Lottie has been catering to young saplings that had just sprouted in one of the herbology green houses. Sheâd volunteered as it coincided with the time she typically made her way to the area. The fair witch had just finished watering and was about to start re-potting a mandrake when her ears caught sound of a quarrel outside. Typically, she wouldnât have interjected. After all everyone had a right to voice their feelings in a healthy manner. But this wasnât that. Just from a glance out of the window it was apparent enough when she saw Lucius Malfoy seemingly irritated at what Lottie could recognize as a first year Gryffindor. Particularly as one of the young girls whoâs excitedly praised her after Gryffindorâs quidditch win. She didnât have to think twice before pulling off her gardening gloves and apron to join the unlikely pair.Â
Shaw knew Lucius. Being in the same year and of course with their families in similar social circles; sheâd observed enough over the years to know he wasnât someone that sheâd want to associate with. Clearly just from a glance, neither did the tentative first year who was looking apologetic and frail. Sheâd barely closed to the door to the green house before she was calling over to the pair; hoping it would some what ease the first years to know they werenât alone. âLucius- Leave them alone, they werenât doing any harm.â Charlotte spoke firmly, even if there was still a softness to her tone. There wasnât a moment she hesitated before establishing herself between the male and the young students. For a moment she thought of what Wren would say. How when Lottie had ended up in the hospital, sheâd atleast promised to try and stay out of trouble. It hadnât exactly lasted long, but really she hoped it was just a simple misunderstanding and they could all gladly go about their days. But with Malfoy? She doubted it. âAre you really picking on first years? Doesnât that seem a little low to you?â The witch questioned, brows furrowed lightly with concern. @kingofthemanorâ
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âIt literally doesnât concern though, does itâ Lucius spat back, annoyed that the girl had ruined his fun âlast time I checked youâd made yourself in to a nobody.â She hung up with too many blood traitors for his liking. She was lucky her family were who they were. Lucius knew she wouldnât be able to touch her without causing problems for himself. He would just have to find a different way to get under her skin âso why should I listen to youâ
âOh,but darling they do need to learn something from meâ Lucius replied, a smirk rising on his face. Dumbledore may be the face of the school, but Lucius and his friends ran these hallways. âYouâll find I can make peopleâs lives very difficult if iâm in such a mood- they need to learn what side to pick.â His side. The winning side.
Lucius laughed at her. âYou donât have it in you to stop meâ he replied âthatâs the difference between people like you and people like me- I donât hesitate to get want I want. and if someone gets in the way of that- thenâŚtoo badâ
âA better man?â He scoffed. Bless her, she really believed that didnât she, delusional little girl. âIâll give it you, youâre funnyâ
âHeâs not fit to shine my shoesâ Lucius continued âmy house elf has more right to this world than he does.â It was in her last words that Lucius was given an idea. It would be far too easy to get her message to her family. They would have the mudblood taken care of.
Lottie stood silence as she let him rant it was better than rising to defensive immediately and giving him a reaction even if he was seemingly opinionated. Especially as thatâs no doubt what he wanted. Darling. She hated the name from his lips but she didnât give a single hint to it; the last thing Lottie wanted to do was give him anything to play with. Charlotte had grown up in a snake pit, she knew some things were better left unsaid. Why bother risking a venomous bite over something as little as disrespect? Especially when regarding herself. She could take it; sheâd had to enough times. Her expression stayed placid, the only time it faltered was her jaw clenching lightly as he talked about Teddy. She had a right mind to pull her wand and hex him then for his demeaning words regarding him. But she held her stance and was unflinching.Â
Lottie let the air settle for a moment as she looked at him, taking in his features and really wondering what had led him to be filled with such hatred. âI feel sorry for you.. I really do.â Lottie spoke a light frown playing on the edge of her features. âBelittling others- it doesnât make you strong nor does it deem you any superiority over me or anyone else in this school. Youâre not Merlinâs gift to society Lucius as difficult as that may be to hear and understand; the world does not revolve around purity and your ânoble statusâ like so many deem it does.â Wasnât it the most important rule uttered among the twenty eight? She knew talking to him about blood could easily come back to haunt her. But sheâd been so silent on it for so long and with him threatening first years; Charlotte was exhausted of the toxicity that came with it. The unkindness and cruelty that was deemed appropriate because it was âdeservingâ, it was âhow things should beâ to keep tradition. It was not a tradition she wanted any part of. âIt might do you well not to underestimate me and others. Iâm more capable than you know as are many others you have brushed off as meek. Iâm not being funny, Iâm simply being honest. Iâve know you both long enough to differentiate deeming qualities.â Shifting her weight under her feet, Lottie only paused to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear before finally adding: âLeave the first years along Lucius, you have nothing of value for them to hear. Perhaps it would do you well to go and practice your quidditch skills along with the rest of your team instead of harassing the rest of the student body.â @kingofthemanorâ
























