the_debt_of_time

back Mia, who was seething and trying to reach around Remus to scratch Amycus's smug
face. The Slytherin spat toward Mia, causing Remus to turn on him instead. Frank stood
in the middle of the floor with wide eyes, tightly gripping his wand that was still pouring
smoke.
"Mr Longbottom!" Professor McGonagall shouted. "Put your wand down!"
Frank suddenly snapped to and dropped his wand, which fell to the floor and set
off sparks. Thankfully, the smoke stopped.
"What on earth? All of you stop this moment!"
One by one, each Gryffindor stepped back, though it took Mia's help to get Remus
off of Amycus. Sirius and Snape jumped away from each other, glowering, while the two
Slytherin girls let go of James's hair and he pouted, rubbing his head.
"Shameful, each of you! Fighting like common thugs in the Great Hall! Mr Malfoy!"
"Professor?" Lucius Malfoy approached the scene slowly, having been sitting on the
other end of the Slytherin table during the entire ordeal.
"Are you a prefect or are you not? A fight breaks out at your own table, and you sit
idly by?"
"Forgive me, Professor.. ." Lucius stared at the young Slytherins, and they all
averted their gaze. It was clear that the fighting was not the problem in the blond's eyes, but
the outcome. "I'll be certain to be quicker on my feet next time."
"There will not be a next time. Twenty points from each of you! Mr Malfoy, I expect
your first year charges to be escorted to your Head of House for proper discipline."
"Absolutely, Professor." Lucius dipped his head and walked away, the first year
Slytherins following behind him and out of the Great Hall.
Professor McGonagall turned on the Gryffindors. "As for you. I expect better from
my own House. Detention, all five of you, this Saturday!" she said and stormed away.
James looked around. "Five? There's six of us."
"Peter stayed back at the table," Remus said and gestured to the other side of the
room where Peter swallowed as five pairs of eyes narrowed in his direction.
Sirius's mouth fell open in shock. "That little shit."
"Some Gryffindor." Mia rolled her eyes, still fuming. Realising that she was still
gripping Remus's arm, she slowly released him, clearing her throat. "Sorry about that."