Shut Up ((Draco)) ((Part One))

[Harry Potter]

Harry sat in his usual place between Ron and Hermione towards the front of the transfiguration room...but not too close to the front or else McGonagall might actually call on them to answer questions and attempt the spells in front of everyone. Hermione might not mind, but Harry and Ron sure did.

Harry had gotten out his book and supplies and was patiently waiting for the class to start. Every once and awhile he would tilt his head towards Ron or Hermione to continue their conversation about what had happened only a few short weeks ago at the quidditch world cup. It was one of the only things that everyone in school wanted to talk about these days. "If the man who conjured the skull-in-the-sky spell worked with the other death eaters" Ron was saying in an excited whisper, ignoring Hermione's quiet correction of the spell's actual name. "-then they wouldn't have run off when the spell was cast. So he had to be on his own, right?"

Harry nodded, distracted. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had just made a rather loud entrance.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was almost late to Transfiguration because Crabbe and Goyle just wouldn't stop eating at breakfast. It was like there was a blackhole at the bottom of their stomachs. Eventually Draco just dragged them off and headed to class. Last thing he needed was for Slytherin to lose more points because McGonagall gave him detention for being late.

Draco had just overheard the last few words of Ron's sentence when he walked right in, loudly talking to Crabbe and Goyle. He always spoke like this to make sure Potter heard him. "Father says that security at the Quidditch World Cup was rubbish and everyone who was a part of it is going to be sacked," said Draco, snickering a bit as he said the rest, "I think they should go ahead and sack Arthur Weasley while they're at it, personally. It's not like he's making enough to support the pigs he calls a family anyway."

This caused Crabbe and Goyle go into a fit of laughter as the two boys eyed Ron, and Malfoy smirked.

[Harry Potter]

Ron was on his feet in less than a second, his face as red as his hair and his fists clenched. Harry jumped up as well, planting himself between Ron and Malfoy. Keeping his back to Malfoy, he looked directly at Ron. "He's not worth it." After a brief struggle to get Ron seated again, he turned slowly to scowl at Malfoy. "You really should stop making cracks about other people's fathers as you're on pretty shaky ground there" he remarked icily.

"Were they just going to arrest the security or are they going to arrest the men under those hoods as well? Maybe you should ask your father that." He had no solid proof that Lucius Malfoy was a death eater but that didn't stop him from making his implications pretty clear.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco's smirk widened when he saw Ron jump out of his chair, ready to fight him. It was funny getting him all riled up like that. It just made Draco's morning. Plus, he knew Ron wouldn't hurt him because he had Crabbe and Goyle at his side for protection.

Draco's cold eyes narrowed when Harry started speaking about his father. What could Harry possibly know about his father? Draco barely understood that his father worked for Voldemort. But he wasn't about to admit that in front of Harry. Lucius would kill him for sure.

"Shut up about my father! You know nothing about who he is or what he does," hissed Draco. He reached for his wand and kept a firm glare on Harry, before smirking a bit and adding, "At least I have a father. Where's yours? Oh, that's right. Six feet under." Draco snickered in amusment.

[Harry Potter]

Harry knew as soon as he mentioned fathers that his own was going to make an appearance. He steeled himself for the remark and Draco did not dissapoint. But Harry was ready for him. "Right...because you haven't used that line before or anything. It's really clever of you Malfoy...pick on the dead people or the people who aren't here because they can't stand up for themselves...genius. I applaud you."

Harry clapped a few times sarcastically before noticing that McGonagall was eyeing them. Class hadn't officially started yet but Harry knew that any minute it would. Gryffindor was actually in the lead in house points by fifty at this point in the year (granted it was early) and he had no desire to jepordize that. He began to sit down again.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was surprised that Potter didn't lose his temper with that hot head of his. He purposly said something that would bother him, and he didn't really fight back. It was rather disappointing, but then again, he was a goody-goody Gryffindor and this was a classroom with the teacher actually in it.

Draco's eyes narrowed as Harry spoke. He couldn't believe he was implying that he was stupid because he couldn't think of anything 'original' to say to him. He gripped his wand tighter and when Harry sat down he quickly pointed his wand at Harry and within a second he shouted,"STUPIFY!" in hope that Harry would be sent flying backward. He didn't even take into account McGonagall was watching them.

[Harry Potter]

Being that they were in a classroom, Harry would never have thought that Malfoy would try to hex him, hence the ease he felt in sitting with his back to the slytherin. McGonagall obviously felt the same way Harry did because she turned her back for a moment and that happened to be the moment that Malfoy attacked.

Harry heard the spell before he felt it but there was no reaction time before he went sprawling. His head hit the floor hard which mingled with terrified gasps from the gryffindors and hoots of laughter from the slytherins...why the staff continues to put gryffindors and slytherins in classes together is beyond me...

McGonagall turned around so sharply that her glasses nearly slipped from her face. "Mr. Malfoy" she cried, completely shocked. Before she could say anything else, Harry was on his feet, his own wand out. "Impedimenta" he shouted above the buzz that was the entire rest of the class watching in awe.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco couldn't believe that Harry would feel safe sitting with his back turned to him. Who was he kidding? Draco wasn't just going to walk away from this without a fight. He was a teenage boy for crying out loud. He was always looking for someone to fight with to prove his strength.

He didn't even realize that people were staring at him until he heard the Professor cry out and Harry throw a spell at him. He attempted to dodge it but it was too late. He had been hit. He glared but he couldn't move. Not normally at least. It was like everything he did was in slow motion. Harry had slowed him down, and he could tell McGonagall would get into the fight.

"Incendio!" yelled Draco, though he went slowly because of Harry's jinx. He had his wand pointed at Harry's robes, determined to get some sort of revenge. Such as his clothes burning off leaving him exposed and embarassed in front of the whole class.

[Harry Potter]

Harry was pleased when his spell hit Malfoy, giving him enough time to rub the back of his head where he could feel a bruise forming. He had also bit his lip on the fall so he could now wipe the blood from his mouth. Malfoy's counter spell caught him on the sleeve as he tried to move aside but crashed with a wince into a desk in the crowded room instead.

This was when McGonagall interviened. "Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Potter...that is ENOUGH!" Her wand flourished, she put a large protective sheild between the gryffindors and the slytherins. She removed the fire from Harry's only partially singed sleeve and she removed the curse from Malfoy as well. Her lips were pinched together in an extremely tight line.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco cursed under his breath when the spell only barely hit Harry. But he felt even worse when McGonagall had to seperate them. He knew that this meant they were in a lot of trouble. He wanted to hurt Harry so bad for everything he did. Just really ticking him off in general. Crabbe and Goyle seemed to have gone to their seats, and watched the whole thing. So Draco didn't even have backup anymore.

"Professor, I was just defending myself. Potter started it," Draco said, hoping that he could get out of whatever punishment Professor McGonagall found suitable for them. Plus, being the whiny brat he is, he wasn't going to take blame for what happened at all.

[Harry Potter]

There was an immediate uproar from the gryffindors in defense of Harry and a just as immediate uproar of support for Draco from the slytherins. McGonagall's eyes flashed behind her glasses. "Everyone else will remain seated and silent. Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter you will accompany me into the hallway where we will finish this conversation without any interruptions."

Harry followed her into the hallway, his head throbbing. He speared Malfoy with a glare as he passed him. The instant the three of them were alone in the hallway (though it was obvious that most of the class was not, as instructed sitting, but standing near the door to hear what happens), McGonagall's anger became apparent. "Never have I seen something so...so..." She subsided into silence and controlled herself. When she spoke again, her voice was chilled but steady. "You will both serve a week's worth of detentions with me in my office after dinner. Starting tonight."

Harry opened his mouth furiously. "But professor-"

"Potter, my decision is final."