The Curse of Being a Mudblood

Chapter Five

Well, I'm just having a good time, I just keep writing.

-Brandy

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Bella walked tiredly down to Sunday breakfast, running a lazy hand through her hair, as she entered the Great Hall.

Various people filtered in and out, and Bella went over to the Gryffindor table, sliding into a seat, and watched two giggling second years play Wizarding Chess.

She filled up her goblet, and took a sip, not really hungry.

"Knight to E-5" said one boy that 

Was bouncing up and down in his seat. The knight moved forward, crushing the Pawn in a rather horrifying and fantastic manner.

Bella grinned before downing the rest of the pumpkin juice, and she got up, walking swiftly out of the Great Hall, even though she was there for five minutes, tops.

She headed to the dungeons, as she had forgotten her textbook there Friday, during class. She hadn't gotten it until now, because she made sure Snape didn't come in when she was.

She pushed open the door, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the light. She walked forward, to where she had sat last time, and looked under the desk for her textbook.

Bella swore under her breath. It wasn't there.

"Looking for something?" Bella heard from the front of the room, and she whirled around, only to see Malfoy sitting on snape's desk, Bella'a textbook in hand and he was flipping through it idly.

What the hell was he doing? Sitting on snape's desk?

Bella grimaced, and glared at him. He seemed not to notice, but looked at her, his eyes glinting micheviously, and he held the book out, saying in the same lazy drawl "I suppose you would want this, yes?"

Bella's hands curled into fists, and he grinned before looking at the ceiling. "I'll take that as a yes." He paused, then continued "Come get it, Evans"

Bella had a full-out insult on her tongue, and she started to say it "Your such a- I- wait,what?"

He snapped. "You heard me. I said, come get your book back."

She mentally rolled through things in her head. She could refuse but that would mean no Potions textbook, and she'd no doubt get a detention for not coming prepared to class. Alright, she could stalk out with a few insults, but that would also mean, no textbook. Not too mention the fact that Malfoy would be angry, resulting in a game of Bella Hunting. Or detention. Or both.  

She could hex him, she'd get the book, but he'd be angry. Again.

Fuck.

Bella stared at him hopelessly, and she forced herself to walk towards him.

He held the book out, his eyes laughing, and he said mockingly As of she was a child. "Good girl, Bella. Come a little closer now" He coaxed.

She snapped "I'm not a dog!" She grabbed for the book, but he tore it out of her reach, and he set up, placing the book behind his back.

She glared at him, saying angrily "Give me the damn book back, Malfoy!"

He sat in front of her, grinning. She snapped, "I don't know what your game is, but I'm not interested in playing."

He smirked at her, then glanced past her, and she heard footsteps near the door, and she tensed up, but Malfoy Watched the door for a minute.

He stood up, came around and pushed her on the desk. Bella glared at him, fully intending to push him back, but he instead sneerIed at her, and pushed her back further into the desk, trapping her arms above her head.