. I can hear my brother calling my name but all I want to do is find my damn wand.

"Get your hands off me!" Malfoy swats me away from him. "I know you love touching me but be careful!"

"I will shred this apart." I grab him by his blazer, gritting my teeth with force. "Give me my wand! I want it and I want it now!"

From behind Malfoy, Blaise lightly laughs whilst Theo claps in hysterics,

"Woah! Demanding one you got Draco, she's even calling your wand hers!"

"I will break your wand in half next Nott!" I yell, still grabbing Malfoy. "You are first."

The low-life bastard wraps his hand around my wrist. "Can you handle me?" He lowers his voice. "I mean, look at you, you're all rosy right now, Rosie."