Makayla
Yeah, I'm most likely broken. I don't technically 'enjoy' the idea of hugs and all of that bullshit, but I let Ann hug me. I definitely notice Louis' surprised look when I accept the hug, and to be honest, I am surprised too.
"I'm glad that you're okay!" Ann exclaims.
I smile a tad, "I am too."
She walks over to Katelyn and they immediately have some sort of conversation. Then Hermione and Ron walk over.
"Good to see that you're okay, Weasley," I say.
"Yeah!" Ron chortles.
"You are definitely not the evil monsterous beast that we thought you were, Makayla," Hermione says. That's a little dramatic, don't you think? "We just want to thank you for helping us. Ron was right, you were important to this."
"I'm still confused on why," I sigh.
"So are we."
"Well, the day is almost over and I've gotta get to packing my stuff up. My parents can't keep me here forever," I chuckle sarcastically and walk to the common room.
I can feel someone's presence following me the entire way to the common room, so I come up with a plan. In my opinion, it's a rather wise plan. I need to find out who is following me. There's only one way to do that.
When I turn a corner, I get my wand out and stay against the wall. I see the person following me turn around the corner and I push them against the wall, putting my wand against their neck. That's when I see their face, his face.
I lower my wand, "Jesus Lupin! I could've killed you!"
"Yeah I think I noticed," he chuckles. "At least we know you can defend yourself."
"As if that'd be any concern to you."
"Right . . . It isn't!"
"Uh huh . . ."
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FanfictionMakayla Malfoy, daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, is just a girl trying to get through her eight years of education at Hogwarts, until some crummy first years make that impossible. Now she must help them through their journey, so they don't do...
