𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙎𝙤 𝙂𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 ―𝐣𝐬𝐩

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 - 𝐌𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞

Martha

"There is going to be a new Professor at Hogwarts for Defense Against the Dark Arts, since Professor Parkinson has moved to the United States of America for personal reasons. Furthermore, our new professor will also be the new Head of Slytherin House, since Professor Slughorn is too tired  to continue fulfilling his Head of House duties as well as teaching NEWT Level Potions. She taught various students in other countries around the world and now decided to pass her expertise to all of you. I'm glad to present Professor Bee."

Applauses echoed all around the Great Hall. Or people really love this new teacher or they hated Professor Parkinson, which is pretty understandable... Or maybe the applause is for Sluggy being demoted. I certainly know the latter is the reason for Freddie's whistling.

A slightly old, but sweet lady, wrapped in a yellow and white outfit joined the centre of the professor's table. She seemed really proud of herself with a cute little grandam smile on her face.

For a future head of Slytherin, she was looking too Hufflepuffy... although, I seemed to be the only one to notice that. She grabbed her wand, pointed it to her neck and pronounced sonorous and then proceeded to give her speech.

It started something along the lines of " Good Evening everybody! I'm Professor Jane Bee. I'm glad to teach you all Defense Against the Dark Arts, I will try my best to add practical field work as well as group projects to the syllabus-" sorry, I really have no idea whatsoever of the next part.

I should probably pay attention next time, but I have this problem you see, I can't concentrate on something for too long... Nah, I'm just too hungry. My stomach is actually aching, my brain is pleading for food, and my eyes are fixed solely on the center of the table, where soon enough food would appear. I could feel myself drooling with anticipation.

Yes, I kind of like  food, a lot. Don't judge me please.

I was in a trance when a sharp elbow jabbed my stomach. Fuck my life.

"You got a little drool there Emmy baby," Freddie said, staring at me with his dark chocolate brown eyes, his idiotic grin plastered, and eyebrows cocked.

"Remind me again why we are friends?" His face dropped, but then his smirk widened.

"Because you love me?" And he wiggled his eyebrows.

I scoffed, very loudly for your information "Is that a question?"

"Maybe?"

"Oh, Freddie... everyone's allowed to act stupid once in a while, but you really abuse that privilege."

He stared at me for a while and then he scowled at me while shoving my shoulder with his shoulder. Roxy heard our conversation and decided to join in, much to her dear brother's protests.

Then the Great Hall erupted in applause once again and the feast appeared before us. Damn, I didn't know that I was starving until I tasted lasagne with extra cheese.

"Merlin's beard, this is good," I mumbled through a mouthful of lasagne.

Roxy smirked. "Always the food critic, aren't you, Martha?"

"Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it," I said, pointing my fork at her.

James, seated across from me, rolled his eyes. "Calm down, Aurum. It's just lasagne."I shot him a glare.

"Easy for you to say, Potter. Your appetite is probably as insufferable as your personality."

He smirked. "Speaking of appetites, look who's coming over."