The Next Golden Trio: A Harry Potter Next Gen Tale... [ON HOLD]

Chapter 10!!!

{Rose}

'SNAP!' James yells, just before the pile of cards explodes.

'That wasn't a 7 of hearts, it was a 7 of diamonds, you idiot!' I tell James, as everyone else howls with laughter.

Al, Sam and I are sitting with Fred, and his friend, Josh Wood, and James and his friend, Nick Fox. All of us have been playing Exploding Snap for the last half an hour.

Josh reshuffles the cards, being careful not to explode them, I glance down at my watch.

'Holy Cricket! I'm going to be late!' I say jumping up, it's a quarter to 7, almost time for my detention.

'You know you don't want to be early for a detention!' Fred yells, as I run out of the portrait hole.

I walk through the corridors, full of chattering people coming up from dinner.

I reach Filch's office and knock on his door, Filch opens it, staring at me wildly.

'Um, hello Mr. Filch,' I say awkwardly.

'Who are you?!' He asks rudely.

I frown, 'Rose Weasley, I'm here for my, err, detention.'

'You're early!' Filch says, as if he'd never heard of such a thing.

'Err, yeah, I guess I am,' I trail off pointlessly, looking at my shiny black shoes.

'Well you can wait there!' Filch says, going into his office, and slamming the door in my face, but leaving the old skinny Mrs. Norris outside, as if she is guarding me.

A few minutes after 7, Malfoy comes strolling slowly down the corridor, as if he isn't late for detention.

The slacking git! I think venomously.

'Your late,' growls Filch, coming out of his office.

Malfoy just glares at him.

'You are to come with me, down to the Transfiguration corridor, there was a big mess when someone accidentally exploded the pipes. It's very messy, and I want it completely spotless, and you ain't going to sleep till it is, and no magic is to be used, at all!!!' Filch says with a sneer.

He leads us to the Transfiguration corridor, and hands us some buckets of soapy water, and a mop each.

I look around at the walls and floors, that are covered in big, fresh stains.

Filch pulls a chair out if a classroom and sits down, Mrs. Norris jumps up onto his lap.

'Well get to work!' He barks.

I dip my mop into the water, and begin to clean the floor, Malfoy does the same, looking at me. I glare at him, and he quickly looks away.

Stupid deatheater prat, I think, idiotic deatheater git.

'Put some elbow grease into it!' Filch yells angrily.

I mop harder and fiercer, pretending the floor is Malfoy's face.

We mop in silence for a few hours, the stains gradually disappearing. Every now and then I glare at Malfoy, and Filch will bark at us to mop harder, or to redo a spot.

Finally, 3 hours later, Filch stops us, even though the stains are still faintly visible.

'That's as long as I'm aloud to keep you, so run off, and be at my office at 7 o'clock tomorrow!'

We walk off, trudging in silence, both of us are exhausted from all the mopping.

'Rose,' Malfoy says, after a few minutes of silence.

'No!' I say firmly, 'No, Malfoy! Just piss off! Leave me, and my family alone, ok?! I hate you! We hate you! So just PISS OFF!' I yell in his face, before turning and running all the way back to the common room, leaving Malfoy far behind.