Chapter 6

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by i_heart_h_potter

by i_heart_h_potter

{Rose}

Al and I are sitting at the hall table eating scrambled eggs and bacon.

'Wha' boo ee hafe firs'?' Al asks his mouth extremely full with scrambled eggs.

I look at him in disgust and reply quickly, 'Defence Against the Dark Arts.'

'With the Slytherin's?' Al asks, swallowing, with a pained look.

I frown, nodding.

'Miss Weasley!' Someone says suddenly from behind me.

I jump, causing my scrambled eggs to fall down my robes. I swivel around on my seat, 'Professor Slughorn!' I say in surprise.

'Sorry to have startled you Rose, but I have to inform you that all of this weeks detention shall take place helping Mr. Filch clean up the castle. He says he wants you in his office by 7 o'clock sharp.' Slughorn says firmly.

I nod, brushing the egg off my robes.

I begin to turn around as a few third years walk past, 'Whats wrong Weasley, already in detention, I thought you were supposed to be a goody-two shoes!' They blow a loud raspberry, spit spraying onto my face, they walk off laughing.

I turn back to my plate, tears stinging in my eyes.

James, who's sitting opposite me stands up, 'Shut your mouths, you tossers!' He yells, hurling a bit of toast at them, so it hits one if them in the back of the head.

The boys spin around, the biggest one steps foreword and yells, 'You gotta problem, Potter?!'

'Yeah, I do! Go pick on someone your own size!' James yells.

The boys walk towards James, glaring at him, 'Are you calling us cowards, Potter.'

James jumps over the table, and walks over to them. James only reaches up to their chins.

'Yeah, I am! Go eat your own shit, Knott!' James yells up at the biggest one.

'Potter, Thompson, Knott, Smith!' Yells a tall teacher, charging down from the staff table.

'What on earth do you think your doing?' Yells the teacher.

'They were picking on my cousin!' James yells, 'Professor,' he adds.

'I don't care who what they were doing, Potter, there is no reason to make an exhibition at breakfast!' The teacher yells, 'Detention for all of you, and 5 points from Gryffindor, 10 points from Slytherin and 5 points from Hufflepuff!' The teacher turns on her heel, Knott and Thompson glaring at her, Smith rolling his eyes.

'You ok Rosie?' James says, bending down smiling.

I nod. James grins at me, wiping off the last of scrambled eggs.

'Well,' he says, 'I'll be off, Nick, you coming?'

James's best friend, Nick Fox grins, grabbing his and James bag, and walks out with James.