A Snake in the Gryphon's Den: A Riddle in Gryffindor {Completed}

A Snake in the Gryphon's Den

"Percy what are you doin' here?"

The older boy just scoffed, " Well I live here," he snapped obviously annoyed.

Taking note of his disposition, " What's wrong?" Ron frowned.

" It's the girls again." He rubbed his temples in frustration.

" Again?" Ron and Harry sounded in unison.

"Oh no.." Hermione pushed through and ran up the stairs. " Elizabeth!?" She tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge, " OLIVIA OPEN THIS DOOR!" Hermione banged closed fists against the wooden portal. Clapping her ears against it's well polished surface, could hear an array of voices, " ELIZABETH!!"
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" What do you want from me?" The girl backed into the wall, her kitten pressed against her heart.

" We want you to leave! You don't belong here." Demanded Olivia Browns, a third year student who seemed to hold authority over the girls present.

" Yes I do! The Sorting Hat-" she was cut off.

" That old coot made a mistake- then again you're the big mistake!"

Elizabeth frowned, " That doesn't even make sense.." Looking quizzically at one of the older girls for clarification shrugged her shoulders. This was the first time she had been treated anything less than a princess since she left home.

" Shut up," the brunette pinned the younger girl against the wall and held the tip of her wand against the girl's cheek threateningly. " I'm warning you-"

" HAHAHAHAHAAA" Elizabeth began laughing out of the blue which set a few of the other girls off.

" What's so funny?" Olivia barked angrily, feeling very insecure at this sudden outburst.

Looking at the situation objectively, Elizabeth couldn't help but find it absolutely funny- not that she was going to explain herself to these idiots. It had been nearly over an hour and they were still at it going in circles. " Haha you're right! I was put in the wrong house- but your the one whose suffering! Hahaha!!" Smirking, drew an eyebrow in an impish arch as she continued, " It must be soooo difficult to be stuck with an eyesore like me.. What a thorn in your side I must be," she taunted leaning forward ignoring the fact that her tie and collar were practically choking her under the older girl's hold. " So what are you going to do about it..? Kill me? Boil me in oil? Will you really soil your precious fingers for a low down dog like me? You preppy princess." She snickered confidently as the girl slowly loosened her grip in confusion. " Yes, yes, be very afraid!" Elizabeth stepped forward now fully released from Olivia's clutches. Striking a dark, sarcastically innocent pose, batted her eyes as she held her woven fingers against her cheek, " Yes.. FEAR MEE THE CRAZY CAT LADY!!" She burst in laughter at her own randomness. All this was so superly stupid-how sad. These pathetic witches didn't know who or what they were dealing with. Holding Shadow in front of her as he hissed and clawed at the air in front of the now cowering girl's face, continued her rant. "Yess... So.. So dangerous! FEAR MEE!!" She laughed hysterically again.

" You've gone mad!" A girl stood defensively between the two.

"Yes yes I have! I AM!! So what are you going to do about it?" Elizabeth repeated triumphantly with a smirk, now mellowing out to her normal calm disposition.

When met with silence walked up to the door and casually unlocked it. "Exactly." she said in a venomously sweet voice.

" M-My father will hear about this! He works in the Ministry if Magic! He-He will-" Olivia stuttered.

"He will what? Lock me up in Azkaban for laughing in your face?" Elizabeth's confidence grew the moment she heard a few giggles behind the door and soft murmurs in the room. " Yes.. PLEAAASE tell him. I'm sure he will be dying to hear allll about it," she mocked darkly as she opened the door to find four gingers, and two brunettes- all of whom had some sort of surprised smile upon their face standing there like goofy statues. Holding her head high and proud, Elizabeth ignored the stares and marched off.

" She's just like her mother..that crazy cow.." Startled at the sudden dimming of lights, Olivia's eyes shot up to the ceiling as the lights began to flicker.

Pausing, Elizabeth gritted her teeth and looked over her shoulder as a vase behind Olivia shattered into pieces making the third year, along with a few other girls including Hermione scream.

Elizabeth let the comment slide, " It's not worth it.." She told herself, clenching her fists tightly as she walked away.