"cause you and i...
we were 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞.„
entering their 6th year, theodore nott and
valerie crawford begin to notice in loss what
is really worth the risk, is their 6 ¹/² year
friendship for something more?
probably, but the worry...
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IT WAS SEPTEMBER 2nd, meaning classes had begun. valerie remained in the standard classes, she could well take more advanced courses but chose not to, that way she and her friends would be able to work together more, she knew with advance education it'd be less than often she'd see her friends.
currently, it was nearing the end of the day, this was also the class she had with all but three of her friends, pansy, astoria and mattheo. potions, a class val thrived in although her teacher this year, made it hard for most.
"welcome to your final class of your first day in 6th year, we will not start today but tomorrow, i will teach you how to create felix felicis, you will take notes today and tomorrow, then at the end of the week i expect you to use your own notes and create your own." snape introduces, strutting the class and staring at each of the students from each table.
"i th-" valerie smacks lorenzo, shutting him up knowing snape is not one for any mess ups in his teaching. he yanks his head toward the duo "something you'd like to say mr berkshire?" snape asks, inching closer to the table. "no, sir.." he assures, clearing his throat then opening his notebook.
"very well. let's begin." snape paced back up to the front of the room, picking up a piece of white powdery chalk and beginning to write on the green board.
"i thought slughorn taught potions?" lorenzo whispers in valerie's ear as the two continue writing. "he teaches 1st through 5th years, snape teaches upperclassmen," she explains, hushing back in his ear. "are we fucked?" he whispers, noting how quick snape is moving along. "you might be," she shrugs, easily keeping up with what's written.
the class ended and the students flooded out, the group walking down the hallways as they discussed. "anyone else ready to be copying valerie's notes for the year?" blaise huffs, loosening his tie. the group agreed unanimously. "it's all written, just look up as he writes if you didn't hear him," she explains, dropping her book into her bag then turning it around behind her shoulder.
"whatever, you coming?" blaise asks, the four boys stopping in the middle of the hallway. "nah, i'm gonna shower and do homework," she explains. "you have homework on the first day?" theo asks. "seems like it, not a lot, i'll see you guys at dinner," she assures, running a hand through her hair. " 'kay, see ya," blaise waves, as do the other boys, draco, lorenzo and theodore as they part ways.
