𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ➢ 𝒮𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎

♤ 4

♤ September 3rd 1991

Celena groaned as she listened the Dumbledore's little lovers talking about how they would be friends with Phoebe Potter 'when the time came'. Ronald seemed obsessed with someone that he didn't even know. Celena glared at him. "Weasley do you know how to shut up?" She asked snappishly.

They were currently in the dungeons for Snape's first class. "You're just jealous!" He cut in.

"Jealous of your obsession with a girl that's not here?" Celena said, pulling her books closer to her chest. "I think not."

Weasley scoffed, "Or that's what you say."

"Please, she's not. None of the Slytherin's like her." Draco scoffed, avoiding the gaze of Celena. 

"Is it because you know she's better and that she's a true Gryffindor?" Weasley said.

"Please no," Draco cut in. "She's probably a spoiled brat, being the golden girl after all. How could she be friends with you?" He tilted his head curiously. "You're family doesn't have a penny to their name after all."

Celena smirked lowly, even though she though Draco was being a bit of a hypocrite, not that anyone saw it, from besides Draco. Weasley whipped out his wand, aiming it Draco. Celena forced Draco's arm to stay done, when Draco was about to rip his hand away. "Mr. Weasley." Snape's drawled echoed the corridor.

Draco let his hand slid out of Celena's grip but he didn't say anything, not even looking at her. 

"Professor - " Weasley started.

"Why do you feel the need to attack unarmed students?" Snape's said boringly. "Detention tomorrow with Filch at 7 AM."

Celena couldn't stop her smirk from spreading across her face. Weasley getting up before 7 would be such a surprising thing, not to mention it was the first weekend.

"He was - "

"Mr. Weasley, you were about to attack an unarmed student. I do not care what he was doing." Snape drawled. "Now, all of you get in here, we don't have all day." He said with a sneer. 

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Snape paced around the front of the room, glaring at the Gryffindors, specifically at Weasley and his friends. "There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class... As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the.... subtle science... and exact art that is potion-making." He finally said, pausing dramatic in between, though his face blank towards the students.

Celena was sitting between Daphne and the wall. Millicent and Pansy were on the other side of Daphne. Draco was staring up at his godfather with amusement. 

Snape eyed them all down again and then started roll-call. Celena was fairly certain that the man paused at where Phoebe Potter's name should have been but wasn't there. He didn't think anyone noticed, no one else did. Celena wondered if their was a meaning behind it as she wrote down notes for their first potion. 

♤

Walburga's letter finally came back and Celena sighed. She tucked it away for after dinner, Dumbledore seemed to be watching her and she hated it.

Celena got up from the Slytherin Table before dinner was done and left the Great Hall heading outside, it was only 5:30 so she decided to go and enjoy the air. She opened the letter, as she stood on the shore of the Black Lake.

Celena

Congrats of Slytherin! I'm proud of you my dear. I do hope you plan on providing the memory of Dumbledore's face when he found out about the Black vaults.