Wandless

Safety of my Spell

Harry

Draco Malfoy is in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, said the Marauders Map. I pursed my lips, deciding. I took a deep breath, and headed to encounter my arch enemy and Myrtle. When I approached the door, the hall was empty, but I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched as well.

All thoughts aside, I furrowed my eyebrows when I heard a peculiar sound. Pushing open the door, I found Malfoy hovering over the sink, clinging onto it. He was sobbing, and going on about incoherent things. I stepped into the room, and Malfoy spun around, pulling out his wand. I pulled mine out as well, holding it in front of me warily.

"What are you doing in here?" I questioned him.

He scowled,"None of your business, Potter."

"Why are you crying?" I continued, ignoring his jab.

"I'm not. Now leave before I make you!"

"Who's going to kill you?"

"Get out, Potter!" He screamed, raising his arm.

I raised my wand higher in defiance. Then a spell shot from his stick. I dove to the side, sending one of my own. It hit a toilet, causing in to burst. I heard his footsteps scatter to the other side of the bathroom. He shot another spell, causing me to duck. I grit my teeth, and jumped out, shouting a spell from my potions book.

"Sectumsempra!" I screamed.

"Harry, no!"

The next thing I knew, Myrtle's screaming was echoing around the room. My spell was shooting straight towards Malfoy, until someone jumped in the way. Water around the room formed as a shield in front of the person, catching the spell. The force of magic was hard enough to push the water until it slammed into the person's chest.

That person flew backwards, into the wall, falling back down to the floor after. I heard a sickening crunch, and when I looked closer, I saw the person's leg not right. The person cursed in another language, standing with the wall until he could hobble in front of Malfoy. I now identified the person as Percy.

"What is going on here?" Snape' snarky voice demanded.

I opened my mouth, only to be cut off by Malfoy,"Potter tried to kill me!"

Before Snape could shout at me, Percy's hiss cut him off,"None of you get make accusations. Draco, Harry, Snape's office, now!"

At his bark, Malfoy and I instantly turned around and started towards the door. The tone in his voice called for no argument. His eyes were glowing fiercely with anger, and the water around him churned with his emotions. Percy stood on one leg, the other being still as he tried not to move it.

"What are you two doing!" Percy growled, making us turn to him,"This is your fault, either fix my leg, or carry me."

Percy's body was still, but the anger in his eyes was so intense. I saw storms roaming in the depth of his eyes. I hurriedly approached him, completely ignoring Snape who still looked like he was comprehending the situation. I carefully put one arm of Percy's over my shoulder. I saw Malfoy grabbing the other. Carefully, and many minutes later we were in Snape's office.

A couch was conjured up by Snape. Malfoy and I carefully placed Percy on it. Stepping back, we all remained silent as Percy settled down. When he looked up, his eyes were still blazing with a fire of emotion. Three chairs appeared behind us, and we all sat waiting for Percy.

He took a deep breath,"Harry, and only Harry. What in the world do you think you were doing?"

I bit my lip, only focusing on Percy,"I found Malfoy in the bathroom, our conversation got physical, and I cast a spell."

Percy clenched his jaw,"Did you know that spell?"

I shook my head embarrassed,"No."

His expression looked quite annoyed,"Then why would you use it?"

"I wasn't thinking about the consequences." I answered dutifully.

"Exactly." Percy hissed,"Think before you act. Got it?"

I nodded quickly,"I will."

Percy rounded on Malfoy now,"Explain."

Malfoy sat up straighter,"I was talking to Myrtle. Potter came in, and like he said, it got confrontational."

Percy narrowed his eyes,"Next time, don't pull out the wand."

Malfoy's eyebrows furrowed,"How do you know it wasn't Potter who started it."

Percy leaned back, wincing as his leg shifted,"You were emotional when you two confronted. Emotion makes everything physical."

Malfoy's eyes narrowed,"I was not."

In response, Percy flicked his fingers across his own cheeks where tear tracks resided on Malfoy's face,"Deny when you get rid of the evidence."

Malfoy huffed,"Whatever."

Percy ignored them turning to Snape,"You! Keep an eye on your things, and do your job."

"I had no knowledge of its disappearance until today, but I had my suspicions." Snape slowly answered the anger dimming wizard.

Percy sighed throwing his head back,"Its fine, just be a little more careful. Also maybe show some more support?"

Snape sighed as well,"I will do my best."

"Good. Good." Percy murmured.

"Uh, Jackson?" Malfoy asked, waving his hand in front Percy's face.

"What?" Percy snapped.

"You're not looking so good, Mr. Jackson." Snape declared, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm fine." He replied dismissively.

"Why were you in the bathroom?" Malfoy suddenly asked,"You couldn't have possibly been there as a coincidence."

Percy looked down, the anger diminishing and being replaced with something else. It might have been my imagination, but I saw his eyes watering with sadness. An air of despair had taken over him, and he had hunched over. Percy curled in on himself, ignoring the pain of his leg.

"I... I was running." Percy answered quietly, hugging his uninjured knee.

"I know." Malfoy deadpanned,"You ran in front of me."

Percy's head snapped up, piercing us all. I drew back, there were tears in his eyes. His body shook, trembling in emotion. The vibrancy of his eyes were glowing as he glared at Malfoy. I felt the two Slytherins recoil with me in surprise.

"Fuck off, Malfoy." He hissed.

"No." Malfoy shot back, just as angry,"Why were you running to the bathroom?"

Percy clenched his hands angrily,"Its none of your business."

"It is too, Jackson!" Malfoy snapped back,"You just demanded answers from us all, now it's your turn to respond to us."

Percy looked back down, his voice stuttering uncertainly,"I—I found... I saw..."

"What was it, Mr. Jackson?" Snape asked him, surprisingly gentle.

"Vaisey." Percy gasped, tears bursting from his eyes,"He—he was..."

"No." I denied, shaking my head.

I couldn't believe what he was implying. I met Vaisey. He stayed with us for Christmas, and was one of the nicest slytherins I've met, besides Percy of course. I didn't want to think of the consequences for Vaisey's actions. Percy was so happy, and no Slytherins were messing with him. He hasn't had any flashbacks besides the the one right after the eventful Quidditch game. Vaisey was helping Percy, why would he do it?

Percy nodded his head vigorously, crying,"He was fucking someone else."

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