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They thought Hagrid had been sacked, but after visiting him that night, they discovered that he was just on watch, moreso. Then he yelled at Harry for being out so late.
Malfoy didn't appear in classes until half-way through double potions on Thursday, when he came in late, wrapped in bandages, and caused all the Slytherins to be watching him.
He moved the students around, as he wanted to stand beside Marilyn, causing Snape to threaten detention on Ron and Harry if they didn't move, and then Malfoy said he needed Riddle to help him. So, Marilyn was stuck at a table with those two, making her shrinking solution.
"Professor! Professor! I need help cutting these daisy roots, because of my arm!" Malfoy whined.
"Locke, cut his daisy roots." Snape said.
Marilyn furrowed her eyebrows. "I thought Riddle-"
"You heard Professor Snape." Malfoy smirked. "Cut my daisy roots."
Marilyn took his roots, and began cutting them quickly. Due to all the cooking she did at home, cutting and preparing ingredients in potions was actually very quick and easy for her.
"There." She slid them off her own board, and onto his.
"And sir, I need this Shrivelfig skinned!" Malfoy whined.
Marilyn snatched it from his hand, and began skinning it.
"Locke!" Snape snapped.
She froze, and looked at him.
"Five points from Gryffindor for taking that from Mr Malfoy without permission."
She opened her mouth to say something, but bit her tongue, hearing Riddle snigger.
Marilyn skinned it, and put it on Malfoy's board, as she skinned her own.
"Seen your friend Hagrid lately?" Malfoy smirked.
"Yes."
"I'm afraid he won't be a teacher for much longer. Father's not very happy about my injury-"
"You're making yourself look like a wuss-"
"At least I didn't show off my wounds for the whole school to see!"
She bit her tongue, again. She could feel her anger rising in her chest - and she wasn't about to let Malfoy get under her skin. "That wasn't my fault."
"Can you two shut up?" Riddle questioned angerly. "I'm trying to work."
"Sir! Sir, Mattheo's disrupting my work!" Malfoy complained.
"Detention, Mr Riddle. Talk to me after class." Snape didn't look up from Neville's potion, which he was examining.
Malfoy smirked. "Guess you're not immune to everything, Mattheo."
Riddle ignored him, as he cut up his daisy roots, though the anger that flashed over his face made Marilyn's stomach drop - it was rather terrifying, for a split second, before she didn't care anymore.
"See, my father has a lot of influence at the Ministry, and he made an official complaint to them." Malfoy continued to Marilyn. "And an injury like this? who knows if my arm will ever be the same again."
"Probably not. With all the incest in Pureblood families, I'd say your body is a little messed up."
"Sir!" Malfoy yelled. "Sir, Locke is refusing to cut my caterpillars for me!"
"Locke, cut the caterpillars and meet me after class." Snape glared at her.
She bit her tongue. Again. And cut the caterpillars.
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Darwinism | hp
FanfictionMarilyn Locke was adopted and raised by her Muggle family, and thought that her life at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardly would be filled with confusion and failing all her classes. What she didn't think, was that she would be the cog in th...
