TALK-BACK
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"I don't think that is particularly right, you should not have forced a student to perform something against his will, professor." Cass hissed while driving a hand through her hair to calm herself. She was agitated, she already had been before class since she had Snape but now she was even more annoyed.
Her relationship with Snape was confusing. One day they were fine and the next, they couldn't even stand breathing around each other.
She was sure that the part that was okay with being around her, was simply pityful. Snape and Regulus were friends in school, so it wouldn't have been a crazy thought.
Moody was also being a pain in the ass again, like pretty much every lesson, and she loathed it. She knew from the beginning that he would be the one to make her life a living hell.
"That's enough, stay back after class and detention tomorrow evening in professor McGonagall's classroom." He stated. He was madly shifting in his place, debating whether or not he should just hex a student right there in the classroom.
Cass scoffed and leaned back in her chair. She rolled her eyes while crossing her arms in front of her body in defense and annoyance.
"Moody is bloody dense, don't think too much about it." Jasper, who was sitting next to her like always, whispered in her ear.
She breathed out slowly and grit her jaw, "He's making it hard. That man is gonna drive me absolutely insane."
"I know." Jasper whispered to himself.
It was quiet for a few moments until Cass looked at Jasper, "You down for a blunt later?"
"Can't, Lee is helping me with potions later." He shrugged.
"Right," She chuckled quietly and rolled her eyes playfully, "you'll totally be studying potions."
He rolled his eyes and playfully nudged her side.
The class took its time but after it was finally finished, Cass said goodbye to Jasper and then walked up to the teachers table.
"Miss Black, sit." He demanded and pointed at the chair in front of the desk.
She obeyed and slowly sat down. He sat down opposite from her and his magical eye looked frantically over her.
It made her feel weird and something was pressing in the back of her head that made her want to leave immediately. Something just didn't feel right.
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