37 Remembrall (2/2)

”A remembrall?! Who even has those anymore?” Draco snorted in disdain.

”Draco, give it back!” Ron, Harry's constant tag-along said, standing up and glaring at Draco with unmasked hostility.

Perhaps, sensing trouble about to break out, Professor McGonagall came to them. ”What is going on here?”

”D-Draco took my remembrall, Professor.” Neville stuttered, giving the blame to Draco who was actually innocent. Most people would believe him, seeing his fearful expression but, to the people who had seen exactly what happened, they knew that Draco had simply picked the remembrall from the floor.

Casimir narrowed his eyes, his impression of Neville going to the negatives.

”I was just looking.” Draco gritted his teeth and tossed the remembrall to Neville then, walked away, clearly in a bad mood.

Concerned, Casimir and Theodore chased after him but, just before they did, they gave Neville a warning look then gave a short glare at Ron.

Harry though, remained seated, watching everything happen in silence. What people didn't know, though, was that, Harry had seen how Neville purposely dropped the remembrall and had it roll towards Draco's feet. It seems that he had misunderstood the wrong people.

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”That boy... Longbottom, is it?” Theodore asked Casimir who nodded in reply. ”Has Draco offended him somehow?”

”Not that I know of.” Casimir replied, glancing towards Draco who was walking in front of them grumpily. No one has ever dared to wrong him this way before. Most likely, he was planning on how to exact vengeance soon.

”Just why exactly did he do that though?” Theodore asked, confused.

”I just heard it from Pansy but, I'm not entirely sure if it's true but, it is rumored that Neville's parents were tortured to insanity by deatheaters.” Casimir said quietly, keeping an eye on Draco to make sure he didn't hear them.

”You mean...” Theodore hesitated.

”Quite possibly.” Casimir said, knowing what Theodore wanted to say but was unable to. ”Everyone knows about Draco's parents by now, anyways. Well... Your parents as well.”

”You father isn't any better, you know?” Theodore grumbled. ”Being Grindelwald's former informant.”

Casimir smiled wryly. ”In the end, we're just a group of some misfit's sons.”