HP: The Arcane Thief

Chapter 53: Savage Axel

A.N.: I made a typing error in the previous chapter. "Gilderoy Lockhart is teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts and Narcissa Malfoy is teaching History of Magic". My fellow author friend pointed it out to me when I had him read this chapter. We usually go through each other's chapters and discuss before posting.

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After his meeting with Martina, Axel went to the Slytherin dorms just to assess Luna's situation. Besides, he has to keep showing his face there every now and then anyway, so that people don't get suspicious.

He entered just in time to see the yearly introduction begin. But this time, instead of Alaric Malcolm, a different person was sitting in the leader's position. It was a beautiful bronze skinned girl who looked to be above 5th year who was sitting elegantly at the throne-like seat with her legs crossed. She had jet black hair that flowed to her shoulder like a curtain and her electric blue eyes looked at the students present authoritatively.

"Hello everyone," she said, her voice having an exotic accent to it, "I'm Patricia Afonso, the new Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, and a sixth year Slytherin prefect. My father is a the newly appointed Brazilian Minister of Magic," she said, sounding rather bored. "And for those who care, yes I'm a pureblood. For at least this year, I'm assuming control of the Slytherin House, replacing Alaric Malcolm, who did a rather poor job in his final year," she said matter of factly.

There were voices of protest from various Slytherins who were loyal to Alaric, especially from Damien Malcom and the group around him.

Patricia raised a single eyebrow at the opposition. "Is there any basis for your objection? He lost us the Quidditch cup AND the house cup last year. Under his leadership, House Slytherin has turned into nothing but a bunch of bullies and villains. Does anyone of you know how many points we lost last year just because of you guys picking fights and breaking rules? We came at the last position, with the least number of points, 'even below Hufflepuff!' Do you know how disgraceful that is?" She asked, and no one had any objection to that. The girl was spitting facts.

"I don't know about any of you, but I personally hate losing and losing so disgracefully. I had strayed far from leadership until now but I can't let this continue. From today, I'm the captain of Quidditch team and the leader here. Does anyone have any objections?"

There seemed to be none. Damien seemed quite tempted, but Axel knew he was too much of a snake to do anything openly when he was at such a disadvantage. Though, one student who looked to be in his third year raised his hand.

Patricia nodded, "Good. Now that we have this out of the way let's get to the main issue. Currently, all the other three houses see us as villains and losers because, well, we did break rules and we did lose the quidditch and house cup. Let me ask, are you guys...ok with that?"

"No!"

There were a few people who answered that instantly after while others also slowly voiced their approval.

Patricia shook her head. "Lame. Are we all just a bunch of losers and bullies?!"

"NO!"

"Once again. ARE YOU LOSERS AND BULLIES?!"

"""NO!""""

"DO YOU GUYS WANT TO CHANGE IT?!"

"""YES"""

Patricia nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Then, let's begin the Slytherin Redemption!" She said as she began to announce the new rules.

"First of all, leave all the bloodstatus and family status crap out of here. The treatment you receive in this house will be solely based on the points and reputation your earn for the house. If you do well, you'll be treated well and vice versa.

Now, with that taken care of, the next thing on the list is Quidditch. Five out of the 7 players on our team were 7th years and our brilliant captain Malcolm didn't find it necessary to train any extras since he was going to leave and it was of no concern to him whether we are now left with an incomplete team. So, Quidditch trials are going to be held this weekend. If you become a player, you'll get special privileges in the house."

"Next, and the most important one." Patricia paused at this one as her blue eyes looked at everyone seriously. "You have to stop doing what you've been taught in the circle last year," she said sombrely.

?!

That got a reaction out of everyone including Axel. There were voices of protest as well as surprise and agreement from the students.

"I had quit a long time ago and you all need to do the same. Tell me, after learning what was taught to as, have you not noticed the effects? Are you not more… volatile? More temperamental?"

Several Slytherins had a look of realization while some remained unmoved.

Looking at the girl still speaking, Axel sighed as he shook his head in pity. What this girl was trying to do was quite virtuous and laudable. Too bad though, whether she realizes it or not, she's going to have a difficult time due to it.

Most of the students of house Slytherin had signed up for the dark magic course and now even if they know it's harmful, some bastards are just too much of greedy sons of bitches to stop now. Due to that, they're only going to get worse, even if the majority come back to the right track. As for the Quidditch cup, now that she's left with two players, there's a fat chance she'll be able to compete with other teams. To put it in a nutshell, she'll be bringing positive effects but she'll have to suffer the backlash.

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The next day, Axel was going to classes for the first time with his healed body. He was in quite a good mood as he went to the great hall.

Right now, his only problem is, how much of his ability should he reveal? It was quite a complicated matter. Staying lowkey has its benefits, but it also has its downsides. Like how Neville Longbottom of all people insulted him yesterday and he didn't do anything. Besides, he hasn't exactly been able to remain lowkey despite his best attempts due to his bad luck.

Sitting at the breakfast table, he looked at the new year's timetable. First he had Charms, then Potions and then Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"Why do you not eat normal food?"

Sitting in front of him was Luna, who looked a bit drowsy.

Axel frowned.

"Why are you still sitting with me? Did you not make any friends yet?" By now, the rest of the first years were already sitting in groups, so he figured she ought to be in one of those.

Luna tilted her head, "I did. But they asked me to sit somewhere else," She said dreamily.

Axel looked speechlessly at the girl. Did she really not realize or is she pretending not to? Whatever the case, Axel realized that it's not going to be easy keeping this girl out of trouble.

Axel reached the charms class early and made to go straight to the last seat which, by now everyone knew, belonged to him. But, he found someone else sitting in his seat instead.

"What's up, Hunt?" Asked Draco, sitting on his seat with his friends surrounding him.

"Malfoy, I've been in a good mood today. You better fuck off while it lasts," said Axel expressionlessly. He had been in a good mood ever since he'd healed. He cherished every second he could spend with his body not feeling uncomfortable anywhere for the first time in years. Thus, he was a bit more tolerable to minor annoyances. But, that seat was the best location to sit for him and he ain't a pushover who'd just give it up if an ant tries to claim it.

Malfoy got angry while his friends had a mixed reaction.

"Draco, why don't we sit at our usual place?" Asked Pansy. She really liked Axel and didn't want Draco to antagonize him. Though some like Crabbe and Goyle were just cracking their knuckles, trying to intimidate Axel.

But Draco ignored Pansy as he smirked at Axel. "What's up Hunt? Not so brazen anymore?" He asked smugly with his wand in his hand, looking overly confident.

Axel sighed. Of course this guy wouldn't listen. He knew that Dravo thought he had no reason to back down. He must have made some minor Progress over the summer and he must have also been super confident after having his mother as a Professor, but…

"Look, you idiot," said Axel slowly, as if to make the idiot understand. "I know that you think you are hot stuff now after learning some new spell and mommy's got your back, but…" he paused as he looked down at his hands. "But this is the worst moment to try and pick a fight with me." He said seriously.

This really was the worst moment for people to be picking on Axel. With his body healed, he was just raring to flex his new power. His whole body was bursting with power and his decisions were quite quite reckless as he was still on the high of this newly gained power.

The smirk faded from Malfoy's face as he suddenly felt that this might not be a good idea. But as he remembered all the advantages he had, he once again forced a smirk, "Oh yeah? What will you do, huh? Did you forget about what Patricia said last night? You'll have to face the consequences if you try to attack me for just sitting on a seat," he said confidently.

But suddenly, all the Slytherins felt a chill down their spin as they looked at Axel, who was just looking at Malfoy, his head slightly tilted to one side.

Axel knew that Malfoy was right and that's the reason why he hadn't done anything. But… does he really think Axel would give a fuck? Not at the moment at least.

Axel had slowly began walking towards Malfoy until he was standing right beside him. Malfoy couldn't do anything even as Axel lightly put a hand on his shoulder.

"Malfoy, trust me, you want to fuck off now… before I make you give your own wand another blowjob."

"....!...." Looking at Axel Malfoy paled as he felt goosebumps rising on his arms. He found himself instinctively backing away as he felt the same fear that he felt during their dueling match, right before Axel had burned his mouth by shoving in his wand.

He heard sounds of sniggering and found that Blaze Zabini and Theodore Knott were laughing at the blowjob comment.

"That one right there was a violation, mate," said Theodore between chuckles.

Even Pansy and Millicent were covering their mouths at Axel's savage reply to Draco.

Seeing this made Draco forget his fear due to the rage he felt.

"You cripple—" He exclaimed as he pointed his wand straight at Axel, ready to curse the bastard. But instead, he found out that his hand was empty.

"You've done it now," muttered Axel. What's with these ants calling him a cripple? Yesterday it was that Neville and today its this guy. Do they think that he's scared of their mommy or something? Do they think he's a pushover? Why do people like Malcolm even dare to attack him?

That's right. Because he has indeed been acting like a pushover. He hasn't yet shown anyone even a little bit of what he's capable of right now. Why has he been so passive? Because he wanted to stay out of trouble. But if trouble is still coming his way anyway, and he's facing annoyances anyway, then—

"Why not simply do whatever I want?" he wondered as he gripped Malfoy by his hair. "Getting into trouble is much better than being insulted by ants," he decided.

In the next moment, the wand he'd snatched had been returned to its rightful place, Draco's mouth, after which Axel lift Draco off his seat and threw him across the class under everyone's shocked gazes.

Malfoy might have been fine with just that. Too bad two bulky bodies of Crabbe and Goyle followed right after, landing on top of him, completely flattening him to the ground.

*Crick* *Crack*

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A.N.: Ah… that ought to have hurt. The skills, ingredients, potions and exercises are no joke.

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