My Patronuses Keeper.

Chapter 7, Deanna at Slytherin

Deanna's POV

Kenzie seemed to have the best time in her house. maybe that's just cause they're all Hufflepuffs and super friendly, but things aren't as storybook in Slytherin. they've gotten better, but there are still some people who hate on us half-bloods. I never got the chance to know my father. but my mum often spoke fondly of him, when she was around. "Sweetest muggle to ever walk the earth and sail the sea." she said. he was a marine biologist. him and my brother would often go off to the coast to look for sea turtles. thinking back to this as I was walking into the common room was making me quite teary eyed, so I reached to my neck and stroked the soft blue glass of my turtle necklace between my thumb and index finger. I walked into the common room with my head hanging so no one could see my misty eyes. "Virgo." said a wizards voice. I looked up to see none other than Hawke Chambers. the ring leader of the sixth years. he was tall, stocky, and towered over Deanna's height of 5"8. his hair was the colour of copper, and all flipped to one side. he was followed by a gang of three. all boys were beefy and heavyset. I was always getting in wand fights with this lot. I pulled my brown and red pine wood wand out of my robes and pointed it right in between his icy blue eyes. "What do you want now, Chambers? need someone to do your potions homework for you?" he countered my actions by pulling out his wand as well. "We all know a mud-blood like you isn't near smart enough." it appeared to be of Ebony wood. long, skinny and black as the night sky, with a handle made of brass. at this time, the room had silenced and for the most part, cleared out. the tension was rapidly growing, until a boy from his side with chubby cheeks and blond hair ran out from his side and with wand in hand yelled, "Stupefy!" I avoided the spell and as a counter, aimed my wand at the boy and said "Avifors!" the spell knocked back the boy and with upon impact of the ground, turned into a small bird. Professor Slughorn stormed into the common room after he heard Hawke try to bat-bogey hex me. "What in Dumbledore's name are you two doing?!" Hawke being the snake he is, immediately tried playing innocent. "oh thank goodness you arrived, professor. she was attacking us! she turned poor fourth year Chandler into a bird!" "yes, we will have to see to that..." Professor Slughorn let Chandler the tiny bird hop onto his two fingers. "Boys, you should be getting to your classes now. Deanna, please come with me."  the gang of boys parted ways while the Professor and I walked to his office. "don't you have a class right now sir?" I asked. "No no, Deanna. this is my free period. might as well spend it actually helping in some way."

after the long walk to Slughorn's office, the professor set Chandler the bird down on his desk and cast a counter spell, turning him back into a chubby fourth year.  Chandler sat on Slughorn's desk, his brown eyes in awe. "Alright boy, off you go." nodded the professor. "Y-yes sir..." he stammered. Chandler left the room in a hurry, trying to avoid eye contact with Deanna. "So sir, what is it now. are you taking points? detention? or perhaps handing me over to Filtch?" I asked jokingly. "no dear girl. I just thought we'd have a cup of tea. and id like to talk to you on the topic of your spells and potions. your rapidly improving! doing some side learning perhaps?" I scanned my brain for excuses as he got out of his office chair to brew tea. "uhh, yes sir! my friend from Hufflepuff and I are taking books out of the library and studying religiously... Sir." I said, knees shaking. I was never good with lying. that's more Kenzie's field. "oh. how wonderful to hear... I hope you like peppermint dear." he said, handing me my tea. "yes, peppermint is fine."