(A/N: Instead of Draco dropping out of the tree and Mad Eye turning him into a Ferret, this happens.)

Draco kicked Ron in the back of the knee, as he and his goons ducked past the golden trio. Ron tripped and fell straight into poor Hermione, and the pair tumbled to the ground. Harry quickly dropped to check if the pair were okay, as he glared up at Malfoy with a look that could kill. Draco laughed at boy's attempt at intimidation.

Lara, the ever kind, and helpful Hufflepuff, jogged to their side, and helped Hermione to her feet, as Ron stood up beside Harry, brushing the dirt off of his shirt, and pants.

"Aw look. Your little Mudblood Hufflepuff's come to help you. I suppose freaks hang with freaks right?" Draco laughed out, as his friends joined in, at the two girls expense. A great crowd of people had now gathered in the courtyard on the surrounding grass, and gravel, to watch the showdown, curious now an outsider to the trio was involved.

"The, fuck you just call us?" It was like a switch had been flipped. Her face dropped and steeled, her always smiling blue eyes became unforgiving Seas, as she slowly turned on her heels, and swept her hair back over her head with one hand.

"I may be a Hufflepuff, but I will drag you through Hell daddy's boy." Her voice was cold, and cut like a blade, as she jabbed a finger at the platinum blonde. Malfoy physically flinched back as his face dropped and he gluped, his friends looking far less confident. Draco scoffed with faux arrogance, but Lara saw right through him.

"Go crawl back up your mummy's coochy, you inbred. If your parents were any more related, you'd be fucking sandwich." She stated with cold indifference, as she casually crossed her arms across her chest. Everyone gasped at the pure vulgarity of such a loving Hufflepuff girl, a friend to all. The Weasley twins broke the tension with belly aching laughter, and the crowds joined in, as Draco and his lackies, were laughed out of the courtyard. With an audible huff, Lara turned back around to face a very shocked Hermione, and a very impressed and elated Ron. Harry was looking on with pure disbelief.

"Don't listen to him hun. It's not our genetics that make us who we are. It's how we treat others, and what we chose to do with the time that's given to us." She said with the same sweet sincerity as always, her eyes lit up with genuine care and love. With those parting words of wisdom, Lara skipped off to find Luna, she was now running late for their scrapbooking session, and she'd be damned if she missed out on quality craft time.

A/N: Might actually make something with this character, but this scene just randomly popped into my head.