Reasons to Hate You (Snape X Iris Carrow)

2. He Believed He Was Better Than Everyone Else

Iris opens the door, closing it behind her as she looks at her new home for the next few years of her teaching career. It's spacious. Very spacious. The entrance leads to a large room with a beautifully intricate green carpet on the floor. On the other end of the room is a large bed big enough to fit three people. Next to a shelf is a personal bathroom made with black marble stone.

"Woah," she comments, twirling around the room as she tries to take everything in. "This place is giant!"

Suddenly, a letter slides from under the door into Iris' room. She picks it up and glances at the contents of the paper.

Dear Professor Carrow,

Please come meet me first thing in the morning tomorrow for your schedule.

Sincerely,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

Iris raises a brow at the name. Long ass name. She thinks, shrugging as she places the letter down on a wooden table at the right corner of the room. She walks to the very end of the room, opposite to the bed. Then, she prepares herself before running as fast as she can to the bed, plopping herself onto it. She laughs as she inhales the scent of clean sheets. "Smells like the dorms..." Iris says softly, looking up at the ceiling with a smile. She stands up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom near it.

She walks on the cold tiles as she stares in awe at the shower and bath. The shower itself takes up a good portion of the bathroom and has water faucets overhead to give a person a sort of rain effect. There's another faucet at the end of the shower with a removable handle so you can move it around. Iris giggles in happiness as she starts the water making it warm.

She takes off her clothes quickly, ready to remove the layer of dirt she accumulated over the day. Iris hops into the shower and closes her eyes as she lets the hot water drip down her face.

After she was done she used a towel to wipe herself dry. She then walks out into the main part of her room. She opens the luggage and takes out a tank top and some pajama pants. She dresses herself as she picks up a toothbrush from her suitcase, and walks back to the restroom brushing her teeth.

She looks at the bookshelf in her room, walking towards it and checking the books with curiosity. She picks one up, "Pride and Prejudice?" She reads out, toothpaste still in her mouth. She checks the back of the book, realizing that it was a muggle romance story. She smirks, placing it back where she found it. She wasn't opposed to muggles and their silly novels, she thought that they wrote the best romance stories of all time. She keeps pacing around the room, just checking the surroundings. A radio catches her eyes as she saunters over to it, turning the thing on as slow music starts playing. She laughs walking over to the bathroom and spitting out her toothpaste, dancing around the room to the slow music. She walks over to her suitcase, picking up a secret flask she brought from back home full of whiskey. She opens the bottle excitedly, drinking the liquid.

As she dances around, drinking the whiskey, a sudden loud knock interrupts her. She raises a brow and walks over to her door, the liquid slowly taking its effect.

"Yes?" She questions, a smile on her face as she opens the door. The smile immediately falls when she notices it's the dungeon bat himself. "What are you doing here?" She says harshly.

"Turn the music down," Says the bat, placing his hands behind his back as he looks down on Iris. This annoys the girl, reminding her of the second reason to why she hates him. 

2. He believed he was better than everyone else.

"Ha," Iris scoffs, her face flushed with red as a result of the whiskey. "I won't just to spite your ass. Leave me alone." She starts closing the door but Snape stops her, grabbing her arm and walking into the room.