𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC)

[002] Chapter 6

Draco

I walk into the Great Hall to see everyone at my table giggling and snickering, as if they've done something mischievous. This causes me to embark on a newly found word I've learned this past week called: curiosity.

    I walk over to the group and ask, "What did I miss?"
    Judy, a fifth year, giggled before replying, "Your brother just humiliated your sister."

    "Which sister?" I ask once again. I believe it is quite obvious, compared to the fact that Makayla is missing from her normal sitting area with Jordyn and the blood traitors. By blood traitors, I mean the Lupin siblings.

I have a current disliking for the Lupin siblings, as if I don't always, because of how soft they have made Makayla become. Ever since she met Annelise Lupin, she has been smiling more. She has been laughing more. She's been happier.

What kind of little brother doesn't praise the fact that his sister is finally happy? Me. I don't praise the fact that my sister is finally happy.

She's doing a horrible job at focusing on the reason that father even wanted Makayla to attend Hogwarts in the first place. She's doing a horrible job at being a–I should stop.

Makayla would kill me.

I hate Makayla.

But she is scary.

So I must stop.

To at least save my own life.

I could care less if someone else let the secret slip.

"It was Makayla,"  Judy finishes.

I walk over to my normal sitting place with Kai and the others. They are all laughing as well.

As I sit down, I notice that Makayla isn't the only one missing from her group. Louis Lupin is missing as well. The only people sitting in their spots are Jordyn and the second blood-traitor.

I find the disappearance of the male blood-traitor soothing as I turn to Kai as he speaks to me, "You should've seen her face, Draco. I said I'd talk about her constantly talking about the new professor to father and she ran away."

"Where did she run off to?" I ask in return. Why did I ask that? I don't care. I shouldn't anyhow. Father shows random hatred for her at some times, so we should all do the same, right?

"Probably to her room to cry to her stuffed pillow boyfriend," Kai replies. His response causes a burst of laughter from his friends surrounding us. Everyone's response to Kai's remarks against Makayla helped me realize one thing: People are starting to dislike Makayla.

Or they are just following along with Kai because he is, too, a total loser and lunatic.

I'm not sure if this is good or bad.

In her eyes, this would be bad, but in mine? Bloody hell, this is paradise! I can finally have my time to shine on the podium of popularity that her and her friends built the year that they came to Hogwarts.

I can take it all over.

Of course, that's not all I care about experiencing once I finally do start learning some generative things at this school instead of being taught the "basics" of every single course I chose to take. I care for the pudding at dinner, too.

Makayla

Mackerel climbs into my lap, purring with his eyes closed. This brings peace to my mind, knowing that it is possible for me to even feel peace this year.

I know what will happen this year.

I know that bad stuff is going to occur.

But it can't be that bad.

People were expecting me to be embarrassed by what Kai said at Lunch, but instead, I was just angry. I stormed off so that I wouldn't be receiving a Howler in the morning from father for breaking every single one of my brother's fingers.

Sometimes I forget that you guys never really got a true introduction to me. You all know that I'm a Slytherin, I'm . . . half-enemies with Louis Lupin, best friends with Jordyn Riddle, apart of the Malfoy family tree, as well as the nobel house of Black if you consider being Sirius Black's cousin's daughter apart of the family. Though, I was never put on their family tree wall, only my mother and aunt, Bellatrix. Oh! And you also know that I am highly unbearable.

What you don't know is exactly who I am.

In all reality, I'm most likely going to be seen as a horrible, mean, popular person, which wouldn't exactly be wrong. I won't defend myself against that.

I always try not to correspond with muggles, or mudbloods. Half-bloods I can deal with though. I mean, I sit with Ann and Louis for goodness sake. Plus, Harry Potter is a half-blood and I'm, somewhat, friends with him.

Emphasis on "somewhat."

I was going to make this introduction longer, but it turns out that I have potions in 10 minutes, so it'll have to wait. I have potions with Louis so wish me luck for disaster.