Oh, my dear... (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how shit went down...

P.T.

,,Ms Thorne?"

I looked up. ,,Justifica."

McGonagall nodded. ,,Correct. And could you kindly remind us, when students at this school learn this spell?"

I shrugged. ,,Third year, I guess?"

Professor McGonagall nodded again, before glaring over at Harry.

,,Mr Potter, why is it, that Ms Thorne was able to give me these answers right from the top of her head, and you wasted about two minutes just stumbling and guessing about it?" 

Trying not to laugh, I looked over at Harry. He opened his mouth as if to answer, but decided differently in the last moment.

,,Well, Professor... Phersephone might just be a lot smarter than me?"

Rolling my eyes, I focused back on my essay, but McGonagall wasn't going to just let those words slide.

,,Oh, but there is absolutely no doubt about that, Mr Potter. Her high scores speak for themselves as much as your low ones do."

The whole class gasped quietly.

,,The true question is, Mr Potter, why can't you remember a spell wich you were taught in third grade, and have been practicing ever since?"

Harry knew better than to respond again, so he just shrugged. 

McGonagall crossed her arms over her chest, and stepped back to her desk. ,,Five points to Ravenclaw. Mr Potter, please make sure you understand the second year spells at least, if your abilities aren't enough for the third year..."

Chuckling to myself, I looked down onto my paper. Yeah, Minerva McGonagall was my absolute favourite teacher...

The lesson went on quietly, Harry and Ron didn't even dare to whisper to themselves, as McGonagalls look was always on them, daring them to make one wrong sound or move.

I read over my essay one last time, correcting some minor spelling mistakes.

Suddenly, about ten minutes before the lesson would have been over, the classroom door suddenly opened.

McGonagall looked up from her desk, and the whole class turned around to see none other than Professor Snape standing in the doorway.

,,Excuse the interruption, Minerva." he muttered. ,,But it's a very urgent matter. Might it be possible for me to take Ms Thorne from this lesson a little earlier?"

McGonagall looked at me, but I just looked back with the same amount of confusion.

She hesitated for moment, before nodding towards me. ,,Of course, Severus. Ms Thorne, you are freed from my lesson early, please go with Professor Snape."

I quickly put all my stuff in my bag, leaving just my paper on the desk.

,,Please finish your essay for homework, Ms Thorne." McGonagall said.

Smiling, I pointed to the sheets on my desk, while throwing my bag over my shoulder.

,,I already finished it, Professor." I gave back.

McGonagall smiled back at me softly, and I quickly mouthed a "thank you" towards her, before turning around and walking towards Snape.

He looked at me like I was an insect, but closed the door as soon as I was through.

Surprised, I stopped right away. ,,Mattheo?"

He was leaning against the wall, looking up. ,,Hi, love..."