 Shipper Queen Hippie Quad
Chapter 2
“We don’t have to go if you don’t want to. You already feel poignant.” I said, trying to get out of the game.
“I am not poignant and really, it’s fine. Besides Aleks would eat you alive if you didn’t go.” Loanna said as we began walking toward the quidditch field.
The day was gloomy and gray, the sun completely hidden behind bleak colored clouds, and making the air around chilly. It was leaving a forbidden atmosphere on the grounds, that I didn’t enjoy much. Goose bumps were sprouting all over my body and I wasn’t sure if it was for the nippy December cold or something else.
“I don’t care what Aleksander thinks.” I replied, wrapping my cloak tighter around my thin frame.
“You will later. Come on, it won’t be that bad.” She said, trying to make the situation better than it really is.
“It’s quidditch. It’s going to be hell.” I flinched when she swatted me on the back of the head. She hated when I cursed. A sheepish smile fell onto my lips and she chuckled.
But of course, our happy moment was pillaged when a harsh laugh was heard from behind us. It felt like a bucket of ice cold water was dropped down my spine as I slowly turned around to face the one who had laughed. Marcus Salvador. A fifth year Slytherin that loved to target me when he was bored. This boy has made my time here at Hogwarts a living nightmare. I saw Loanna tense up as she stepped closer to me.
“What are you wearing Edwards?” He mocked me. Marcus wasn’t alone today. Today three of his goonies were standing next to him, malevolence grins on their faces.
“Is that a Gryffindor scarf?” One of them asked.
“Looks like it is Marcus.” Another one replied.
“And on Slytherin turf.” The last one said.
“This is not going to fly at all. Even if you are a sorry excuse for a Slytherin.” Marcus said shaking his head, a smirk on his lips.
“I’m wearing it for my brother.” I mumbled.
“Did you ask him to talk Marcus?” Gooney One said.
“I don’t believe he did.” Gooney Two crossed his arms importantly. The other two snickered.
“Lets go Elliot.” Loanna said quietly next to me, pulling me by my arm.
“Look! Harrison just can’t keep her hands off of him. Maybe the scarf has magic powers.” Gooney Three said sneering at Loanna.
“Is it ok for one ugly person to like another ugly person?” Gooney One asked innocently.
“Only if they look like Harrison.” Marcus roared with laughter.
My hands began to shake indignantly. I didn’t care if they spoke callously toward me, but nobody spoke to Loanna like that. My skin was beginning to heat up and I knew my cheeks had to be bright red. I was debating with myself whether or not to hex them here and now.
“Ignore them Eli. Come on.” Loanna said, her voice shaking slightly. Her tone brought me out of my frenzy, and I turned my back on the four to walk away.
“Don’t let me catch you with that scarf in the stands Edwards!” Marcus called after me. Loanna only pulled on my arm tighter to walk faster.
My hands were still shaking and I felt like my head was going to burst. I knew something like this was going to happen. I knew it but I still wore the stupid scarf. Aleksander didn’t care though. As long as I wore it. Sometimes I really despised my brother.
We stopped near the entrance to the field and Loanna gave me a somber look. The look seemed to ignite the fire in my chest, so I looked away from her. Attempting to cool down, I paced back and forward in front of her. This was all Aleksander’s fault. All his fault and he probably wouldn’t be concerned that I just got terrorized over it. He was so infuriating!
I was still pacing when I heard my name being called. Without thinking, I stopped walking and turned my head sharply to see my other brother. Jacoby was almost the exact opposite of Aleksander. While Aleksander was loud, obnoxious and reckless, Jacoby was calm, thoughtful, and considerate of other people’s feelings. Being the second born, Jacoby always stuck up for me when Aleksander was being especially awful toward me.
“Why are you wearing a Gryffindor scarf? Did Aleks make you wear that?” Jacoby asked skeptically.
I was still too heated to answer. Loanna must of interpreted this and answered for me. “Yeah he did.”
“You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to El. I’ll talk to Aleks later.” Jacoby smiled benevolently at me.
Instead of cooling me off like he had intended, I felt the anger in my chest expand. Jacoby shouldn’t have to talk to our brother. Aleksander should already have known I would be spotted in a sea of green. He shouldn’t have asked me to wear the ominous scarf in the first place. The scarf that I was still wearing!
In one swift motion, I ripped the scarf from off my neck and threw it on the ground. Then without looking at either of them, I stomped off toward the trees that made up the Forbidden Forest. I heard Loanna call my name behind me, but I didn’t turn nor slow up.
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