Harriet Narcissa Malfoy was exactly what you would expect a young Malfoy to be like - intimidating, feared, and absolutely stunning.
Join the talk of the school and princess of slytherin throughout her hogwarts journey.
She and her twin brother Dra...
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BLAISE, DAPHNE AND I WERE ALL SLOWLY WALKING TOWARDS TRANSFIGURATION and the two twits besides me were having a very indepth and serious conversation over which way is the correct order to put cream and jam on your scone.
"It is absolutely cream first then jam" Daphne protests
"It is absolutely not" Blaise argues back
"You loose all the flavour from the jam if you put cream over it" Daphne explains "Harrie, you agree with me right?" she begs
"Do not look at me like that Daphne Greengrass, I'm not getting involved in your antics" I huff focusing on the chamber
"You guys are defiantly just jealous of how naturally right I am" Blaise huffs
"We totally aren't" I reply rolling my eyes
"Totally are" He quickly says
"Whatever helps you sleep at night" Daphne and I laugh
"UGH" Blaise suddenly shouts jumping up and running a few meters away
Daphne looks up at him and rolls her eyes "You are so dramatic Blaise surely cream then jam cannot be that horrible"
"No its not that, look" He cries out pointing by our feet
"Blaise Zabini you better not be talking about my new shoes" I glare before looking down, to which I found a disturbing sight yet I kept my filter up
"You really are so childish Zabs" I say walking over the spiders, squashing them under my shoes as I walk over to Blaise
"That is so horrible" Daphne shivers "I cannot stand those creatures, sorry about that Blaise"
Blaise shudders "What in the world, is there some sort of spider rave going on that we weren't invited to"
"Come on lets go, I really do not want to be here and risk getting one on any of us" I say tugging Daphne and Blaises hands, laughing slightly from the new state Blaise is in"Plus we are going to be late soon"
Only the three of us were in the same class for transfiguration which left an empty seat on our table that had to be filled according to Ms McGonagall, this meant a grave slytherin boy who we still didn't know the name of since he was not the most talkative person we had ever met, had courageously chose to sit with us.
The whole class was very focused and dead silent, the only sound to be heard was the scrapings of the quills on our workbooks.
Suddenly breaking the silence the slytherin boy from across the table raised his hand and asked "Professor, excuse my irrelevance, but could you tell us more about the chamber of secrets."
My head snapped up, over the winter break I had endlessly been asking Father about the chamber, but every time he refused to answer only saying it would be best for me to stay out of trouble and ignore whatever is happening at Hogwarts for the benefit of my safety.
