Being His Daughter

The Amazing, Bouncing Ferret

The next morning the storm had vanished. It was still fairly cloudy, but it was dry. Draco, unlike the weather, hadn't changed. He was talking more, but every now and then he would pull me to him by the arm and hiss into my ear about how he thought participating in the tournament was a bad idea. Even though I was nervous, I knew I couldn't simply tell my father I didn't want to do it. I wouldn't tell my father I just didn't want to do it. He would probably think I just didn't want Harry to die...and that wouldn't end too well. Not to mention it just...wasn't true... Yeah, it wasn't true.

Snape said nothing to me as he passed out our schedules. I thought he was going to give me a weird look or ask to speak with me, but he merely glanced down at me, thrust my schedule into my hands, and moved on down the table. I narrowed my eyes as I watched him walk away before I averted my gaze down to my schedule.

"We still have Care of Magical Creatures with those bloody Gryffindors," Draco grumbled beside me.

"Hm, I wonder what Hagrid's going to have for us for our first class this year," Airam said thoughtfully.

"You tolerate that idiotic half-breed too?" Draco spat, eyeing her irritably. She looked over at him and shrugged.

"Well, we know Malfoy hopes it isn't another Hippogriff—excuse me, chicken—to tear off his arm again," Jalen said, cackling afterward. Draco glared over at her and she laughed harder. I snorted and Draco smacked my arm lightly.

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"Sierra!" Pansy simpered as she squished, annoyingly, between Draco and I. "I was so worried that Screwt was going to burn you!" She was referring to the Blast-Ended Screwts Hagrid had us feed during Care of Magical Creatures. I gave her a forced smile and looked back down at my plate, stabbing my food violently with my fork. I wanted to carry out my plan of revenge on her soon, but I wanted to wait for the perfect time. I also needed to inform Draco when I was going to do it since he was a large part of it...

"SIERRA!"

I jumped at Pansy's high pitched voice and the grip on my fork tightened.

How obvious would it be that I hated her if I just stabbed her?

I almost blasted her across the hall, but thankfully, Jalen noticed my irritation and beckoned Pansy over to where she and Airam were sitting with Theodore and Blaise on the other side of me. Pansy pouted before obeying and moving over to her. I hadn't told anyone else that I had found out about what Pansy did, but I would soon...

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"Draco! Stop it!" I laughed as I ran across the courtyard, Draco tailing after me, dangling a frog that he had found in the outside corridor. He almost caught me to chuck the frog in my face when—

"Malfoy!"

I stopped abruptly and Draco slammed right into me from behind, knocking me forward and onto my knees. Draco dropped the frog and I saw it hop away quickly, allowing me to sigh in relief. I stood up after, dusting off my robes casually as Draco stood beside me.

"What?" Draco snapped as we both spun around to see who it was. Blaise jogged up to us, clutching the newspaper in his hand.

"You didn't read the Daily Prophet today, did you?" he asked, panting slightly.

"I don't get that rubbish anymore," Draco said with a scoff. He glanced over at me, breathless, and smirked slyly, poking my cheek. I giggled and swatted his hand away before he turned back to Blaise just as he was handing him the Prophet.

"Well look what I found," Blaise said mischievously. "Front page."

Draco snatched the paper and his grey eyes scanned over it quickly. Then they widened and his smirk broadened with each line he read. He looked up at Blaise with a glint in his eye. "Let's go find Weaselbee."