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[Chapter Fifteen]

[Chapter Fifteen]

“I cant say you didn't deserve it” he sighed. What is with these people!? Thinking they can just do and say as they pleased. I snapped my mouth shut as he stepped back and suddenly fixed me with a glare of his own. I told you that his glare was intimidating right?

“I didn't do anything” I hit back.

“No of course not, little Wayward doesn't do anything! She's all so sweet and fucking innocent”

“Compared to you? Of course I am” I replied calmly.

“You know for someone with such a little mouth you certainly have a big voice”

“I'll take that as a compliment” I snapped as I soothed my throbbing wrists. Oh I hoped Oliver wouldn't notice, he sure as hell would get angry and I didn't need him beating Nott to a pulp, giving people more reasons to hate me.

Malfoy sneered at me. Oh of course he didn't do compliments. Silly me!.

I looked up at him expectantly. He said he wanted a word with me but he made no effort to start a proper conversation and to be frank I was tired of his cryptic arguments and his sneering face.

He cleared his throat finally seeing the look I was giving him.

“I've come to make...er...a deal with you” it pained him, a weakness in his eyes and I loved it.

“A deal? Hmm”

He thrust his pale hands into his black trousers in what I believe was to hide his temper from me.

“Yes, I want you to tell your Gryffindorks to lay off our first, second and third years and we will lay off yours.”

“Why is that? Cant handle the heat Malfoy?” I teased.

Stop it! Cant you see he wants to slap you around the face?

He snorted “Don't be so absurd Wayward. We just think there too young for the activities and see that this would be best.”

I smirked at him, my own little smirk that I'm told winds people up so much that they have to ignore me.

“Hmm I don't know Malfoy.”

Malfoy obviously didn't like being in a situation where he wasn't in control because he pushed me back, his fists balled up against my collar bone.

“Listen here Wayward you either do as I say or-”

“You'll what? Hit me? Ha!” I pushed him forward clearly not in the mood for his bad man act. He stumbled slightly but elegantly regained his balance.

“The deal Wayward. Think about it.” He threw me the evilist look he could muster before turning away, his robe fluttering much like a bat before he stormed down the corridor.

“Oh don't worry I will”

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I don't like Muggle studies. There so bloody weird with all there contraptions. I mean who wants to stick two rubber things in your ear to listen to music? The Professor said it fries your brain...who would do that to themselves? Also the fact that they had no magic and had to do everything by hand seemed so odd, I pitied them.

“A what? A buy sick-el?” Leona called up to the Professor.

“No bicycle” I mumbled. The Professor rolled his eyes as he carried on with the lecture. It wasn't just me who struggled with this subject I was definitely dropping it next year. I had told Leona and the others about Malfoy's bargain and none of them where happy, they saw this as the Slytherins calling the shots but I thought it was the smartest thing. The little one couldn't really handle it, I had seen a first year boy get wedgied so bad he said he could taste his underwear. Wasn't a pretty site.