Blaise Zabini's Point Of View
"The next class is potions... Great. Just absolutely bloody fantastic!" Abigail exclaimed. She gave an exasperated sigh and I just chuckled half- heartedly.
"What's wrong with potions? Snape favours us Slytherins." Tracey assured her.
"But, he hates my father as if my father was Satan. My father did pretty much try to kill him and Snape hates him about the same as James Potter. You really think he'd favour me. It's more likely for him to favour a Weasley child!" Abigail exclaimed.
"Hey. It's fine, the work you put on studying is more then that of Blaise's time being crazy." Theo told her, his voice so calm it was crazy. How the hell did he do it? I was thinking about that in awe before I remembered what he said. I glared at him.
"More like the time which Theo insults me." I grumbled. She giggled. "What's so funny?" I asked, not snapping but more of a calm question.
"The fact that you two act like a gay couple!" She exclaimed.
"I'm straight." Theo immediately rushed into saying.
"Same. I'm also Demisexual." I added.
"You were quick to answer, Nott. Usually, that means you're lying. If you're lying, you're either too quick or too slow in answering. I don't believe you." Abigail whispered, winking at the end. Damn, when I first met her, she seemed innocent and a feisty bookworm, she seems like she could easily manipulate people.
"I swear on Dumbledore's beard that I'm not gay." Theo backtracked.
"You might not be gay but polysexual is an option." Abigail continued.
"What's polysexual?" Tracey piped up. Abigail ignored her.
"Why don't we just leave them to their sexuality duel." I whispered to Tracey, before leaving them and playing exploding snap with her. It had been about 15 minutes before he blurted out something crazy...
"Fine, I'm skoliosexual! Can you just stop!!!" I heard Theo yell.
Abigail laughed in victory. "Buuut, you can't know a secret of someone without them knowing one of yours." He added, cunningly.
"Well, Nott, you never really told me, I found out from just a few questions. That's how you do it. You can create an argument with me and use that to find out what you want to know. That's all." Abigail told him.
"That's not a smart idea. It's better to tell him before he fishes it out, along with other things!" Tracey yelled.
"I doubt it." She told Tracey, proudly.
"Ok, if you're so tall, how is your father short?" Theo asked.
"My other parent is still there. It's not possible for only one person to have a child without another person unless they're a plant." Abigail replied. He chuckled.
"Ok, then, who were in the marauder group?" He continued.
"Remus John Lupin, James Fleaumont Potter, Sirius Orion Black, Peter Pettigrew." She spat out the last name like a knife.
"You got a letter at breakfast with a package, you instantly rushed to the dormitories. What was that about?" He asked. He's smart...
"I got something in the package and wanted to get it back quickly, obviously!" She exclaimed.
"You didn't just put it back. You took a bit too long for that..." he mumbled. "And, you took the hair out of your eye." He added. Wow, he's clever.
"Next question" she told him.
"What's your favourite part of the moon cycle?" Theo asked.
"What do you think I am? A werewolf? If that's so, then no, I'm not. And it's the waning crescent." She replied. He smirked.
"Y'know, isn't Lupin's father a werewolf? Doesn't that make Lupin a part wolf, too? Blaise would be upset to find you hurt from him, why don't you be more cautious?" He sneered.
"You're making her angry, hows that going to help you!?!" I asked. He smirked. She clutched her eye that she'd been covering, closed it and breathed.
"You prat." She mumbled
"Ok, my next question is-" Theo started.
She scowled,
"You've had too long, no more questions. You've also angered me so I'd suggest you shut up."
"Oh really? Why can't you give me more questions?"
"I can't. It's by rules that you only have as many recourses as me when guessing. Aren't Slytherins like us meant to be resourceful?" She sneered. She's clever... Theo whispered something to her. "You're smarter then I thought..." she mumbled.
"My brain isn't visible, so you can't estimate its opacity." He told her.
"I thought it just wasn't existent!" I exclaimed.
"Blaise, leave Theo alone." Tracey commanded.
"Protecting your boyfriend?~" I sing-songed. I received two identical glares.
"All of you, stop bickering, we should be in class" Abigail spoke up, sensibly. "Anyways, bye Nott, Davis, Zabini."
"If I'm going to harass you, I might as well force you to call me by my first time." I winked at her. She laughed.
"Pathetic. You can't think of your own line to joke with? Next time, wink at something reasonable, not using Malfoy's joke. Plus, I'm an introvert. What can I say?" Abigail laughed (I thought of "What can I say except your welcome" when writing this. I was going to reference it before I realised there's no reason she'd say that, I even wrote it before I forced myself to delete that line.)
Tracey Davis' Point Of View
"My first name." Blaise mumbled.
"Again, pathetic, but, a good try." She told him, acting as if Blaise was a salty toddler. Well, I mean he is but, nobody says it to his face.
"Prat." he mumbled.
"Imbecile." Abigail added. Idiot? He's pretty stupid, but I wouldn't say it to his face.
"Git."
"Can you guys stop acting up and arguing and just go to class, you did just say that we should go to classes." Theo put in, before Black could answer. Black then left the common room.
"Jeez, dude, way to ruin the fun. Eh, at least I got to say the last insult!" Blaise murmured. Yeah, that's normal for people to say. Well, it's Blaise, what other explanation?
"C'mon, we need to go to Transfiguration with the Gryffindors." I mumbled. I turned on my heels to go to transfiguration.
"Davis. Nott. Blaise." Potter stopped us, going into our way. So irritating.
"What do you want?" I questioned.
"H-how's Abigail? You guys are friends with her so..." he asked. He cares about her? Wow...
"She's doing great, she seems to be especially close with Blaise here." Theo answered. True. He gestured to Blaise before continuing.
"She also speaks with Lupin quite often whenever she sees him. I'd say she's doing great. Especially with her being proud of figuring out Theo's secret in literally two days. She's pretty resourceful and clever, y'know?" Blaise added.
"Don't change the subject. You're closest to Abigail... damn, I was hoping it would be a girl. Don't hurt her, ok?" Potter added.
"Aren't we both too young? Let alone Abigail. Plus, she still calls me Zabini." Blaise asked. "Plus, I'd never hurt her. She seems too, well, innocent to go through things like that." He assured potter. Theo mumbled something alone "what I found out says otherwise", but not hatefully, more in a concerned way. He figured it out? That must be what he was questioning.
"But how come she already found out a secret of yours, Nott? Are you that obvious?" Potter teased.
"Nope. If he was, Tracey would've figured it out." Blaise assured him, "me and Trace only know because he blurted it out."
"I didn't even know it was true until last summer!" Nott exclaimed.
"Ok, this is getting unrelated. Bye, Slytherins!" Potter waved and then went off.
No Point Of View
Jason walked into the potion's classroom to see that the only person in the class was Abigail. He sat down next to her and smiled. She smiled back.
"Good morning, class. Put away your wands. There will be no pointless wand-waving or silly incantations in this class." Snape walked in. "How pointless to only have one Slytherin and then a lot off Hufflepuffs. I guess we can't expect anyone to finish this before the end of class." He sneered. "Can anyone tell me what the difference between monkshood and wolves-bane? Nobody else? Black..."
"Monkshood and wolvesbane have no differences, they are both the same plant, also gone by the name of aconite." Abigail insisted. Snape scowled.
"Think you're so smart, now do you? Well then, what do I get if I added the powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" He asked. (Author's note: I know that lily isn't dead so this is pointless, it's just that I know nothing else and he would ask impossible questions, either way.)
"The draught of living death, sir." Abigail insisted. Jason smiled at her as Snape scowled.
"Open up your textbooks and work in partners to make the shrinking solution." He instructed. Abigail got out all of the ingredients while Jason opened up the textbook. They both began with the potions. When they were finished (the only one's and Snape didn't realise this), he went over to their potion.
"I see you both are just as awful as miss Black's father with potions..." Snape commented. Abigail glared.
"I'll have you know that we've finished the potion, Professor." Jason sneered. Abigail started at him, so did the rest of the class.
"10 points from Hufflepuff for your attitude." Snape commanded.
"O-oh, sir... I have a question. Have you heard of the most deadly potion?" Jason asked, defeated.
"What is it, Lupin." He scowled.
"Shampoo." Jason told him, bluntly. Some of the class laughed.
"Detention with me for the rest of the week, Lupin! And you'll be spending it with a fellow Ravenclaw." Snape yelled.
"Salty, sir? I didn't know that was possible with all of that grease you have? Will we be cleaning your hair? It is much needed." Abigail asked, smirking. The whole class laughed.
"Best- Slytherin- Ever!!!" Someone had exclaimed.
"You too, Black. I see you have your father's hate for rules. Had he followed them, maybe he'd have ended up a better person and with a better child." Snape sneered.
"Had my father followed rules, he'd be an arrogant, prejudiced prick." Abigail mumbled under hear breath. "He wasn't and do he was a better person then you'll ever be. Maybe, had you been a good person, you'd have ended up with the love of your life." She sneered.
"How did you- Detention for the rest of the month! And 50 points from Slytherin! Class dismissed." He yelled. She smiled proudly and skipped out of the class.
****** (they look like snow flakes so: Snow, Flake, Winter, Tom [he was born in New Years] Leanna and Abigail [both OCs born in the snow])
"Hey Abigail, we saw that fifty points were taken from Slytherin and 15 from Hufflepuff. What happened?" Blaise asked.
"Oh yeah... about that..." she mumbled. "I may or may not have insulted Snape after he gave Jason detention for some things... I also got a month's worth of detention... Don't look at me like that, Davis, Nott!!!"
"You're so stupid." Theo mumbled.
"I know. It's my favourite thing to do." Abigail told him. "And it takes someone stupid to find out your sexuality."
"And I thought he'd have ended up with Tracey." Blaise mused.
"As if!" Tracey laughed.
"Hey guys, I need to go to detention... bye!" Abigail waved before going off.
She began walking around the school before waiting outside Snape's office. She heard two people talking. One Snape and one another girl.
"Professor, when are they both coming?" The girl asked.
"Black and Lupin will be on their way shortly. As you wait, please begin on the detention." Snape instructed.
"Black, But-" the girl started.
"Shut it. Do your work." He told her. She nodded solemnly before doing the detention. Abigail then walked in. "Oh, Abigail Sirius Black. Yo7 walk into detention so arrogantly. Now, would you care to join this young girl in doing the detention or will you just stand there like a prat?"
"Professor, what is the detention?" Abigail asked.
"You shall clean up the cauldrons, miss Black. Even an imbecile would know, seeing as the other is cleaning up the cauldrons. Or are you blind?" Snape sneered.
"No, Sir, but I appreciate the worry. I'm just idiotic, not a big deal." She assured him, her tone bitter. She didn't sound as if she was being witty, more as if she was going back at an old memory. It was almost concerning to the stranger. Soon, Jason came and the detention was over. Abigail headed calmly to her common room and fell asleep almost instantly in her lonely bed.