I was almost falling asleep. How long is this speech going to last? Professor McGonagall kept on nagging about the lame school rules. Finally the old lady stopped talking and our meals appeared on the plates. I saw a freshman looking at the food with wide opened eyes. Muggles... Wait I should probably not eat very much! Quinn and I both had pretty big shots at becoming the new head cheerleaders, but I would blow it all if I couldn't fit into this uniform anymore. I dropped my fork and looked around for anything interesting. Mamamia! Noah Puckerman had clearly been working out. He noticed me and gave me an inviting smirk. I slightly licked my lips. When I wanted to lean over and talk to him, two blue diamonds got my attention. THE girl was there, standing just a few meters away from the table. The school uniform was very tight around her body and I couldn't help but staring at it. I looked back at her face. She was looking at me, curious but a little scared. 'Santana? Are you okay?' I managed to look away from the girl. Quinn was holding my arm, looking concerned. I realized I had been starring at the blonde goddess for way to long. 'Yes, I'm fine. Thanks.'
I shoved the food on my plate around. Quinn had a calculating look on her face, so I gave her a fake smile. That comforted her, so she continued talking to the others at our table.
The gorgeous girl had already walked away.
'Amazing, poison class with the Ravenclaws!' I couldn't resist to giggle over Quinn's sarcastic voice. 'I feel ya.' is my only response. 'It's not funny, Santana!' Of course I knew what Quinn's problem is. Ravenclawers are giant geeks most of the time.
'I mean... take that Artie! First: he's cripple! A cripple wizard!'
She said the word cripple like its one of the worst things you can be. I must confess that it's very unusual for wizards to not be able to walk. 'I think his parents are muggles.' There is no other reason for a wizard boy to be in a wheelchair. Quinn nodded 'That was going to be my second! Second of all: he's from the muggle world! Also, he has no sense of humor and is always paying attention while being good and quiet .'
Quinn sighed as she saw all of the Ravenclaws walking into the classroom. 'Lets admit it! There are no cute boys in Ravenclaw!'
An innocent voice drew everyone's attention. 'Is this the right class?'
No cute boys here. But a cute girl? Yes, a stunning a girl.
'Okay class. Open your books at page 16. Today we are going to make a love poison. You are NOT allowed to take this home, since this can be really dangerous.' Professor Snape's boring voice usually never really got my attention, and I was mostly drawing him wearing dresses during his class, but I couldn't help but noticing the words love poison. I sneaked a look at the other side of the classroom. The girl, no the angel, was playing with her hair while watching the professor continue his instructions. Quinn noticed I was watching her. 'How the hell is she in Ravenclaw? She's dumb as hell!' I forced myself to laugh at Quinn, but I felt kinda bad for her. I wanted to defend her, but then realized that would be a little obvious. So I just whispered 'She must have really rich parents then.'
Quinn shrugged her shoulders. Normally I came up with a better burn, but I just couldn't at the moment.
'Okay kids, get to work. You've still got 45 minutes.' Everyone got of their chairs and walked towards the big closets to grab the ingredients. 'Do you now what we should do?' I hadn't been paying attention, but apparently neither had Quinn. 'Oops, no! Just do what the others do.'
The purple liquid made a soft bubbling sound. I couldn't help but feeling proud of myself and looked at Quinn with a big smile. 'Miss Lopez, Miss Fabray.' As I looked up, I saw our cranky poison teacher looking down on us. 'Good work ladies. 5 points to Slytherin.'
He slowly walked past our table, and stopped at a group of Ravenclawers. He let his eyes rest on one big bowl. Unlike the others, this one was filled with a brown substance, and smoke was flowing out. 'Well, what do we have here? Miss... ?' 'Pierce' she answered with a squeaky voice. 'Right. Miss Pierce? Could you explain us how this came out as result?' She had her blue eyes focused on her hands which were pretty much shaking. 'I'm waiting.' 'I... I have no idea.' 'You don't? Maybe it would be help full, for instance, if you would actually use your poison-book instead of your History book, since this is poison class.' Both Slytherin and Ravenclaw started whispering. 'How did she even get into Ravenclaw?' 'I guess blondes really are stupid.' 'cough cough Hufflepuf cough cough.'
The blonde looked up to Snape, down at her books and back at Snape again. 'That does explain why I couldn't find any vegetables called Marie-Antoinette.' Tina and Artie stared at her unbelieving. 'Are you being serious?' Tina whispered, with her eyes wide open. Well, wide open for Asian eyes. Artie face-palmed himself while Snape kept looking deadly serious. 'Miss Pierce, if you won't take this class serious, I would like you to leave now. I expect an essay about the importance of schoolbooks on my desk in two days.'
The girl put her backpack on her desk while shaking.
BAM! Green-brown liquid was dripping of the ceiling. Artie, Tina and Snape were covered in the gross mud. Right before everyone realized what just happened, the Ravenclaw had quietly left the classroom.
