Inevitable

1

I step off of the Hogwarts Express with my best friends, Eren, Loren, and Schuyler, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular. "Oh, Longbottom has gotten a bit better looking than last year," Loren says, smirking at the fourth-year boy, and Schuyler rolled her eyes. "Don't start scouting the boys already-" "I told you guys a hundred times that my Dad said that Hogwarts is hosting the Triwizard Tournament, meaning that there is going to be the Yule Ball and I need the cutest date!" I cringed at her statement and the drama in her voice, she's always been a bit boy crazy if you ask me. "How did your father know about the Tournament?" Eren asked, with the same confused look she always wore, and Loren shook her head with a chuckle. "Uh, hello, my father is Ludo Bagman! He's horrible with secrets, not to mention he's super laid back with giving me information about Hogwarts, and professional Quidditch-" "We know, your father is Ludo Bagman, ex-Quidditch star, and the head of Magical Games and Sports. Shut up," Schuyler said, rolling her eyes at the smirk on Loren Bagman's face. I shake my head at their petty argument, but then I smile and can't help but think of how much I missed their bickering. "Maxima Corvus, they actually decided to let you come back to Hogwarts," a cocky voice rang from behind us in the echoey corridor. The four of us turn to the owner of the voice, Draco Malfoy. I almost let out a groan, seeing how this git is such a pain in my ass. "The hell are you talking about Malfoy?" I ask, glaring daggers at my fellow Slytherin, but he just scoffs and speaks in his annoyingly cocky voice, "My father said that you had a run-in with the Ministry, you see, Maxima was caught using a dark curse." My friends all looked nervous, as well as the other students in the corridor. My eyes darkened and my glare turned into a smirk, I take a step towards Malfoy and he takes a step back. "Your father would know, right, Malfoy. Your father is an ex-Death Eater, and your aunt is in Azkaban still waiting like the Lord Voldemort's loyal puppet," I say, still smirking darkly at the foul boy and the cocky smirk on his face vanished, "You shut your filthy mouth!" He pulls his wand quickly from under his robes and shot a jinx my way, but I was faster than him and cast a protection spell on Loren, Eren, Schuyler, and myself. The jinx bounced back and hit Malfoy and his followers, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. My friends and random students in the corridor laugh at the boils covering their faces, and my dark smirk turned into a bright grin. Genuine happiness radiating from my face. Loren says it freaks her out how fast I go from 'your worst nightmare' to 'happy-go-lucky' in a matter of seconds. "Look, Malfoy, your father is Death Eater scum and nothing more," I pat his shoulder and walk away with Loren, Eren, and Schuyler laughing at the poor boy.

Unfortunately, the head of Slytherin house is Professor Snape, and Draco Malfoy is his favorite student for some reason. "Ms. Corvus, a word," his annoyingly monotone voice said, making my friends look nervous but I turn to them with a smile, "I'll be back, promise." The corner of Snape's mouth curved upwards and he spoke again, "Not likely, Corvus," but I rolled my eyes and waved my hand at him, dismissing his threat. He always threatens to expel the students that he doesn't like, especially Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, two Gryffindors in Draco Malfoy's year. I laughed hysterically when Potter and Weasley flew an enchanted car to Hogwarts in their second year, but Snape freaked out because they were seen by no more than seven Muggles, and he was really pissed when they weren't expelled. I followed Professor Snape to his office where the weasel, Draco Malfoy, stood with a cocky smirk and I know exactly why we're here. Malfoy told on me. "Yes, Professor?" I ask, not even bothering to argue my innocence. "Malfoy here tells me that you pulled your wand and used it on him and his friends, is that true?" Snape asks, "Yes, in self-defense. He used his wand first, you can ask anyone in the hall-" "Silence-" "No Professor if anyone should be silent, it's you, and Malfoy here. You know that he is a known liar, and yet you always take his side whenever he falsely accuses someone of things that only he does. You can ask anyone that was in the hall, but obviously not Malfoy's friends seeing how they agree with him on everything and lie when he commands them to. Use Veritaserum on me if you must, or better yet, I'll do myself if you still think he's telling the truth. But no, I will not be silent when I am being wronged, Professor," I ranted until my cheeks were pink. Snape looked surprised and Malfoy just looked angry, I stared the greasy-haired Professor down not letting Malfoy get me expelled. "Using your wand on a fellow student is punishable by expulsion-" "Like I said, Professor, it was self-defense," I glared at the white-blond haired boy and he just glares right back. "Don't interrupt me again, Corvus, or I will go ahead and use Veritaserum to make you spill your deepest feelings to Mr. Malfoy, and who knows what he would do with the information," Snape threatens and Malfoy's smirk grew back on his annoyingly smug face, I nodded and kept my determined expression clear on my face. "It is up to me to decide what your punishment will be, I believe when students break the rules, they should be expelled," he paused and I could feel the fear rising inside me, so I snapped. "I would gladly go straight to Dumbledore if you expel me when I was defending myself, I know that the Headmaster would do proper investigating before throwing me out-" "I'm not going to expel you, but you will have detention for using your wand on a fellow student." I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in. I hate Snape and Malfoy so much, but I'll take detention over being expelled any day of the week.

"So, what did Snape say?" I roll my eyes and quickly take the seat right by Schuyler, who was staring off in space, and I ignore her and answer Eren's question. "I have detention, but he was definitely trying to expel me, all because Malfoy is a fucking weasel-" "Malfoy told on you!?" I glare down the table at the white-blond haired git and nod my head. "How did you get Snape to change his mind?" Eren asked, looking as confused as normal. "I threatened to go to Dumbledore, that shut the both of them up pretty quickly," the three girls nodded in approval and I could hear footsteps coming up from behind us, I turn to find a bushy-haired Gryffindor looking at me nervously. Hermione Granger is the best friend of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. "Hey, Granger, how's it going?" I ask, smiling and she blushes a light shade of pink and glances down the table at Malfoy, "I just wanted to make sure that you're okay, I saw what happened with Malfoy and Snape cannot expel you-" "He's not, don't worry about it, I just have detention," I say with a shrug, her nervous expression turns into a grin, "Oh, okay." And with that, she walked back to the Gryffindor table taking her normal seat next to Harry and Ron. Ron glares at me and starts talking to Hermione, probably asking her why she was talking to me, a Slytherin. He doesn't like people from my house much, and who can blame him, Malfoy is a stain on Slytherin's reputation. Dumbledore stood in front of the entire school announcing that Hogwarts will be hosting the Triwizard Tournament, and we will have visitors from, the Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, much to my horror. I've met a boy from Beauxbatons before and he was always so annoyingly posh, he saw everyone else as peasants compared to him. A fucking nightmare to be around. "Oh my god, Beauxbatons, I hear they're all beautiful," Loren sings while we start our walk to the Slytherin common room, Schuyler and I rolled our eyes at her but Eren giggled at the idea of going to the Yule Ball with a Beauxbaton boy. "I met a boy from Beauxbaton once, he was such a nightmare-" "So! That's one of hundreds!" Loren argued passionately, making Schuyler and I just laugh at her reddening cheeks and obsession of boys. "I say we all go to the ball, just the girls as a group," I state, mostly because there is no one that I want to go to a ball with, Schuyler and Eren agree happily, but Loren shook her head, "I have a plan, you know, I haven't dated anyone since Justin Finch-Fletchley and I can't leave it at that, He was a real nightmare! Not to mention, he was mad enough to believe that Potter was the Heir of Slytherin!" She began on her rant about Justin, a Hufflepuff that she dated back in her second year, but they broke up over owl just before their third year started. He was overdramatic about the whole thing if you ask me, then again, I never liked the pompous brat anyways. How he ended up in Hufflepuff we'll never know. "Hufflepuffs are normally pleasant, just not him or his stupid friend, Ernie Macmillan-" "I agree, Bagman," a cocky voice rang from behind us, again with being dramatic and butting into a conversation that he was never invited to, Draco Malfoy came strutting past us with his signature cocky smirk covering his stupid face. "The Mudblood was so beneath you, as was his stupid Mudblood loving little friend-" "Say that word again and we're gonna have some problems, you slimy git," I say, now glaring darkly at the younger boy who just kept smirking. "So you're a Mudblood lover too?" He and his friends laugh, and I don't even bother reaching for my wand, instead, I punch him right in the nose. "You're a piece of shite, Draco Malfoy, and one day you will pay for the way you treat Muggle-borns!" Crabbe and Goyle start walking towards me with their fists clenched, my friends and I stand our ground getting ready for a fight, but Draco raises his hand to make them stop. Malfoy steps closer to me and leans in to whisper in my ear, saying "When the Dark Lord comes back, you'll be the one to pay," he pulls away and smirks widely. He backed away and my heart sped up, why would he say that!? Voldemort can't be on the rise again, Harry Potter was his downfall!

Wasn't he?