0.19 - The Bane of My Existence
Celestine strolled down the halls of Hogwarts after finishing her tests, confused and feeling relief. She was fortunate to have multiple choice on her test because what the fuck was the scientific name of Motherwort?
While she was talking with her roommate, Yvonne, about the newest Potions lesson, Celestine could feel someone following them. So when she turned around, it was somewhat of a surprise to see the same menace yesterday stalking her throughout the corridors.
“I see Draco Malfoy has finally discovered girls,” Yvonne asks Celestine as they eye the strange third-year nearby, clearly spying on them.
“That’s his name?” Celestine snorted, “It sounds so…prissy.”
“If you wanna talk about prissy, let’s talk about your name, Celestine Potter.”
“Fair point.”
As the two fifth-year girls walk toward the Quad, Draco couldn’t stop staring at the Potter with seething hate. Why did another Potter have to come to Hogwarts and potentially ruin his experience even further? Why did another Potter have to have the courage to answer, hell, even swing at him? There must be something in the Mudblood genes in them.
Where Celestine and Yvonne are, they sit near the lake to find peace, finishing the Potions task Professor Snape had assigned the class.
“So, tell me more about Draco Malfoy,” Celestine breaks the silence, answering the second portion of the task.
Yvonne looks up from her parchment with a glint in her eye, “You like him, don’t you? Oh, my goodness, what is Harry going to say about this? He’s not only two years younger than you but he’s also your cousin’s nemesis since their first year! Ewwww!”
“Oh, my Lord, can you chill?” Potter laughs, “I just want to know more about the blonde before deciding whether or not to torment him every day for being Harry’s bane of existence here…and soon mine.”
“Alright, but it’s gonna be a pretty long one so you better know how to multitask.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Celestine’s roommate begins with the basics; Malfoy’s full name, birthdate, family tree, hobbies, and likes and dislikes.
“Oh, you should’ve been here during their first year! They were so cute quarreling, Malfoy and your cousin!” Yvonne squealed, “But Harry was definitely cuter.”
Just near them, another one of their roommates calls them to eat lunch since they have numerous classes following the break.
“Thanks, Juna,” Yvonne smiles and grabs her stuff, followed suit by Celestine.
“Juna, that’s a pretty name,” Celestine comments, causing Juna to smile sheepishly.
“It’s actually short for ‘Arjuna’, but thank you, Celestine.”
As the three girls enter the Hogwarts Castle, Yvonne tells Arjuna how Draco Malfoy was following her and Celestine earlier, which caused Arjuna to leave her jaw open.
“I know that kid was a pain in the ass, but wow. Pre-pubescent Malfoy must be tame compared to this…adolescent abomination he is.”
“Sounds like he’s not that well-liked,” Celestine commented as they reached the Great Hall and began sitting down on the Ravenclaw bench, “At the end of the day, isn’t he just a kid?”
“A kid with a dark and influential family,” Yvonne corrected as she grabbed her plate, “His father laid off my uncle for no reason at all!”
Over at the Slytherin table, the Malfoy couldn’t stop staring at the Potter who swung at her yesternoon and why she did not bother to apologize. Still, the gall of a half-blood to do that! He didn’t even know how to move on from it anyway; she was much older and different from Harry Potter—in a bad way, it might be leaning toward that.
“Why’re you staring at the half-blood?” Theodore Nott, one of his childhood friends sat next to him, “Isn’t she the same one who gave you that rotten bruise? Oh, it’s gotten worse since the last time I saw it.”
“You can stop commenting on it now,” Malfoy snapped, proceeding to eat, “What even gives her the right to do that?”
“Free will? Besides, what are you going to do to retaliate? She’s a fifth-year, a woman, and probably gives no fucks about us lowerclassmen, including you.”
“Then I’m going to make her regret what she did to me…I’m a Malfoy: I have connections, after all.”