The All Caster

Chapter 5

THE ALL CASTER

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The quartet made their way into the  bookstore as Draco and Killian needed to get their textbooks for the new term of Hogwarts, which got Killian thinking.  He's definitely gonna get resorted as he's going back to Hogwarts under his actual name. His mind wondered off to the traitors and an immediate scowl took over his face.

"Love, what has you making that face?" Draco asked with a blank expression as the expression he saw on the smaller's face made his Veela stir. "Oh, nothing Dray, just some irrelevant thoughts that I have to take care of." The smirk that appeared on Killian's lips was enough to make Draco's spine tingle as he knew that expression held nothing good in it.

The quartet broke apart as Draco's parents wanted to view some books on Wizarding politics and the young lads went off to get their textbooks and supplies. They had shrunken down the textbooks to fit into the little shopping bags they picked up upon entering the store. When they were finished, they went to the other sections of the stores to pick out a few books of their personal preference.

Killian picked up a lot of books on pureblood etiquette, wizard history, spells, potions and he even found a few in parseltongue at the back of the store in a dimly lit corner. Draco had picked a few of the same as Killian and they were chatting with each on their way to the front desk when Killian felt himself bump into someone.

The person snapped their head around and stared at him in disgust. The person he had bumped into was none other than his former "best friend" Ron Weasley who was accompanied by the know-it-all bitch Hermione Granger.

"Oi! Watch where you're going you git." Killian immediately scowled at that but before he could say anything the weasel spoke again. "Well isn't this a delight. Malfoy, I see you've gotten yourself a new brothel whore to play with. Such a shame though, someone so pretty shouldn't be with a slimy snake like you." The weasel turned up his nose in an act of disgust and Killian had enough as he saw Draco's eyes shift from the beautiful silver to a deep venomous black.

Quickly taking hold of the situation before it got bloody, Killian stepped in front of Draco and scowled at the weasel. "I shall have you know that you are less than the dirt at the bottom of my boots you hideous piece of lion trash. Worn-out robes, a sad excuse of a makeshift wand and years of bad acne and poor human etiquette and you have the absolute gaul to speak on others. How dare you say such things to me and my mate when you are so below us that you shouldn't be able to breath the same air as us. You are a disgusting, feeble-minded, illiterate, brainless, moronic, insufferable flaming pile of bloody puss and you will always the be at the very bottom of that beaten up barrel." The red head was left baffled by Killian's read of the century. His face was red hot with embarrassment and anger and Hermione couldn't help the glare that she directed towards the young blonde. "He surely must not know that we are the best friends of THE Harry Potter. This just got so much better." Was what the bushy haird girl thought as a smirk replaced her glare.

"I would take that back if I were you. We're Harry Potter's best friend. I can't wait to tell him about this." The know-it-al bitch said with a smug expression. Killian stared at her before breaking out into laughter. "That sorry excuse of a wizard? Ha! I could care less if you were friends with him. He is still nowhere near my level. I am the heir and lord to a lot of the most noble and ancient houses, and you think you have the right to speak to me? Get your head out of your arse and dismiss yourselves from my presence before your peasantry rubs off on me. Oh and just so you know, I am Prince Killian Amir Tirion Morningstar, and you have just made the number one spot on my enemies list." The smug expression quickly disappeared from her face as she saw the glistening ring on his finger. She knew what a ring on that finger meant as she had read about it in a book a while back. Having fully grasped the severity and just how deep in shit they were, Hermione grabbed Ron by the arm and pulled him away with her.