It's been a week, exactly one whole week since the first day of school. Which means that I'm going to beat the crap out of fucking Isaiah Chapman and I'm not wasting any time.
"Mate breakfast doesn't start till seven-thirty, the hell are you doing up right now?" Timothy groans from his bed.
James, Louis, and I are getting dressed, neither of us answers him. It's quarter to seven right now. The plan is to get down there in time to make sure that Chapman doesn't have time to even think about sitting at a table with his friends. Louis is still hesitant about doing anything, he's always against me fighting anyone. Domonique and James however, are making sure that none of Chapman's friends decide to step in. They promised me that I'll have Chapman all to myself.
Just thinking about him makes my blood boil. Talking to my sister like that, talking about my mother like that. I tried, I really truly did, cross my heart and hope to die and all of that playground bullshit. But for the past seven days, all I could think about was pounding that kid's nose back into his skull.
"Amar said that he was going to meet up with us. Not like he's going to help in any way but he'll cheer me on." I say with a laugh.
James doesn't find it amusing, "Inviting people to watch you kick the shit out of someone? Real classy there Weasley."
Louis turns around and looks at James, "Oi we can call you by your last name but you can't call us Weasley. Your mums a Weasley, which makes you a Weasley. Its too complicated."
James just rolls his eyes and grabs his wand from his bedside table, "Lets go then."
It doesn't take us long to get down to the hall. Dominique, Molly, Rose, Albus, Scorpius, Lily, Hugo, Ophelia, and Cassiopeia are all standing there. "What took you three so fucking long?" Dom says mid-yawn.
"Pretty boy Potter needed to iron his shirt," Louis says half-assed.
I do a headcount, there's ten of us including myself. Cassie looks awkward and annoyed, but everyone else looks determined and angry, like they should be honestly. Even little Lily is clutching onto her wand for dear life. Hugo looks less confident standing beside her but he's got his wand out too. Like we would ever let those two near a fight but it's the fact that they are hear that makes me smile.
"Freddie is this really necessary?" Cass says quietly.
We all look at her which makes her shrink into herself, she hates people staring at her. "Course it's necessary. Fuck that guy." Albus says. He puts a hand on Cassie's shoulder and she visibly relaxes.
"Oh ho ho ho this can't be good." A cheeky voice rings out from above us. We all look up at the same time and Uncle Fred is soaring around above us. "Who's the sad sucker that pissed you lot off?"
"Some Ravenclaw in Cassie's year. Called aunt Violet a Death Eater and all that fun shit." Molly explains casually. I don't think I've ever heard her swear till today. I didn't even think she knew what swearing was.
"Breakfast and a show! I'm in." our uncle says with a laugh. I watch as he soars higher and 'sits' on the shoulder of one of the massive stone knights close to the ceiling.
"Now technically you shouldn't be doing this. It should have been reported to a teacher when it first happened." Rose says. She directs her statement at me. We've had many fights over the rules, ever since we were little kids.
"That's him." Leah says softly.
I turn around and Isaiah Chapman is walking down the stairs towards us. We make eye contact and I can see that he instantly gets uncomfortable.
"Heard you were talking shit last week." I call out at him.
A few students around us slow their pace so they can see what is going to happen. It's a pretty rare sight at Hogwarts, all the Weasley kids in one big group. It's like a universal symbol of 'oh shit somethings bound to happen.'
"Yeah but that was last week. Can't we let bygones be bygones?" Isaiah says. His voice is a little shaky.
I step away from my family and walk towards him. "See here's the thing. I wasn't allowed to beat the shit out of you last week. But I can do it now." I say quietly. "And you really upset my sister, that's not something I can ignore."
One of Isaiahs friends throws a punch, but before I could even react the kid is tossed through the air like a ragdoll from a stunning spell sent his way by one of my cousins.
I don't give Isaiah enough time to register that his friend is no longer standing beside him. In one quick movement my fist makes contact with his nose. He yelps and stumbles backwards. I shake out my hand and look at him with my head tilted a bit. I know that I shouldn't like this. That it's pretty fucked up that I actually enjoy fighting people. But fuck, do I love fighting people.
Isaiah doesn't stay down for long. It's not long before the two of us are wresting on the ground. There's a pretty significant crowd around us now. Dominique and James have kept their promises and are keeping Chapmans friends away from me.
Isaiah rolls over and punches me in the face, instantly I can feel my eye swell up. It makes me so much angrier than I was. I manage to get myself out from under him and I start going for it. Punch after punch. I hear his nose crack but I don't stop. Till someone literally pulls me off of him. More than one person. I don't register that it was Slughorn and Longbottom at first.
"Fucking say it again Chapman! Call my mother a fucking death eater again!" I shout, pulling against the hands that are holding me.
Isaiah is flat on the ground groaning. Flitwick and Hagrid are by him. Hagrid picks him up and starts to clamber up the stairs. Only then do the people holding onto me let go.
"Never in my life have I ever..." Slughorn starts.
I cut him off by spitting blood out of my mouth and rolling my neck, "With all do respect sir, yes you have."
Louis laughs and I can see Dom crack a smile too. "What are you all standing here for! Go into the hall!" Slughorn shouts. The crowd instantly disperses. Cassie hangs back for a second but I nod at her and she rushes off.
Professor Longbottom looks at me, "Detention for a week Mister Weasley, and thirty points from Gryffindor. And don't you think for a second that Professor McGonagall won't be writing to your parents about this mess."
I have to laugh which startles Longbottom, "Mum said as long as it wasn't in the first week of class then I'd be alright."
"Go up to the infirmary. Get that eye looked at." Longbottom says looking at my face with a disgust in his eyes.
"You would have punched him too if you heard how he was talking to my sister." I say to Professor Longbottom.
He hesitates before responding, "I can assure you Mister Weasley, that I would not have punched anyone no matter what they said."
I groan and turn around, starting up the stairs. Poppy is standing on the first landing looking at me, "What happened to you?" She asks me with so much concern in her voice that I almost forget I'm in pain.
"I've just got some bad habits is all." I say it with as much confidence as I can muster.
It seems to do the job because she starts to walk up the stairs to the infirmary with me, "Bad habits? Freddie your eye is swollen and your lip is busted in half... And look at your hands!" She takes my hand in hers, my hand is massive in comparison to hers. She runs her thumb over my bloody knuckles and I wince, "Oh I'm sorry..." She whispers and lets go of my hand.
"It's alright. Nothing I haven't delt with before."
Poppy laughs which makes me smile, which makes my lip hurt like a bitch. "Shouldn't you be off getting breakfast or something?" I say to her.
"Breakfast isn't as important as making sure that you don't pass out on your way to see Madam Pomfrey or something crazy." She says it as if it was the most obvious thing.
When we get to the hospital wing, Poppy stays by the door and forces me to go in by myself. Chapman is lying in a bed near the door, he looks worse than he did when Hagrid picked him up off the ground. But I don't feel guilt or anything that I probably should be feeling right now. I feel a sense of pride, it felt good to be that powerful. That thought freaks me out, the thought that I liked beating a kid up to a pulp, a kid that's two years younger than me for that matter.
Madam Pomfrey sits me down on a bed not too far from Chapman and goes to work mending the cuts on my hands and the cut on my lip. She checks my eye to make sure that nothing is broken and sends me on my way. I make eye contact with Chapman as I leave. Both his eyes are nearly swollen shut, his nose is very crooked.
I pull open the door and Poppy is still standing there, waiting for me. "You didn't have to do that you know. Wait here for me."
"Course I didn't have to. Come on, we've got Defense Against the Dark Arts."
The day was boring, uneventful. But I did spend each of my classes getting looks from everyone and anyone that saw me. Poppy stuck by my side nearly all day which was strange but I definitely wasn't complaining.
"Cant believe you have an enterage." Amar says when I see him at the dinner table.
I look down the table and see Poppy sitting with her friends. They are talking in hushed tones and glancing occasionally towards me.
"What can I say? Ladies love a bad boy." I say back causing Lou and Amar to laugh very loudly.
"A bad boy? More like a blithering idiot." Louis says.
"You're just jealous that there's girls looking at me instead of you for once." I say with a wink.
Louis rolls his eyes, "Jealous? Please I'd rather die a slow death then ever hook up with a girl."
Amar and I look at each other, "You wot?"
"I'm gay you morons. I thought I was making it obvious?"
Amar fumbles over his words but I just laugh, "I'm gay you morons.' The best coming out story I've ever heard. Truly one for the books."
It's Lou's turn to laugh now, "How is it that you two idiots didn't know? Literally everyone else knows."
Amar shrugs, "Guess I just don't pay attention to you as much as you think I do."
Louis scoffs and tosses a slice of bread at Amar who catches it in his mouth with ease. As the two of them start bickering I look around the room to make sure that Ophelia and Cass are actually here eating.
By the end of the day my eye a dark purple colour which according to Hugo, clashes horribly with my hair.
"Are you alright?" Cassie comes over and sits beside me at the Gryffindor table.
"Course I am what makes you say that?" I say back to her in a failed attempt of getting her to smile.
She rolls her eyes, "Cause half your face is the same colour as grape jelly."
"It'll be fine. Has anyone said anything to you?" I get serious about it so Cass knows just how much I mean it.
She nods slowly a few times, "Yeah. Thanks... for you know."
I put my arm around her shoulders and give her a squeeze, "I know."