JUST A MUDBLOOD, draco malfoy

fifty-three

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Y/N MAXWELL

     To be completely honest, the whole ordeal with Ronald and his dress robes made me think there was something more to it—maybe our parents were informed of something students have yet to be. I suppose we'll learn about it later today, taking into account the 'Gryffindor assembly' that McGonagall has us attending this afternoon.

I heard a little bit of talk from some Hufflepuff's that they too have their own little assembly commencing in the later hours of the day, which only led me to believe that so did the Ravenclaws and Slytherins.

I honestly don't know why the school didn't just organise a whole school assembly and explain everything to the students then and there. Although, I suppose this place has its fair share of ridiculous incidents—taking into account every deadly task each year has thrown me and my friends.

There was only a couple of hours until we were to meet with McGonagall in the Transfiguration classroom so during the meantime I found myself situated outside in the Viaduct Courtyard. Not many students came out here, unless they wanted some quiet time to study or just to relax—most preferred the Clock Tower Courtyard, understandably though, it had a more welcoming setting to it.

Taking a seat on one of the stone benches, I let out a relaxing sigh as I feel the cold air rush over my already flushed face. I couldn't help but wonder how my family was doing back at home in London. It was complete agony not being able to see them, leaving them behind every year is one of the only things I dread about coming to Hogwarts.

I truely hope that my little sister will be able to experience all of this when she is old enough to attend, although having two witches in the house might drive my parents a little crazy, taking into consideration the amount of things I've tried to explain to them without having them explode with information overload. I almost drove them crazy trying to explain what a Chimaera is.

As I continue to lose myself in thought I am suddenly snapped out of my daydream upon hearing a few footprints make their way over to me. My eyes drift over to a group of girls, all of who were doused in Hufflepuff attire—the leader of the group catching my eye almost instantly.

I prod myself out of my seat and furrow my eyebrows as I look at Linda, whose eyes were smudged with dark black circles of mascara—making it quite obvious she had been crying.

An awkward smile finds its way onto my face as I watch the girl stomp her feet against the floor as she makes her way over to me. An uneasy feeling arises in my stomach as I notice her friends stare at me with fowl looks on their faces.

A perplexed look finds it was onto my features as Linda extends her arm and points her dark brown wand directly at me. My hands quickly raise, showing off my lack of confidence as the angered Hufflepuff grips her wand tighter.

"I should hex you after what you did." Linda spat pure venom at me, making the people behind her shout profanities at me, some even going as far as egging her on to curse me.

The puzzled look on my face shortly contorted into one of complete disgust for the group of Hufflepuff's stood before me. First of all, none of them have given me any idea on what I've done wrong and two, I don't even know half of these people, so having them push somebody into hexing me is quite disturbing.

"Aiden told me what you did. How you threw yourself at him, knowing he's in a relationship and kissed him." Both Linda's face and voice were filled with rage. I never thought I'd admit that a Hufflepuff could hold so much rage in their body—I guess I really need to stop defying people by what house they were sorted into.

My eyebrows instantly knit together upon hearing the reason behind her motive. I can understand her frustration, I'd be just as upset as she is if my partner kissed another woman, but throwing myself at him? This information perplexed me. Did he really tell her that?

Apart of me didn't believe any of the nonsense she seemed to be telling me, then another part of me felt like what she was saying was true. Aiden and I haven't been the closest since the whole kiss ordeal, as a matter of fact I believed that distance would be best so the both of us have time to ourselves to think about everything, but to hear his girlfriend say that he told her I threw myself at him hurt in ways I couldn't wish on my worst enemy.

"Cat got your tongue, Maxwell? Or have you been too busy shoving it down other girls man's throats!" Linda jabbed her wand into my neck and I couldn't help but worry about the damage that she could inflict on me.

It is well known that wielding a wand while dealing with strong emotions can cause irreparable damage on another person if a spell is cast at them, which is why I'm extremely nervous. The only thing that seems to be on Linda's mind is pain infliction and I just happen to be the one she wishes to cause harm to.

"Linda, I should've told you about the kiss between Aiden and I apologise for making a move... but I can promise you, I had no idea the two of you were an item." My throat bobs as I gulp down the saliva in my mouth, my response only seeming to enrage the Hufflepuff even further.

"Don't you dare stand there and try to blame this on Aiden! He loves me and would never do anything that would hurt me!" Linda spat pure venom my way as she tightened her grip on her wand.

Teachers were absolutely everywhere during the times you wish to break school rules, but now that I'm about to be obliterated there isn't a singular one in sight. Just my luck.

My attempts to try and reason with her fail miserably and her friends only seemed to keep adding fuel to the fire. This whole situation makes me wish I had decided to go and read in the safety of my own common room.

Linda's patience only continued to wear thin with every word that left my mouth, the grip she had on her wand looked as if it could snap it in half. Her friends continued to egg her on and within a matter on seconds, Linda casts Dupolso sending me flying backwards into a wall—a loud bang following quickly after.

Linda, along with her friends scurry away, leaving me in complete agony. My teeth grit together as I hold the back of my head while I stay laid on the floor, giving my best attempts to not let a single tear drop from my eye. The last thing I wanted was to give Linda the satisfaction.

A loud thumping could be felt in my head, making me groan from the uncomfortable feeling. As I continue to grovel in pain, the light around me begins to fade into a black nothingness and before I knew it, I was out cold from the critical knock against my head.