"I was studying in the library when, I felt a spell hit me in the head. I turned around to see Potter and his friends running around. There are students what I did next was purely self-defense. But at the same time, when I sent a spell back, that Malfoy sent a spell. Our spells collided together, and.. Well you know the rest. That's all I know Professor." I smirked. Hopefully that'll do.
"I see, Miss (L/N). Well then let's see Mr. Malfoy's perspective." Dumbledore sighed.
"Well Professor, I was minding my business when a spell hit me, making my hair vomit pink. I turned to see who it was and I saw Potter. He had turned my hair pink, and as an instinct, I held out my wand, and sent a spell back at him. Turns out (L/N) decided she wanted to play hero and our spells collided, and the rest was history." Malfoy crossed his arms, and let an irritated sigh.
"Oh really huh, you just wanted to impress your peers!"
"Why should I listen to a mudblood like you? There's nothing in your head for you to comprehend. You're just.." Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"That's enough. Now Miss Ebony, could you tell your perspective." Dumbledore gave a silencing glare at the both of us before turning to the little girl. The first year straightnened up upon hearing her name, and quickly cleared her throat.
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