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{ our last days as children }

He shouldn't have picked a fight with Draco and Blaise. If the fourth year that stood in front of them now - not willingly, no, but tied to a tree - had known new first years could be this evil and Slytherin-ish right from the start, he'd have - being a typical bully, the kind that can only scare people that can't stand for themselves, and is awfully easy to frighten if you have some guts - stayed away for good.

But ignorance isn't bliss every time, and as the older Slytherin struggled to get free of the ropes binding him - a specialty of little Draco's - the look on his face almost matched the look that Severus Snape had sported the time the Marauders had cast Levicorpus on him in front of Lily Evans; only Snape had looked just furious, and this boy looked furious and frightened. He struggled again and, realizing this to be of no use, shook a fist at Draco and Blaise.

"You two just wait," he threatened. "Till the Headmaster hears about this."

Draco and Blaise exchanged an amused look.

"Let's leave him here for someone to find," Draco suggested.

Blaise grinned. "Sure."


Song credit: Explosions in the Sky. <3