HBC + character One Shots!

- Bellatrix | 'Riddikulus!'

Hello loves!

I'd like to clarify that yes, I did quit the writing, or I thought I did, but recently I've just had a writing mood and have not found anywhere else to write it, so I guess I'm kinda back? (For the summer) I'm not quite sure..

I think y'all know what this one is gonna be about.. heheheh

Okey so I have an idea for this chapter.. we'll see how it goes xD

Teacher story line, y'all know what's up ;)

Let's get into it! (I'm so excited for this one!! 🫣)
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The defense against the dark arts classroom looked as cozy and terrifying as always - those dim lights and jars filled with Merlin knows standing on the table.

I'm sat at my usual stool, in the middle, second row to the front. The seating gave me plenty pof time to look at the scruffy hair of poor Seamus Finnigan every time he blew something up.

Though something that did not seem as usual was the big object standing before us, some kind of wardrobe with rusty handles. No one dared to move towards it, for the wardrobe seemed to buckle or move every now and again.. as if something was stuck inside..

Professor Black was no where to be seen as of yet, which gave me slight interest in the object she's chosen to present us with.

A tall wardrobe with dark, impenetrable to light glass.. it budges and moves, yet it does not seem to want to open the doors, assuming it's open...

My extended creature reading had done me good, for I knew exactly what was whirling inside of there, although no one knows its true form.. a Boggart.

The doors of the classroom opened once more, presenting Professor Black in all her glory. A dark red corset struck my eyes, then her glossy lips which shined in a similar color, a true beauty.

Her eyes scanned the class, smirking as their gazes switched between the mysterious closet and her. Students quiet as she makes her way to the chalkboard standing a few meters from the wardrobe.

"Silence."

(That's hot.. sorry.)

Not even a second passed until silence indeed came. You could even hear a Pygmy puff drop. The power this woman holds..

(Oh I'm well aware of the power she holds 😳)

"Now, I can guess that you've all spotted our little guest of honor here today. Intriguing isn't it?"

It sure is.. to the blind eye it could be anything, just locked in a wardrobe.

"Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside?"

One student in Gryffindor speaks out loud rather quickly, bummer.. I would've liked to show Professor Black that I knew the answer.

(Que the intro to 'Theacher's Pet')

"That's a boggart that is."

Professor Black looked at the guy rather quickly, raising her eyebrow. He was right of course, but he spoke without putting his hand up, not to mention he wasn't giving the right to speak yet.

"Indeed it is Mr. Thomas, though I'd prefer it if you could better you manners and speak when asked."

Ouch, that has got to hurt a bit, but I still feel a bit of pride in watching her be the feared woman she is.

"Now, can anybody tell me what a Boggart looks like?"

Ms. Granger's hand shot straight up, I'm afraid that if she'd gone any faster, smoke might've come out of her ass and she'd fly away like a rocket.