September 30, 1996
The weekend passed by quicker than light. The dungeons are usually quiet. But awfully loud today, in Professor Slughorn's class. She stood in the back, unfortunately with Malfoy behind. She shifted uncontrollably. After that encounter with Malfoy in the corridors, she found it hard to even glance back.
But she felt his piercing gaze on the back of her neck
Though she knew how much of a coward he was, she still found him as a threat. He always paid attention in class, was always good at duelling, was good at quidditch. This is how she knew, he was a great threat.
Because he was equally as good as her...
She remembered the time back in 2nd year.
"Start brewing your potions, please" Professor Slughorn said. The class quickly stumbled to their cauldrons and started brewing their Amortentia potions.
Hermione finished her potion quickly and went on to Ron. Harry stood beside her and made his. "You need any help?" Harry asked. She shook her head no and continued to brew her potion. It was a quarter past one and she was almost finished.
Soon enough, everyone has joined her in the final process. She stepped forward and sniffed the smoke coming out of her cauldron. She smelt....nothing. Absolutely nothing. At least not anymore. She sighed and locked eyes with icy ones. It was glaring back at her. What did she do this time?
Malfoy was standing over his cauldron and making a mean scowl, staring at her, in despise. She pinched her nose and looked away. He can hate her for whatever reason he wants. She wants nothing part of it.
"What do you smell?" She asked Harry, leaning against the table. Harry took a solid sniff and blushed. She smirked softly. "It's her, isn't it?" She asked, punching his shoulder playfully. "Ginny" she added. Harry nodded softly. "Don't worry. I won't tell, though it's obvious" she pinched Harry's cheeks and walked over to Professor Slughorn's desk.
"Professor, I'm done my potion. I'll be taking my leave" she asked. Slughorn looked up and smiled. "Of course Ms.Brooks. You may leave. Make sure to put your name on your cauldron" Slughorn chimed. She nodded and did what was asked.
At the same time, she saw Malfoy walk over to Slughorn's desk. She shook her head. "I'll see you at Snape's" she says to the three and closes the door.
She walked down the hall with the leather book clutched in her arms. She wanted somewhere quiet. So she headed for the Black lake that was on the south side of Hogwarts. She sat down by her tree and pulled out a quill. She started writing in the book.
"I am not at all surprised to see you here"
10 minutes into her writing, she slaps her face, annoyed. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" She asked. "Nope" he popped out the 'p'. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Can you leave me alone?" She snaps.
"Loosen up Brooks. Don't want to tie me up against the wall again, do you?" he asks with a grin. "I miss hanging out with you." Malfoy spoke slowly.
"Would you just bugger off?" She closes the book shut and hides it into her robe.
He sighed. "You're always writing in that? What is it, anyway? Some kind of secret diary you write in, about your stupid crush on Potter" Malfoy says, disgusted.
She just stood silent, turning her back to him, staring at the lake. He doesn't say anything, waiting for the argument to continue. But it doesn't. She doesn't say anything and it triggers Malfoy.
"Scared, Brooks?" He laughs coldly.
"You clearly aren't as smart as I think you are. I told you to leave me the fuck alone. I can't stand you, don't you see that?" She yells.
"You think I can stand you, Brooks. I can't stand cunts like you. I never wanted to but you forced me and now you don't want me here. No wonder you and Granger get along. Both are know-it-alls. Both are fucking idiots." Malfoy scoffs.
"You keep her out of this" she grits.
"Oh yeah? Try me" he challenges. She clenches her jaw, pulling out her wand. He does the same but before a word could come out of his mouth, she is already yelling "Expelliarmus". Malfoy's wand goes flying to the right and she stomps towards him. "Imperio" she whispers and Malfoy is immediately on his knees infront of her.
He looks at her with an unreadable expression but with a smirk. He just stares, coldly. He knows he got her because she realizes, she used the Unforgivable. She could hear him laughing on the inside.
"Don't ever come near me again. I fucking mean it" she grits. She quickly lowers her wand and rushes away. She couldn't be seen using it.
October 1, 1996
The Great Hall was filled with flying jacko-lanterns. It sure was a lot chillier. Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws studied quietly at their tables. While Gryffindors laughed and chatted among each other. Slytherins were no where in sight except a few first, second and third years.
"Hey Rye, you should've heard Ronald. He burped and flames came out of his mouth. He's whining like a baby now" Hermione laughed. She sat down next to Harry and Dean. "Ron, that's disturbing. You alright?" She asks chuckling. Ron looked up at her in embarrassment. "Bloody chocolate was a flame enchanted. Burns, really. But I'm okay" Ron smiled in pain. She laughed.
But that didn't last long when she saw McGonagall standing behind him with a disappointed expression.
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Free period finished in a heartbeat and everyone was scattered around the corridors, rushing to class. She slouched her steps and it faltered. She felt sick. Excusing herself, she ran to the prefects bathroom that was unused. Slamming open a cubicle, she knelt down and gagged. Over and over again. Liquid gushing out of her mouth. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and leaned against the wall.
After speaking with McGonagall, she didn't feel good. Her wand was now under suspension and she had her first warning for using the curse.
She felt weak- something she hated feeling. "You alright, Rye" an airy voice said. She looked up and nodded. "I'm fine, Myrtle. Thanks". Myrtle nodded and flew off.
She stayed in that spot for a few more minutes before getting up and making her way to the door.
She quickly hid when the door opened again more like slammed. She peeked through the cubicle's hole and saw it was the platinum blonde head, she hated. "Fuck my life" she whispered to herself, annoyed. She watched Malfoy as he slouched over the sink.
Her eyes went wide when she realized what he was doing.
He was....crying..
Panic and pain went through as she accidentally hit the toilet making the seat fall down. She covered her mouth with a soft gasp. She heard footsteps before her cubicle's door opened.
Malfoy stood there, in rage.
