The Forgotten Potter; DM

XXXV. Mischief Managed

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"Here she comes," Davina sang as they entered the common room.

Ivy paused, "Oh my god, do not announce it. I will walk back out."

But it was too late. The group had already noticed her and began to holler, cheer, applaud and whistle and Ivy wanted to murder every single one of them. Some of the other Slytherins had joined in, too.

Ivy glared at them all as Davina helped her walk over, despite the injured girl already leaning on a walking stick, "I didn't return from War!"

"You bloody look like you did," Theo laughed.

"Potter!" The Prefect called out, "Where have you been?"

Ivy pulled a face at the idiot, "I was in the hospital wing. I'm literally injured. Snape and Dumbledore were the ones who put me there."

"Oh," The Prefect paused, taking in her appearance, and walked away. "That's valid."

Ivy rolled her eyes and Draco started, "You should be happy, and grateful. Look, we saved you your precious seat. It's reserved for the crippled today."

Ivy side-eyed him and pulled away from Davina's constant touch and huffed as she sat down, leaving the cane on the side and watching it fall, "Splendid." Twilight jumped onto her lap, Cosmo nudging her leg. "Ow, you two! You're hitting my injuries."

Davina kept hold of Ivy's bloody grey jacket, who knows why. This left Ivy in a new short-sleeved white top, as the old one was torn and drenched with blood, still wearing the bloody jeans.

"Aw, don't tell me we have to deal with grumpy Ivy again," Blaise complained. "We just got rid of grumpy Draco."

Theo grabbed her cane off the floor and began spinning it in the air, laughing as he pretended to hit Blaise and Draco with it, the three boys on the same sofa.

Ivy lifted her head, "Oi. That's my cane you're messing with."

"It's the end of the year," Daphne mentioned with a small smile. "This is when grumpy Ivy makes her debut."

The green-eyed girl narrowed her eyes at them, "I'd love to see how you guys react to being almost mauled to death by a werewolf."

"I think I'd complain a lot less," Draco shrugged as Cosmo jumped into his lap and they all gave him looks of disagreement.

"You would not," Davina simply stated, now sat.

Daphne sat forward with intrigue, "So. Let us see it."

She pulled a confused face at her and then at the others who also seemed to share her intrigue, "You lot wanna see my scars?"

When they told her yes, Ivy was very weirded out but slightly understood their curiosity. She sighed and lightly pulled up her jeans, "Well, my calf's all bandaged up so you can't really see that, yet." The bandage had been wrapped around her wound which wasn't that bad or deep, it just stung a lot. She let the denim fall back down and began pulling up the bottom of her shirt. With a wince, she peeled the gauze and revealed three deep scars starting at her lower stomach and grazing over her hip and curve, reaching the dip of her waist.

Theo let out a small whistle of shock as they all winced and pulled faces at the sight. Blaise's eyes flickered over to Draco in a way that differed from how Daphne looked to Davina.

Draco's finger began to outstretch towards her and she quickly slapped his hand away, "Don't touch my scar."

As she began to close it up and pull down her shirt, Theo began.