Chapter 8 - Gryffindor Pricks

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Mai POV:

I managed to drift asleep and wake up relatively early, giving me more time to get ready for the day. So I took a long deserved shower, dried my hair with my wand, causing it to go fluffy yet soft, and got ready in my robes, straightening them out and heading down to breakfast.

 As soon as I sat down at the Slytherin table, a plate of bacon and sausages was placed in front of me, I looked up to see who dropped it off and Professor McGonagall looked back at me with a friendly wink before taking her place at the staff table. 

A smile twitches onto my lips and I begin to eat my food, finishing rather quickly and drinking my pumpkin juice from the goblet and making my way to Muggle Studies. I don't know why I have this class, it doesn't interest me in the slightest. I sit in a back seat and patiently wait for the class to finish, let alone start. Note taking and listening. 

"Miss Graves" I tensed up as Professor Quirrell called my name. "Tell me the purpose of a telephone" My eyes met his as he stared directly at me, students turned around to look. I was not about to let him ruin my day. 

"The purpose of a telephone is to have communication with somebody while you both are in separate rooms or even homes" I muttered out, my voice going frail and even more quiet nearing the end.

"Correct." He said with a smile and continued to teach his class. leaving me to pick up the pieces of me panicking once the attention is off me. 

As soon as the bell rang I gathered my things and darted for the door. Praying that he doesn't call behind, thankfully he doesn't and I quickly make my way down the hall, and beginning my venture down to the dungeons for my free period.

My body slams into the wall hard, so hard in fact I loose balance and fall down, my attackers being the older Gryffindor boys from before. "Damn why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Because we can? Not like you can do much, apart from turn into your dumb owl and fly away, put we are prepared for that this time" He smugly chuckles while taking is wand out and points it at me "Aguamenti" The boy says and a strong jet of water leaves his wand, hitting me directly in my face and drenching my robes, leaving them all giggling.

Professor Snape's POV:

I come storming down the dungeon tunnel and the site I see is just pathetic, three older Gryffindor boys bullying a younger Slytherin girl. I stalked behind them before actually saying anything.

"And what are you three doing?" I said coldly and rather calmly too. What I didn't expect is for all three to freeze up and once the eldest lowers his wand and stops his spell. To see Mai coughing water up and gasping for air, and that infuriated me. "You three detention for the rest of the week, now leave before I make it longer. You better show up"

Once all three had scurried off I knelt down by her, taking my wand out and drying her off. "You just can't stay out of trouble can you Birdie?" I softly spoke, so no-one around heard the nickname.

She smiled. "apparently not" She said with a small giggle as she got up. "Oh Professor are you teaching now because I have a free period" 

"No, feel free to join me in my class, I will be preparing for a lesson though" I nodded and got up, holding my hand out to help her back onto her feet. 

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