Mud....blood? I can work with that.

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*total and utter disclaimer. I do not own anything in this story besides, my oc characters, the rest belongs to its proper owners*
I was walking down the hallway, my robe waving behind me and I smiled. The amazement hadn't quite faded yet and I still had the innocent glimmer in my eyes of a toddler in a new place. I bumped into another student. They whipped around and shoved me.
"Stay out of my way." He said, sneering, "Pay attention to where you're going, filth." I looked him in the eye and retorted after a moment.
"Sorry for the hesitation. I was trying to see things from your point of view, but I just can't seem to get my head that far up my bum." He looked shocked at my quick retort.
"I've seen people like you before, but I had to pay admission first." He looked down his nose at me after saying that, but I cut his satisfaction short.
"You know scientists say the world is made of electrons, neutrons, and protons seems they forgot to mention morons."
"I'm sorry, was I supposed to be offended? The only thing offensive here is your face." I pulled out my cell and held it to my ear, then put my hand over the speaker and turned back to him.
"That was the zoo, they're wondering how you got out of your cage."
A roar of 'ohhhh burrrnnn' echoed down the hall from the throng of people surrounding us. He was clearly embarrassed at being beaten by a girl. The stupid guy doesn't he know girls are experts at verbal aggression. He looked down and spotted my cell and suddenly a look of innate victory crossed his face as he looked back up and said,
"I'd tell you to take a shower, but you can't wash away mudblood!" The entire hall fell silent as they waited for my reaction. I set my things down on the stone floor and took a piece of paper out, I slide the edge along my forefinger and winced slightly as it cut. I waited for a drop to form and then slowly walked towards him. He was frozen. I wiped the blood on his cheek as I slowly began to sing,
"Ya got mud on your face, ya big disgrace. Kicking your can..." at this point, the other Muggle-borns had come out of the crowd behind me and began the traditional stamp-stamp clap of the song as it rang out. We merged together to form this massive mob of stamp-clappers to sing/shout the chorus,
"...place singing, We will, We will rock you
We will, We will rock you,
Buddy, you're a young man hard man
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday," I broke from the group and started stepping forward again,
"You got blood on your face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your Banner all over the place." I reached out and poked his badge.

"We will we will rock you
Singin'
We will we will rock you..." and I finished it with the beautiful line,"
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
I'm gonna put you back in your place." I was only a foot away and looking him straight in the eye as I whispered,"choose your battles wisely, small enough to win, but still big enough to matter. Now give me back my blood, it never did anything to deserve such a cruel fate." I wiped the blood from his face and gathered my stuff to walk away. He stood there in utter and complete shock. And  I was loving it.

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