The Slytherin Mudblood: Book 1

Chapter 12

DETENTION FOR FIVE? NOT THREE?

Christmas songs filled the whole castle. Halls filled with waves of Christmas smells, like cinnamon, hot cocoa, peppermint, pine, mistletoe, and holly. The castle was decorated thoroughly with lots of trees, garments, and hanging mistletoe. No matter where you were, there was snow pouring down from the ceiling, but it never hit the ground! This was the best Christmas I had ever had.

Draco and I walked to the Great Hall, laughing before we sat down at the Slytherin table. The Great Hall's cloudy sky was pouring snow down onto the tables. After a long conversation where we got to know each other a bit, again, all of the students started coming into the Great Hall in larger numbers. 

They were all wearing Santa hats, weird Christmas-themed and house-related headbands, ugly Christmas jumpers, and other garments. There were two older kids in particular, both with bright red hair, came bursting in waving their wands and out popped fireworks of green and red colours and sparks of slight orange. They were, for certain, the Weasley-twins. Troublemakers and class-clowns, but were very funny. 

There were no classes, but Draco and I spent the morning travelling the halls. We ran into the same boy who burned my leg at the start of term. I recognized him saying, "Hey, you're the boy who burnt my leg during our first " I lifted my robe to show him the permanent burn mark he left on my leg.

"Oh m-my gosh, I-I'm so sorry about that! I messed up that C-Cure for Boils potion real bad. I'm Neville, nice to meet you!" He stuttered as he ran past us.

"Woah, woah, woah, Longbottom! Not so fast," Draco halted Neville. Neville turned around cautiously, "You hurt her and now you have to pay. Locomotor Mortis!"

He flicked his wand, making Neville's legs squeeze together as if tied up. Draco had used the Leg-Locker Curse. Neville started flopping around the ground like a fish as he tried to get away. Eventually, he got up and hopped away. I couldn't help but laugh. Draco and I burst into laughter and we went to the Great Hall. 

We spent our entire evening preparing for eventual exams, studying every subject one at a time. If we didn't pass our exams, we couldn't become second-years! We reviewed basic charms, memorised potion ingredients, looked through every herbology plant and its magical properties, and constantly quizzing each other on something we think the other might forget.

After a long period, we separated to go do other tasks before meeting up in the common room. Draco told me that Harry Potter went to Hagrid's hut for something and he wanted to check it out. I thought it would be fun to sneak around at night, I had never done that before. 

We both got on our branded gloves and scarves, and given it was night, I decided to wear my glasses this time. Draco grabbed a lantern and we snuck past every ghost, prefect, and teacher. We laughed as we made it onto the grounds and snuck over to Hagrid's hut. It was small and made of bricks. It was crawling with vines and dirt. 

We both stood on boxes to peek inside the dirty glass windows, snickering the whole time whispering to each other. "Look! Harry's in there!"

"So is Weasley and Granger," Draco whispered.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know, but what is Hagrid wearing?"

"Oh my god, he looks like a cook!"

We laughed like little maniacs. We stood there for another ten minutes and things began to get interesting. Hagrid pulled out something large from a pot and I said, "Wait! What is that?"

"It looks like an egg," Draco answered.

"Oh my god, it's hatching! What do you think it is?" I asked with anticipation.

"I don't know," he watched with anticipation.

The dark, large egg hatched, revealing a tiny, baby dragon. It spit fire and burned Hagrid's large, curly beard. We chuckled at that, maybe too loudly because Hagrid looked at us causing us to duck quickly. 

We realised the trio of Gryffindors, plus Hagrid, caught us and Draco and I shot off straight to the castle. We ran as fast as we could. We huffed horrendously as we reached the castle and we hurried over to our common room. But as we were dashing over there, we ran into a tall woman with a pointed hat. It was Professor McGonagall. She screamed, "What in Merlin's beard are you two students doing out of bed?!"

"We-We-" I stuttered, trying to come up with a valid excuse.

"Hagrid has a dragon egg!" Draco spilled, hoping to save us from detention by tattle-tailing. "That's not allowed, and Potter, Weasley and Granger are sneaking out of bed!"

"Yeah, we needed to find a teacher! They're breaking the rules," I joined in.

Professor McGonagall sighed. It must've worked a bit because we followed her and she stepped outside with a candlelight. We followed and came out from behind her as she caught the trio. When Draco and I saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione, we looked at each other and smiled, knowing we had done justice. We shot them a smirk, high-fiving each other at our accomplishment to get them caught and not us. 

We walked back inside to Professor McGonagall's office and watched as she gave them their punishments, "Nothing! I repeat, nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night! Therefore, as punishment for your actions, fifty points will be taken."

"Fifty?!" Harry gasped.

"Each," Professor McGonagall added.

Draco and I grinned wickedly at our impressive actions. The Gryffindors were so mad and we were simply smiling the whole time. Professor McGonagall piled on another punishment, "And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all five of you will receive detention."

Draco's and my head shot up like a rocket in confusion. I spat out, "What?!"

Draco got up from the desk and spoke puzzled, "Excuse me, Professor. Perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the five of us."

"No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy," She responded. "You see, honourable as your intentions were, you two were both also out of bed after hours. You will join your classmates in detention."

We both looked at the trio like we were about to murder them. They, mainly Harry, were all smirking at us because they managed to get us in trouble too. Draco and I really thought we were safe. 

I side-eyed them, giving them a hint that if Professor McGonagall wasn't here, I would have destroyed them. Argus Filch, the school caretaker, came in and greeted us saying in a sinister and cackling-like voice, "You lot are in for a treat, come with me."