Dangerous Level of Toxicity

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Albus POV

Scorpius and I make our way to our next class: History of Magic. We pick two empty seats and take out some parchment and a quill. Professor Binns goes over to the front of the class and started his lesson the S.P.E.W. Movement and its impact on the Wizarding World. Now with my Aunt Hermione being the face behind S.P.E.W. and all, its not that I'm against house-elf rights or anything, but Mr.Binns' droning voice made at least half the class fall asleep about fifteen minutes into the lesson. The only person who had managed to stay awake and take notes was none other than, that's right you guessed it,...Scorpius. I don't know how, but that friend of mine was fascinated by the most boring aspects of the Magical World.  When Mr. Binns dismissed the class Scorp and I made our way to Herbology.

Jane's POV
I made my way to meet up with Scorpius and Albus in Herbology. As I was about to pass by the entrance, I couldn't help but notice how all the girls were furiously caking their faces with makeup and driving the air to a dangerous level of toxicity with hairspray; making sure every single little strand of hair was where it should be and that every square inch of their faces had makeup. Oh of course, you wouldn't want to actually not have some unclogged pores with no acne. And who needs oxygen? Flammable chemicals is the next best thing since bread, amiright? Not. The second I saw our teacher, I understood. Well, somewhat. I mean, goodness gracious was he good-looking. Looked real good for being our parents' age. Two Slytherin girls came up to me and said "If our tactics are so seemingly insufferable to you" - " They are" I interrupted. The girls looked annoyed, but continued anyway. "Then go in there and let's see what you got." They proceeded to place one hand on their hips and with the other motioned for me to go on inside the classroom. "Alright ladies! Watch and learn." I walked into the class. All the students were by the entrance watching carefully. I pretended to not notice him, stopped, turned around on the spot and cocked an eyebrow with a devilish grin. With that same smirk I glided towards the desk where the teacher was sitting and spoke: "Why hello hot stuff. I'm Jane. And...who might you be?" He laughed slightly, looked down blushing, then looked up right at me. "I'm Professor Longbottom and you'll refrain from calling me otherwise Miss Marsh." "Miss Marsh? Sexy pet names already? Professor please, not in front of the other students!" "Not a pet name and please take a seat." "Suuuree. I'll play....Professor." I finished with a wink, never once dropping the grin on my face. I walked off to find a seat. As I did I heard him mutter "And now I need a new job." All the girls came in laughing and blushing, making sure to high five me on the way to their seats. All the guys came in next. Scorpius and Albus joined me, one on each side of me." The class started and soon Vena, Marla, and Jaiquirie (pronounced jack-er-rie) seemed to know all the answers and no one else got to put in a single word. On the bright side, they were in Hufflepuff so we walked out of there with 70 points more than we came in with. When class was dismissed Scorp, Albus, and I made our way to the Great Hall. Not however, before I stopped right in front of Professor Longbottom and winked while waving and smirking devilishly at him. He rolled his eyes and went back behind his desk to sit. All the girls cracked up. We rushed right out of there as fast as we could. I was starving!

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