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It is my 7th year at Beauxbatons and this year the Tri-Wizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft. Seeing how the Tri-Wizard Tournament is only held once in a millennium, I thought it was a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I went. Upon my first arrival, I was utterly uncomfortable with being around such foreigners. Their foods, style, and culture weren't much different, but the people were. Being part veela, I attract many boys automatically. I don't mean to do so, I just do, since its in my blood and all. Besides, its not like I enjoy the attention from the male species. I find them to be utterly rude, barbaric, and disgusting. There was especially one little boy I did not like at all. His name, I found, was Draco Malfoy. I find that he's constantly staring at my direction and giving me these suggestive gestures.
"So sexy, when are you free?" leered Malfoy.
"Ugh… as if I will ever go out with a little boy like you" I answered, disgusted at his use of language and pervertness.
"Little? I'll show you little, you filthy slut-veela" spat Malfoy.
Malfoy nodded his head at my direction and two other boys emerged from seemingly out of nowhere. They held my hands, and forced me back until I felt the wall on my back. They held me down, and I could not do anything but glare at the blonde in front of me.
"Little is not something you want to call me" growled Malfoy threatening.
"Let. Go. Of. Me" I commanded as I stuggled in his cronies' grip.
As I struggled, Malfoy began to forcefully plant kisses onto my neck, jawline, and face in general. I was utterly disgusted as he left wet saliva wherever his filthy mouth and tongue touched. I closed my eyes, as if trying to make the dirty feeling I have go away. I wanted so badly to gag, or vomit and then I heard an angel's voice.
Malfoy and his incompentent cronies fell back, giving me the chance to escape. I forcefully shrugged myself from their grip and ran over to my savior. I stood behind her and watched to see how she will deal with her schoolmates.
"Tsk tsk, Malfoy. It's only the second day, and you're trying something as obscene as rape?"
I flinched. Ouch, nasty word he used on her. But, I wonder... is she really muggle-born? I will have to ask her later. Now seems to be a bad time.
"Shut up, Malfoy. At least I have the decency to not make trouble with the guests" she retorted.
At this, Malfoy's two cronies started to charge at my savior. I sighed. Boys will be boys, always so barbaric. Did they forget that they were wizards? Or do they just enjoy the physical contact? I heard the incantation 'Petrificus Totalus' twice and watched the two cronies fall onto the ground like wooden bocks. At this, Malfoy dared not move, nor further badmouthed my angel, so she left and I followed.
"Don't worry about that git, Malfoy. He's always looking for trouble. Just be sure not to anger him too much though, his father is pretty powerful around here..."
"Are you really muggle-born?"
She paused. Did I hit a nerve?
"Yes, I am. Do you have a problem with that?" she answered.
"No, I don't. I was curious, is all, since he called you that foul name--"
"You mean mudblood," scoffed Hermione "I'm used to it. Anyway, you should get going..."
She stopped in front of a big portrait with a fat lady on it. I daresay, she needs to lose some weight.
"Wait, what's your name?"
To my surprise, the portrait swung open and revealed a passageway. I assume this is one of those common rooms they talk about.
"No, that's just the password. As for my name, that isnt important. Goodnight"
And with just that, she dissappeared into the passageway, leaving me to stare at the portrait of the fat lady again. Not important, eh? That's a very strange way to introduce oneself...
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