Bad Romance

Eat Slugs

-From Albus' POV-

The entire ride to school was an absolute nightmare; it ended with Violet crashing the car into the womping willow tree on the foregrounds. We both made it out pretty unscathed, but still, I know as soon as I get home Aunt Hermione is going to throw a fit. 

As soon as I stood up and adjusted my robes, I made out the sounds of Violet chuckling and cackling. I looked in her direction and saw that she was laughing and getting on as if it was some sort of big joke. "What are you laughing at??" I asked her. After a minute or so of her pawing at her stomach, she finally took in enough air to speak.

"Nothing, I'm just bloody brilliant." she replies, wiping tears away from the corners of her eyes.

"You think this is funny??"

"Think?? No, I know it's funny." 

"Violet, we almost died."

"If I had a dollar for every time either one of us almost died, I wouldn't go to Hogwarts, I'd go to Beauxbatons." she snaps back, still giggling. I huffed, not understanding what was so funny still. "Oh God, so you've got your knickers all in a twist? Calm down. It's not like that's the worst thing that has happened to us." she says, shoving me in the direction of the school as we head inside. 

Why was she not taking this serious? I mean, sure; granted, her life has been an- interesting- one, so far. But still, I don't understand how almost dying humors her. Before I could even finish my thought process, I felt her nudge me in the side.

"Let it go, you donut." she snaps at me, still facing forward. "If I was scared of death than what would that make me?" she poses out.

"You're not scared of death??"

"You are??" the rest of the walk down the corridor was silent; both of us had nothing else to say to the other. I was still basking in her words and her recklessness. How is it that she can be so reckless, yet so poised and regal at the same time? She, on the other hand, seemed to have no problems in the world. She sat there, pulling leaves out of her hair and smoothing over her robes as if nothing had happened. When we finally made it to the doors just outside of the Great Hall, she stopped and turned to me. 

"Okay, so you heard what my mom was saying, right?" she poses out. I feel my eyebrow wriggle a bit in confusion.

"About the sword of Godric Gryffindor?" I ask. She gives a slight nod.

"Yep. I've got a plan. All you have to do is shut up and listen." she tells me sassily. 

"You have a plan??"

"Yup. We're going to steal the sword."

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-From Violet's POV-

I sat in Snape's class, bored to death and waiting impatiently for the next class to begin. It was a simple plan; all I had to do was get into Dumbledore's office and take the sword. How was I going to get in his office? Simple; get in trouble. 

The atmosphere of school had changed a LOT for me when the full details about my family came out; the fact that my father was the Dark Lord, my mother was rumored to be a Dark Conjurer, and my paternal grandfather had quite the influence with the Ministry and School Board made for an interesting combo. It resulted in the fact that I almost never got into trouble-trouble. I usually got a smack on the wrist, because why in the world would they call either of my parents in?? It's not exactly like they're fantastic role models, or part of the PTA. 

I was peacefully gazing at the clock on the wall when I felt someone's eyes on me. I looked to my left and saw two greyish eyes peering at me, before sheepishly looking down at his paper. He had hair that bordered being platinum blonde and like a dirty brown. Yuck. I rolled my eyes and looked back at the clock. I had no time for boys and quite honestly, the thought disgusted me. I never was the overly affectionate type with anyone; family, friends, boys, none of it. I never made friends and never really ever had a crush. I was always a loner, and I enjoyed that the most. At the end of the day, I will always trust myself the most so I don't really see why I would need anyone else. Plus, after finding out more and more about my parents, the thought of emotions and teenage romance nauseated me beyond belief. Both of my parents are brilliant, truly, but the only thing that has become more clear to me over this time is that one day, you will be hurt so bad that you wished the one you loved most never existed. And that's no mindset for me to be in. Therefore, I had no problem avoiding it. 

"Oh sweet Jesus finally."  I moaned under my breath as the classes switched and I began pulling my stuff together. While I was busy shuffling stuff into my school bag, the boy with the peculiar eyes shyly walked over to my desk.

"Hi, I um- I was wondering if you-"

"What do you want?" I cut him off annoyed.

"Well- I just saw you weren't paying attention and I just wanted to know if you needed the notes that we took today?" he offered. I looked him up and down really quickly. Hmmm. Ravenclaw. I extended my hand out and he quickly handed over scrolls with potion ingredients and mindful notes written all over the place. I grinned to myself as I rolled them up and put them in my bag. 

"I'll copy them tonight and get them back tomorrow, maybe." I said sternly. He swallowed and gave a slight nod. I took that confirmation and began to leave the room.

"I'm Liam- by the way. Liam Lovegood." he chirped from behind me.

"I didn't ask." I hissed as I continued pacing out of the room.

I made my way to the Great Hall, where I waited for Albus. I had no idea how he was so late; how could such a massive dork be so late?? What else could be possibly be doing? After a few moments of me impatiently tapping my foot, I saw a round pair of glasses enter from the other end. I nearly jumped out of my seat, snatching my bag back over my shoulders and heading in his direction. About bloody time. 

"Pottah!" I shouted halfway across the hall, gaining almost everyone's attention. "Eat slugs!" I said with a sly tone, sending a blazing curse his way that send him flying to the ground, pawing at his stomach and groaning in agony. I giggled to myself, knowing very well that was not our plan, but if he didn't want to eat slugs then maybe he should have been on time. 

Everyone in the hall quickly began to shout and coo as everyone just watched him throw up slugs, some even rushed to his side and tried to help. I stood there and smiled darkly, waiting for one of the disciplinarians to come and collect me. 

From all around me, I heard murmurs from kids saying all kinds of craziness; that I was here to antagonize him on behalf of my father, that I actually had a crush on him, that I was on a rampage, that I was possessed. All kinds of craziness. Really, some of them were coming up with the craziest of theories and all I could do was laugh. "Sorcier, to the Headmaster's office!" I heard one of the disciplinarians finally call out. I grinned and grabbed my bag, making sure to walk around a still-puking Albus on my way out. Don't worry, I'm smarter than they think I am. The plan will still go off well.