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Part Seven
The trio spent the rest of breakfast regaling Dawn with stories about Draco. She couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed so hard. “Did you really hit him?” Dawn asked between giggles. “Slapped him really,” Hermione said. “I was moving before I could think about it.” “It was bloody brilliant!” Ron exclaimed. Hermione looked up at the clock in the Great Hall. “It’s time to go to potions.” Harry and Ron grumbled. “Is the class that bad?” Dawn asked. “Worse,” Ron said with a grimace. “What do you have planned for this time period?” Hermione asked Dawn. “Nothing really. I’m supposed to go to the third period Defense class, but before that I’m free.” “That’s our defense class,” Harry said. “Want to join us for potions and then go to defense with us?” “Sure,” the Californian said with a smile as they headed out the door and into the hallway. “Why did you guys come here?” Ron asked Dawn. “I’m not supposed to tell you. Besides, you’ll find out in defense class. You just have to wait.” They were almost to the classroom, according to Harry, when Dawn heard a voice behind her. “Summers!” She turned to see her pen pal. “Malfoy,” she said with a slight smirk on her face. ********* Draco was having a hard time accepting the fact that the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was a muggle. And not only was she a muggle, but she loved to belittle him. It just wasn’t fair. The blonde’s eyes narrowed as a thought suddenly occurred to him. She knew she was coming here. She deliberately didn’t tell him so he would be off-balance. The little bitch! He saw her leave with the golden trio and he gathered his things to follow them. “Hey,” Blaise’s voice said, interrupting his actions. “You were going to look over my homework.” “Do it yourself.” “You said you’d help,” Blaise protested. Draco stood and glared at his friend. “First off, I said I’d think about it. Secondly, I won’t always be there to help you. What will you do when I’m no longer there? You need to learn to take care of yourself.” “Well you should have lots of practice at that,” Blaise shot back. A cold look appeared on Draco’s face. “That was uncalled for.” He then strode away, ignoring Blaise’s calls. He had a hunch that Summers was heading to his potions class. He lengthened his strides to catch up, but he tried to not appear as if he was in a hurry. Draco didn’t catch up until they were in the hallway that the potions class was located in. He knew he wanted to speak to her before she entered the room. “Summers!” She stopped and when she turned around she was wearing a smirk. “Malfoy.” “You knew you were coming here,” he accused as he stepped closer to her. “I honestly didn’t know until last night.” “Liar. You deliberately hid this from me.” Dawn sighed. “Think whatever you want, but I know the truth. I’m sorry if your pureblood brain can’t recognize the truth.” Draco was still smarting from Blaise’s callous comment so he reacted without thinking. “How dare you insult me, you little bitch?” Harry and Ron made a move to retaliate, but Dawn put her hands up to stop them. “I’m fine boys. I don’t let the insults from insignificant creeps affect me.” The blond began sputtering. “Insignificant creep!” Dawn stepped up to him and insultingly patted him on the cheek. “That’s right ferret-face.” She turned back to the trio. “Isn’t it time for class?” As she walked into the classroom with the Gryffindors, Draco swore he heard the Weasel congratulate her for making him speechless. He couldn’t believe it. She didn’t flinch as he insulted her but just coolly returned the favor. Then she had the audacity to touch his person. She touched him! How dare she? Well even if he didn’t phase her, he was sure that Snape would be able to make her shake. ********** Draco made sure his seat gave him a perfect view of the muggle and the trio. He didn’t want to miss one minute of her humiliation. Snape entered the classroom with his robes billowing behind him. He stopped as he eyed the guest. “Miss Summers, may I ask what you are doing in my classroom? Dawn shrugged and smiled. “Hangin’ out.” “Would you please do your ‘hanging out’ somewhere other than here?” “No.” “No? Why not?” “I want to be here.” “Twenty points from Gryffindor for your insolence.” “You can’t do that,” Dawn protested as she jumped to her feet. “I believe I just did,” he sneered. “No, I mean you really can’t,” she countered as she stood in front of him with her arms crossed. “I don’t go to school here so you can’t punish me.” Snape loomed over her. “Why you little...” “Little what?” Dawn taunted. “Do you really think you can intimidate me? Puhlease. My sister is the slayer. After facing countless demons and vampires, a hell goddess, my best friend turned evil, and the first evil, a potions master with poor hygiene barely registers on my scare radar.” A growl emanated from Snape. Dawn couldn’t help it, she giggled. “That’s so cute. If you work on it you might even sound like a vampire.” “Sit down,” he grounded out. “What was that?” She asked with false innocence. “Please sit down so I can begin class.” She just smiled sweetly as she took her seat. Needless to say, Draco was shocked. He had never seen anyone stand up to Snape and get away with it. If she weren’t a muggle, he definitely would have been intrigued. His thoughts were so distracted that he wasn’t paying attention to his potion. “Draco, you added the erumpent too early,” Blaise said urgently. He looked down, and sure enough the potion was a bright blue instead of green. “Oh shit,” he whispered before hastily putting a shield around his cauldron. The potion exploded, but was contained by his quick thinking. Snape looked surprised at his top student. Still, his mistake had to be punished. “Five points from Slytherin for you inattentiveness, Mr. Malfoy.” Draco just glared at Dawn. It was all her fault. Previous Part Across the Pond Menu Next Part |
