detention part 2

"and that's done." I said as I wiped the sweat off my brow smiling victoriously. I looked at the squeaky clean floor which I had been scrubbing for the last half hour. Say what you will about filch, but the man was motivating. The simple thought of, being in close proximity, with psychotic man, motivated me to scrub the floors with renewed vigour.

I stood up from the scrubbed floors and smiled, while filch kept scowling at the floor, trying to find a speck of dust just to screw with. But I was thorough. I kept smiled at him innocently. Finally he frowned and replied:"come with me."

I followed him while my mind sighed in relief. Finally today I'll have some free time. I had purposedly finished up early so I could read up on the book Flitwick had given me. The terror of acromantulas had taught me a very important lesson. I was weak. I didn't have the protagonist halo, or the monstrous talent of reincarnated self inserts. Which means I needed to be prepared.

Each day I was getting closer to completing Hordan's solution. Which means it was time to acquire my next ingredient for the potion. An acromantula's pincer. A flare of anger burst inside my heart when I thought about that.

I knew I should probably stay as far as possible from the forbidden forest after the last incident. But honestly, It wasn't even for the potion. I needed closure on that incident. I needed revenge.

Next time, I'm gonna fucking tear off that prick aragog's pincers off.

"and we're here! " filch announced causing me to look up. My eyes suddenly frowned. In front of me was a disgustingly disorganized and dusty room. I was at filch's office!

I smiled forcibly and asked:"Mr filch, what- what are we doing here?"

Filch looked at me and smiled:"WE are not doing anything here potter. You, however, are going to make this room shine brighter than snape's hair."

My smile slowly drained out:"i-i don't understand! I finished all my work early. I thought that meant I could go."

"Mr potter, do you understand what a TWO hour detention means? " he replied to me with a sneer.:"it means you have to be here for TWO hours! NOT one hour, NOT one and a half hour and CERTAINLY NOT one whole floor." he then threw a dirty rag at me. :"so better get scrubbing."

I stared back at the man with utter disbelief. I knew from cannon, filch was a dick. But this wasn't mere dickishness. This wasn't even pettiness anymore. This....

"it's personal, isn't it? "

" 'scuse me? "filch replied raising an eyebrow.

"no matter what sort of a sadist you are, this is too much. This isn't about me. It's personal." I said causing filch to frown. :"so at least tell me WHY I'm being punished like this."

Filch looked at me for a full second, frowning. He then scoffed and turned around:"get started now. My room is a high maintenance one."

Suddenly my eyes widened in realization.:"my father, it's my father isn't it." filch once again turned around with around and frowned, but kept quiet. But that frown was all I needed. My eyes widened as I continued:"SERIOUSLY?? You are punishing ME for something that MY FATHER did to you, some 20 years ago. Are you really that fucking petty-"

"I AM NOT PETTY!!! " filch suddenly shouted with slight madness in his eyes.:"I, am NOT, petty."

He then came right at me stood in front of me:"I WOULD have been petty, were you, ANY different from your father. You are not!"

I scowled:"I am NOT James Potter."

"Yes. you. Are! " filch replied coldly:"an arrogant prodigy that thinks HE is above the rules. That somehow your talent gives you a position ABOVE those around you. You ARE James Potter."

My eyes widened with surprise at filch's sudden declaration while filch stared back at me coldly. We stood locked in this deadly stare off.

...

*meow*

A cat suddenly meowed causing filch to snap out of it. His eyes suddenly widened. Then he scoffed, at a scowling me, and looked at his cat.

"yes Mrs Norris. Let's go! " filch said to the cat and started leaving.

I scowled and asked:"where are YOU going."

Filch turned around still scowling and replied:"to catch ANOTHER arrogant prodigy. Not that, it's any of YOUR concern. You have much more immediate matters to deal with. So better get scrubbing!"

Filch announced and turned around, letting his cat lead him out of the room.

I scowled at him till the last moment and then finally sighed! I took my brush and started the task. I knelt down on the floor and started vigorously rubbing it.

Suddenly I frowned. A question haunted my mind. Who was it that filch was going to get?

Suddenly my eyes widened in realization. A particular cannon event came into my mind. Malfoy challenging the boy who lived to a duel, and instead of fighting, snitching him to filch. So the arrogant prodigy filch was going after was.... Neville!

Boom. Earthshattering revelation. I rolled my eyes .Even if I figured it out what's the point. It's not like that information was useful to me. I sighed and went back to my task at hand.

Suddenly I remembered something. Didn't filch keep like cabinet where he confiscated many of the students' belongings. I remembered from cannon that Fred and George found their map from that cabinet.If it contained the marauder's map I wonder what else it will contain?

An excited smile split my face. I cautiously looked around. Neither filch nor his stupid cat was in proximity. I slowly crept up and moved towards the rows of cabinets in his room.

Filch was a squib. Which means all his locks could be opened by a simple 'alohomora' spell. I took out my wand and pointed it at the lock and focused. A long familiar sensation assaulted me as I extended my wand. I slowly uttered:" alohomora."

*click* The lock clicked.

Slowly the safe opened dramatically. I looked inside expectantly. Suddenly my breath went stale. Slowly my eyes widened. :"how could this be- how could this be here?"

I looked with wide eyes at an ancient looking piece of parchment!... The marauders map!