Payback's a Bitch (Mordred)

[Prof. Jasper Black]

She was going to kill him. Scrub, scrub, scrub. She was going to do worse than kill him. Brush, brush, Brush. She was going to mutilate him and feed him to rabid squirrels or something. The toothbrush she was using snapped in half and she had to growl in frustration and look down at the tile floor below where the yellow brush had fallen. This was all Royce Scabior's fault. He would pay for starting this all.

The Great Hall was in a low hum with quiet chatter of the students on an average night at Hogwarts. Even Norma Jasper Black hadn't been up to her usual mischief tonight. It was just a calm Saturday night for everyone. She had even been quietly eating alone in the middle of her table while Astrid and Emmett both had the flu and Kingley, the little bastard, was down at the far end of the table charming some other sixth year girls.

She grumbled into her plate, occasionally looking over at the book she was reading. But the words weren't being comprehended. She was too distracted with that douche of an ex she had to even be focusing on the things around her.

She'd been so angry she'd ignored the exploding soup around her. Even though most of it landed in her lap and on her cloths. A fountain poured intp her hair. None on her fairly pasty with anger face, though. Then something caught her attention. McGonogal, covered in soup marched up to her podium her wand at her throat, voice booming over the cries. "NORMA JASPER BLACK! TO MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!"

Her eyes grew wide and she had a completely flaberghasted face on. She looked around. Everyone was glaring at her angrily, soup or perhaps it was chowder now that she thought about it coating them. But that didn't really matter at the moment because dear ole McGonogal looked like she was going to blow her top.

"But it wasn't me!" she protested in that high squeaky voice of shock she had seemed to obtain.

"March!"

Jasper turned heel and started out of there. Grumbling to herself. For some reason, her dark brown eyes were drawn to the Slytherin table and right at Royce Scabior. She knew what that smirk meant and the way he twirled his wand and winked at her set her fuming and then he mouthed "Have fun" she cleverly shot back, also mouthing "Fuck You" in which he came back with "You would" and then she was off, stomping out of the Great Hall with several hundred angry eyes glaring at her.

She glared daggers at the toothbrush McGonogal had given her. She had to clean the whole of the school's floors and railings with a toothbrush the muggle way for a while. Which was cruel punishment that had Jasper's sixteen year old hands aching. She was currently working on a rail near the entrance hall. She was seated on her broom to reach the outside. She almost had this one done. It wouldn't be long before she was actually done with the whole of the school.

"When I get my hands on him I'll..." She grumbled.