Having barely passed her mothers mid-term test, Willow is once again studying. Who knows when she might feel like it again. Even though Willow loved reading, some fresh air didn't hurt once in a while.
Willow smiles as she walks out of the room of requirements and down towards the forrest. Firell told her he had a cousin in the forest that would help her if she would call his name. What kind of status did Firell have in the herd that they would listen to his name?
Willow is still thinking about the mysteries of the centaur she knows when she suddenly bumps into something. A tall back is facing her way, acting as if he or she didn't notice a thing. This might have been good luck, if only she had reacted sooner.
The girls surrounding the tall 'thing' immediately surround Willow and start cursing at her.
"Who is this little imp. How dare she walk into Magnus!?" A skinny girl? screams.
"Bethany don't you think she reminds you of someone?.... you know that broom the elves use to clean the toilets!" The dark skinned girls with curled sheep hair replies while laughing like those annoying pixie.
"Young lady's, it's not nice to scream in the hallways. Mind you manners, we are after all no muggles" The tall back now named Magnus interrupts the conversation of the two girls as he turns around to face Willow.
"Well, wouldn't you look at that. If I'm not mistaken this fair lady is called Willow Ravenclaw. The daughter of one of the founders. Where are my manner. Magnus Malfoy at your service" The now visible man slowly bows down and tries to kiss Willows hand.
"No thank you" Willow scowls as she pulls her hand out of his grasp. The tall man frowns as he observes the young girl before him. Those purple eyes are quite disturbing as they stare at him.
Though the eyes may be purple, those pupils are like a black hole that suck in all the life around them. They move up and down as if they are sizing him up. His pale white/blond hair might be nice with his slender face, but those eyes telling the most. For he will look down on anyone and everyone. The only thing that matters to him is status en blood, just like that annoying 'uncle' of hers.
Malfoy nods his head stiffly as he escorts the two girls beside him towards the common room of the Slytherins. No surprise there. Willow snorts as she makes her way down towards het forest. Well that left a bitter taste in the mouth. He's probably one of those people who only think of woman as trophies and baby makers.
Still tasting a sour aftertaste in her mouth Willow runs down the slope and approaches the edge of the forest. Just when she is ready to step into the forrest, a pop could be heard behind her.
She turns her head slowly to look behind her, only to see Maggie looking at her with angry eyes.
"Miss knows the mistress forbade miss to enter the forest! Now let's find mistress to hear what she has to say about misses behavior" Maggie smiles as she grabs ahold of Willows hand, making sure she won't escape.
"Maggie! I was only looking! When would I ever break my promise made with mother" Willow barked at the annoying house elf with a straight face. She first had to meet a Slytherin en next be caught by Maggie. Why won't they just, for once leave her alone.
"Well miss I doesn't remember, the first time the promise was broken was 3 weeks after miss entered Hogwarts, when she went to play with some fairy's. Or maybe that time when miss got stuck when meeting with some Jarvey. I heard some great conversations that the mistress would love to hear. Some soap would be appropriate doesn't miss agree?" Maggie smiles as she had heard the insults the Jarvey and Willow threw at each other, ending up with the misses stuck in a tree hollow.
Willow sighs and lets the elf drag her away by the arm only to endure another berating from her mother. Who says girls can't run in the woods. Who says girls can't curse. Why do boys always get free reign?
While massaging her ears Willow retreats to her room and continues reading a book about transfiguration. Only to stop minutes later to find just the thing she needs.
The hard part is finding the right materials. She knows a place that might be good, but the issue is that it would be challenging to get it without the owner knowing.
The sound of the door opening and closing could be heard as Willow sees her sister entering the room. Well won't you look at that, fate hasn't abandoned me yet. For when one looks for a door, one only needs to ask.
Helena walks into the room only to find her sister looking at her with stars in her eyes.
"What?" Helena says while looking at there sister wryly, while shivers run down her spine. She is up to no good.