"painted as a villain."
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ezra sutton and fred weasley were not friends, not even close, but she did need his help and neither expected what would come out of such a simple request.
[prisoner of azkaban - goblet of fire]
[book one i...
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"Brought you some Sugar Quills," Lyra announced as she dropped the box on the table in front of Sutton who glanced up from her book and flashed her friends a smile as they plopped onto the couch across from her.
"I don't understand how you can read with this lighting," Phoenix muttered as he gazed around the dimly lit dungeon.
"I've adjusted." Sutton replied, "Besides, it's a lot better than being harassed by the other houses in the Library. Thanks for the Sugar Quills, by the way."
"True." Lyra murmured darkly, "If one more Gryffindor tries to curse me or jinx my robes to change any colour that isn't green or silver, I'm going to commit a mass murder."
Sutton snorted as Phoenix burst into laughter.
"How you were appointed Prefect is beyond me." She commented, causing her best friend to flash her a sardonic grin.
"Not the greatest time to joke about mass murder." Phoenix stated after his laughter died down, "You know, with Sirius Black on the loose and all."
"Nobody heard me." Lyra replied with a shrug and a small laugh, "Besides, have you heard the amount of crap the younger years have been spewing about him? My comment was nothing."
"That's true." Sutton muttered as she quickly flipped to the next page of her book and scanned the contents of the page, "Half the stuff that Malfoy says is that he could catch Black single-handedly."
"And the other half?" Phoenix questioned.
"Mocking when Potter fainted on the Hogwarts Express," Sutton answered.
"I reckon that the little shit probably wet his pants." Lyra said, "What's he doing making fun of other people for something they can't help?"
"Blimey, Lee. I know he's a prat but he's still your cousin," Phoenix exclaimed with wide eyes as he stared at the girl.
"It doesn't make him any less of a twat." The dark-haired girl replied, "And do not call me Lee."
Sutton looked up from her book once again and over at the glass wall looking out onto the Black Lake, just in time to see two merpeople swim by, glaring darkly at those close to the glass.
She glanced back over at her friends just as Phoenix opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off by Headmaster Dumbledore's voice echoing throughout the dungeon.
"ALL STUDENTS PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE GREAT HALL IMMEDIATELY."
The three Slytherin's shared a look before Lyra was out of her chair and barking orders.
"Both First and Second Years over to me." She yelled over the student's confused chatter that had erupted, "Third and Fourth Years head over to Lannister. Fifth Years and above, I'm going to assume that you're not complete morons and can make it to the Great Hall in a calm and respectful manner."
