Green Eyed Monster | Draco Malfoy

51. Mending the Marring

Chapter 51 - Mending the Marring

Today was the day.

Over the course of getting ready that morning and walking down to breakfast both Theodore and Daphne had both asked me, multiple times, why I was acting so strangely. Of course, I couldn't answer them - not only would it ruin the surprise, but it could get me in trouble if anyone tried to stop me. And there was no doubt in my mind that people would.

Still, if anyone had enough sense to take a look at me, a stranger would have been able to see the excitement thrumming through the air around me in thick currents. I was giddy and vibrating in anticipation, like the butterflies before a rollercoaster, or the tremors before a tsunami. Tsunami was probably a better comparison, of course, considering it gave you the image of total destruction...

"What are you up to, Audrey?" Theodore asked carefully as the group of us sat down to breakfast. It probably worried him more because I wasn't even trying to hide my smile today...there was no reason to hide my genius when everyone would be witness to it.

"Why do you constantly assume my happiness is linked to someone else's misery?"

"Because it is," not that I was surprised that our entire section of the Slytherin table seemed to chorus it, but I was still taken aback enough to scoff.

"Well, clearly I'm in no place to deny that." I shrugged sarcastically, looking around the Great Hall again. There was no reason to tell them just how correct they were - or just how soon they would know it. Still, I tried to look around for any sign that my genius had paid off, but to no avail. It was still quite early, earlier than I had woken all year. My excitement to wake up and see my artistry only fueled my anticipation, it was a vicious circle.

"Fantastic," Malfoy's drawl broke me out of my suspicious glances around the Hall while he took his seat across from me. Though we had still refused to speak civilly, it seemed impossible to switch seating arrangements. It appeared that he liked other's misery as much as I. "Something horrible is about to happen."

"Horrible?" I asked indignantly, scooping scrambled eggs onto my plate. "Nothing I ever do is horrible."

"I beg to differ," Blaise raised an eyebrow - these people judged far too harshly. At least, that was my judgement on them.

"I know this is asking too much of you," Malfoy asked slowly, leaning forward to prove his point while his eyes narrowed. "But can you not do anything stupid today?"

"I won't, since you asked so nicely," I said with an innocent shrug before looking away. "However, it's a pity you didn't ask that five minutes ago."

That did not seem to comfort him. Instead, he continued to eye my behaviour wearily before buttering his toast and going about his day of ignoring me again. It was our newest routine.

And so I waited - less than patiently - for the gunshot to start my day. I continually had to remind myself that I was early to breakfast just so I could handle my nerves enough to wait until everyone had entered the Great Hall before I finished my work. It was just too easy to get myself worked up and excited; after seeing so many people being put through the ringer, being put under the curse of the Blood Quill and Veritaserum and threats from my very own enemies...it was nice to know that someone was finally planning on giving back to them.

It was even nicer to know that person was me.

My first victim walked into the Great Hall and she was followed closely by my second. The two Ravenclaws were gossiping quietly to themselves, one of which was trying to hide behind her ridiculously permed hair. Then again, it wouldn't have seemed so ridiculous to me if I would have had an equally ridiculous array of pimples sprout across my face that couldn't be gotten rid of.