The Weasley Sisters

Chapter 10

Gen~

I ran out and slammed the door. I was annoyed. Why would they think that. why would I like stupid Malfoy. He's just so...

I ran away, far away, not exactly knowing where. I just needed some alone time. To think. I ran through the conversation I had with the sorting hat in my head. I could have gone to Slytherin. I shuddered at the thought. I was still running when I fell. I actually fell! No, I tripped. Over somebody...

I couldn't see who though. It was too dark.

"Oh, gosh I'm so sorry." I muttered and found the persons hand, pulling it up. I wasn't so sure If it was my fault or not, but it doesn't matter. I was still ontop of this person and I felt bad.
All I knew was this person had nice, strong hands. And warm too. I blushed at the thought. No. Ginny is the lovey-dovey one. Besides this might be a girl. No. It can't be a girl. It's a boy. Then I just realised what I was doing. I WAS HOLDING AN UNKNOWN BOY'S HAND!!! I immediately let go. And the boy fell.
"Ugh. Ow.Ow. What the heck is wrong with you?" The boy muttered.

He got up and I was so curious. Who was this boy with amazing hands?! No. I did not just think that. Genevieve STOP.

"Lumos" The boy said.

What happened next was unbelievable. Even though I did it. I screamed. Yes I screamed. I screamed my high pitched scream. Because of who it was.

"Woah, what is the problem with you?"
The boy said slightly alarmed.

I had calmed down by then and just stared at him wide eyed. I couldn't believe I just held his hand and enjoyed it.

He looked me up and down. I counted down the seconds before he said it. 
5...............
4.............
3.........
2......
1...

"Red hair, hand-me-down clothes, you must be a -ugh- another Weasley." He spat at me. I hated him even more by the second.

"Oh Shut it Malfoy."

"Excuse me? How Dare yo-"

"OH I DARE ALRIGHT. DON'T YOU THINK YOUR ANY BETTER THAN ME JUST BECAUSE YOUR FATHER IS RICH. DO REMEMBER IT'S YOUR FATHER THAT'S RICH NOT YOU. WITHOUT YOUR FATHER YOUR JUST A USELESS... A USELESS, LOATHSOME COCKROACH!" I screamed at him.

"What did you say?" He sounded shocked, taken aback but mostly mad.

"I said your a loathsome cockroach."
I said plainly, as if it wasn't a big deal. Which it wasn't. Well, it was. I mean it wasn't for me. But for my father it was a whole different story. This cockroach would tell his stupid father and then my father would some how get kicked out of the Ministry and-

"You know I could just tell my father about this, and your filthy father might face a few, well problems..." He said reading my mind. A smirk grew up onto his face.

"Don't call my father filthy." I raised my voice but simmered back down. I knew he was right. Stupid, stupid Malfoy was right. Not right about the fact that my father was filthy. But right about the fact that my father would get kicked out of the Ministry.

"I do what I want. You should know that. Anyways what are you going to do about the fact that your filthy father might get kicked out of the Ministry?" He asked me with a stupid smirk on his face. I so badly wanted to slap that smirk away, but I couldn't.

"Just keep your large mouth shut Malfoy. If you do that, I'll stay out of your way."

"Woah, you think I'm just going to forget about this? Not.A.Chance." He spat.

"So.What.Do.I.Do?" I spat back even though what I was saying wasn't at all impressive.

"Ruin Potter's life"

"What?! NO!"

"Sure..." He said and smirked once again.
I hated this boy.

"W-What D-Do you want?" I asked. I couldn't believe I was saying this to him. Ugh. I hated him. I hated myself. I'm letting him do what he wants. Noooo.

"Help me. If I ever want to do anything to him you do it for me."

"What exactly do you-"

"Pranks. Mere spells. Easy ones. Humiliating him. That's all. To prove what a wimp he actually is. 'The chosen one.' " He said and said the last part in such a stupid way, giving a disgusted face.

I couldn't help but raise my eye-brows. Besides, I was already planning to do pranks on Harry. So...

"Fine. But don't you dare hurt him. Oh and keep your bloody mouth shut Malfoy."

"Sure" He said in a disbelieving tone. Oh I hated this boy. I hated him so so so so so much.

"I hate you Malfoy." I spat wearily. That's all I could say. Or else he would go blabbering to his stupid father.

"The feeling mutual." And with that he left, and I just stood there, wanting to murder him.

A/N: woop! The Chaps up! And yes i remember I said I wud post last week but guess what! I didn't! Anyways hope you liked the chap and yeahhhh.

-KiviLivi~