Draco Malfoy's boots must had been filthy by then. And they were brand new, too.
He hated this whole going - to - Hagrid's - hut - to - take - notes - about - the - Blast-Ended Skrewts assignment. He knew it was a bad idea from the start.
Damn that big oaf...
He would quit Care of Magical Creatures when the chance presented itself, decided Draco - that or try to get Hagrid fired again.
At the thought, a smirk crawled into Draco's face as he walked on the damp ground...
But the smirk quickly faded when he heard a squash
Draco lifted his right boot and looked at its sole. A worm. He had squashed a worm. And it was nasty
But before he could get properly irked,
"Hey Malfoyyyy!" came from about three meters from where he stood. "Malfoy, Hagrid said you don't have to go, 'cause one of the horses got sick, and-"
Draco put his right foot back on the ground and looked up. The person who was speaking was a girl and, judging from her looks, a Weasley.
"And what, Weasley?" He groped for something witty to say, but his mind went blank.
The Weasley girl just stared at the floor.
What was her name again? Jennie, or something.
"What, Weasley? Oh - I see. You probably have never seen such expensive boots, huh? Or is it that you're outraged that someone could afford to get something so pricy so filthy. Is that it?" Nothing from Jennie. She did
look outraged, though. Maybe he had hit the spot. "Well, you know, if it's expensive, it's got quality, so you have to make sure you use it well and get the most out of it. But you
probably don't know about that concept, because you've never had something of quality. But on the other hand-"
"Shut up, Malfoy," Jennie said through clenched teeth. Or maybe she was Minny. Sounded Weasley enough.
"Why should I?" Draco said. He didn't feel intimidated at all; he wasn't even surprised. He already knew Minny was a bit impertinent.
"You - I can't believe you're so
cruel! No, I don't believe it, not even from you
. I mean, how could someone possibly step on a worm, and not just any worm, a flabberworm
, of all of them! How could one, without a bit of remorse? Not a..."
For killing a stupid worm
? He could understand a serpent, even a dog
- but a worm
? And who cared if it was a flabberworm? It was still just a worm.
But when Draco tried to retort, Minny interrupted him with a "Shhh, you little cruel ignorant, before I lose my thread" and a particurarly threatening involuntary shot of sparks from her wand. Draco dared not move or speak. That Weasley girl looked scary
(specially with the red hair). "Now where was I?!? Oh yeah! Surely even the Malfoys..."
He shut her out.
What was there that he could think about? Potter and Hagrid were always good topics to think about, but he didn't feel in the mood. In fact, he was tired
of thinking about Potter and Hagrid. Those topics didn't even infuriate him like they used to. They were as dull as, well, as they ought to be - they were
Potter and Hagrid, after all.
"Flabberworms are completely inoffensive, so why..."
He knew he had to plan something somewhere...
Oh, there was that ball they were supposed to attend. He'd take Pansy Parkinson, of course. She definitely was more than willling - too
willing, in fact. If he didn't ask her, he'd probably break her heart, and she'd get him into trouble with his father, because his family was friends with her family. So the choice was obvious.
"...know that gushae can be used to thicken potions? But, no, they must
Besides, Pansy was appropiately stupid, so he could do anything without her minding. He could probably confess he had murdered fifteen people, and she'd only laugh. She always laughed at whatever he said, whether it was a joke or not. But as of late she was learning to differentiate between a joke and something serious. But that was only lately; he remembered this one time some months ago, in their third year...
"...can feel pain too, you know!"
"Oh Pansy, stop being such a troll," Draco said completely out of the blue.
Ginny stared at him.
He stared back.
He was in for a big one, he knew it.
"Who are you calling 'troll'?!? And 'pansy'! That was completely uncalled for." Minny said angrily. No, that wasn't her name; it was Ginevra
. He remembered thinking it was much too regal a name for a Weasley when it was called out in the Sorting ceremony, back in his second year.
"Troll, Pansy, Weasley... all the same thing. But," Draco added as sparks shot from Ginevra's wand, "I think you're right about the flabberworms. They really are abused." The Weasley was visibly shocked. "You've made me a convert."
"Really, Malfoy...?" said Ginny, her eyes wider by the word.
Draco nodded and said: "Yeah. And let's create the SPFW, shall we? For the Promotion of Flobberwormish Welfare." He then lifted his boot again and removed the flabberworm's corpse from the sole.
All the while, the Weasley girl seemed deep in thought. She looked happy; ecstatic, even - clearly she hadn't noted the sarcasm of Draco's statement.
Then she moved forward to give Draco a kiss; it was meant to be on the cheek, but she moved forward at the same time Draco finished removing the corpse from his sole and lifted his head - so she ended up kissing him in the lips.
Neither seemed to mind much.
Ginevra made a quick apology. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that. But that idea of yours was great, I love it, really do - I'll go in and ask Hermione how she did the badges and stuff. 'Bye." And off she went.
It was then
that what had just happened dawned on Draco. He, of course, proceeded to spit on the ground and complain about how that was just gross - but inwardly he was coming to the conclusion that he would be the vicepresident of the society the Weasley was going to make, and therefore spend a lot of time with her for no real reason, as obviously the organization was destined for failure. Then she would become sad, and he would be the one that had to comfort her.
He found it hard to supress the smile that was beginning to form in his lips.--end.This was orginally made in response to a Challenge at Portkey. The requirements that had to be met were:
- Draco and Ginny must have an debate/argument over Flobberworms
- Draco must say "Oh Pansy, stop being such a troll."
- Someone must say "Oh and let's create the SPFW, shall we? Promotion of Flobberwormish Welfare."
- Sarcasm must be included.
- They must end up kissing
This doesn't exactly meet them, as you must've noticed.