Born A Dark Lady

Professor Severus Snape

  The potions classroom was located in the dungeons near the Slytherin common rooms. Isabella and her newly formed group of friends walked into the dimly lit classroom. The room was dark and damp with an eery green glow that seemed to coat the room ever so lightly. The group split up to sit at the benches that were spaced out across the room.

  Isabella and Draco sat down together and took out their things for the lesson. A flash of muted auburn hair flowed in front of them and there sat Clara Sewlyn right in front of the duo. Clara turned and stared at the two for a second before awkwardly waving to the two and turning her head back to the front.

"Does she not like you or something?"questioned Draco"I mean she doesn't speak much normally but she at least greets us."

Isabella shrugged her shoulders"I'm not sure, I didn't talk to her much yesterday but who knows? She's probably just uncomfortable with new people like the girls said."

  That was the downside to being the daughter of the Dark Lord. Since there aren't as many pureblood families as there used to be, many of them stick together through balls and grand gatherings. Most of the pureblood children have known each other since they were little through their parents and therefore can recognise each other on sight. Isabella however, was a different case. Because she's supposed to be a secret and could be in constant danger if not kept on watch, she's been living in her house since she was a baby with no other children other than Draco. All of her friends knew each other for along time while Isabella just met them.

  There was suddenly a wave of loud chatter coming from the door and every Slytherin groaned in annoyance. It was the Gryffindors. They all sauntered in two by two to sit down. There was a clear line between the house of lions and the house of serpents, those in scarlet sat on the left while those in emerald sat on the right, a sea parted into two.

  Harry and Ron and sat at the bench next to Isabella and Draco, albeit reluctantly. Isabella saw that they were whispering to each other in hushed tones and decided to listen in.

"I should've listened to you when you told me to head to potions earlier, now we're forced to sit next to Malfoy and the strange Rosier girl."whispered Weasley harshly

  Isabella rolled her eyes. He should really learn how to whisper properly. Isabella turned to the two of them and gave them a glare as sharp as a blade."You know Weasel, you're not the only one who's upset about this little seating arrangement. Except I don't go whispering about it loudly enough for the entire class now do I?"prompted the Slytherin girl causing laughter to ring out in the Slytherin's side of the room.

  The Weasley boy turned about as red as his hair as the other students laughed at him and just glared at the girl. Well, more like what he thought was a glare. The boy was about as intimidating as a flobberwom.

  All of a sudden, the wooden door burst open revealing a man with long, black hair and a crooked nose. Professor Severus Snape. The current head of Slytherin house and potions professor at Hogwarts. Isabella had seen him around at her manor a few times but hadn't ever talked to him before. Dumbledore thought that Snape was a spy for the order but in reality he was working for Tom. Even though Isabella didn't really know Snape, she had quite a bit of respect for him for being able to fool the old headmaster in the first place.

The teacher strode into the potions chamber and explained what he expected of us this year in a disinterested tone and we could tell from the beginning that he was going to favour his Slytherin pupils much more than he did the Gryffindors. He also seemed to have a thing against Potter which wasn't surprising considering his secret of being a deatheater.

Before she knew it, class was over and they all got up to leave before she heard a bored voice call her name.

"Miss Rosier, could you please stay back for a moment?"