A Woman Of Ice

CIII- The Fist Fight

"I learn from the mistakes of my enemies."
  "Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?" Pansy questioned.
  "Oh, sorry, I forgot, you know? It's been so long since we've talked, I forgot I have to dumb sh*t down," Diana laughed. "Let's say all of those people out there, the ones that truly like me.... I didn't have to do anything to get them to f**k with me; I didn't have to put others down, I didn't have to have rich parents, I didn't have to talk sh*t, I didn't have to use cosmetic enhancement spells...." she trailed off.

Everyone either gasped, yelled, and laughed at Diana's jab, or some combination thereof.
"Like me or not, they all criticize every single thing I do, watching my every move. They all sound fans to me," Diana shrugged.
  "Excuse me?" Pansy Parkinson squeaked.
  "You heard me, hoe ass b**ch," Diana replied.
  "How dare you? Do you even realize how ridiculous you sound?" she scoffed. "Get over yourself."
  Diana shrugged. "You first."

  "Either way," Pansy ignored her,"I wasn't the one using Draco Malfoy for connections, and money."
  Diana looked between her and the other girls incredulously, in disbelief.

Draco Malfoy raised both eyebrows in surprise, looking between the two girls.
  "I'm not even going to address that. There are some statements so ridiculous, they don't even merit verbal responses," she sighed.
  "Or, you deny it because it's true," Pansy countered.
  "Or just because it's stupid, and you're just trying to get what you want by intimidating the weak," Diana quipped. "Guess what? I sure as hell ain't weak, and I sure as hell ain't on your level."
  "Diana Black, same as ever; always in denial," Pansy sighed dramatically.
  "Pansy Parkinson, same as ever; always talking sh*t without taking the consequences," Diana mocked.
  "I, for one, enjoy watching two girls fight over me," Draco cut in.
  "Don't get used to it, Malfoy, it's a one time deal, if anything at all," Diana shot back.
"Why don't you just admit that you're into him, but you can't have him?" Pansy asked.
  "Why don't you shut the f**k up, or catch a fade?" Diana suggested.

  "Like you'd dare," Pansy laughed derisively.
  Diana tilted her head irritably, not amused.

  "Don't keep testing me, b**ch."
  "Please, you're too busy chasing after Draco, and trying to gain popularity to follow through," she tainted.

Without another word, Diana Black surged forward, punching her old friend square in the jaw.
"OH!" the crowd boomed.

Everyone went insane as the next few occurrences followed.
"Don't tell me what I will and won't do, b**ch," Diana grunted. "You done talking sh*t, or what?"

Pansy Parkinson, who had been half knocked down by the rough hit, scrambled to stand up straight. She coughed and spat out blood, much to the crowd's repulsion. Pansy growled furiously at the sudden humiliation, charging at Diana Black, as she easily dodged her fist, throwing her back into the large group of people now gathered around them in a circle as they quickly pushed her back in. Diana ruthlessly kicked her right in the knee, the adrenaline blocking the pain on her end. Nearly the entire audience winced in pain. Pansy Parkinson was left groaning on the floor, crying out in fear as Diana squatted down right beside her, grabbing her by the hair, slamming her cheek into the paved path, hard.
"Didn't even have to use magic. Pathetic. Talk sh*t get hit," Diana said calmly, cutting through the circle, walking off without regard for the consequences as half of the crowd cried out in horror, checking on the injured Pansy, as the other half laughed hysterically.
"You're going to get into a lot of trouble, you know," Draco smirked.
"I don't give a f**k," Diana decided.