Leave Me Alone (Please Don't Go...) [A Draco Malfoy Love Story]

A New Professor

Professor Dunson and Terry Boot's pictures at to the right :)

Millie's POV

Finally realising the time, I gulped down the remainder of my pumpkin juice and slung my bag over my shoulder before poking Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny in the back as way of encouraging them to hurry before setting off for the Third Floor. There was already a queue outside of the door of the DADA classroom, seventh years and sixth years included. I had to admit it was really quite strange noticing Ella Jo and Alice Tolipan talking to Pavarti Patil. I wondered for a while how they all met until I remembered them sitting in the great hall a couple of months ago.

I looked away quickly so that no one saw my stinging eyes. I have to stop that, now isn't the time to grieve.

"Hey Millie," Ginny dumped her bag onto the floor next to me and leaned against the war. "Heard about the new teacher?"

"Nope, though I think his name is Professor Dontsun or something."

"It's Dunson I think, I heard from Lavender that he's very attractive," Ginny replied, wiggling her eyebrows.

I snorted, "yeah, sure."

"Tall, dark hair, smart..."

"Alright, calm down Ginny, if he's hot I'll give you a cookie."

"Fine"

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Ginny looked at me smugly from across the classroom as our new professor descended the stairs from his office at the front of the class. Damn, he was attractive. His almost black hair sat clumsily on his head as the curls refused to let it lie flat. His eyes were a grey/green colour and he wore a long black over coat, a black muggle suit rather than the dress robes most teachers wore, with a (very fitted) white shirt underneath. He smiled at the class, showing dimples that did not belong on a grown man. As he reached his new desk at the front of the class he threw his coat over the chair, turned to face the class and clapped his hands together. He screamed enthusiasm and you couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Right everyone! My name is Professor Dunson and it may take me a little while to learn your first name but I will get there! So, since I don't really know what stage everyone is at, due to many reasons, we’re going to start today with a lesson on patronuses."

He paused for a moment, surveying the classroom. "First of all, what do you know about them?"

Hermione's arm shot into the air.

"Miss Granger, I presume," he chuckled. "So what information do you have to provide us with?"

I looked at Hermione sitting next to me and could tell she was dying to get started. She sat on the edge of her seat. "They come in both non-corporeal and corporeal form. Non-corporeal comes in the form of a silver vapour, and whilst will work against dementors and lethifolds, are not nearly as powerful as corporeal ones. They come in the form of animals that reflect the castor's personality. Animagi's patronuses usually reflect their animagi form." 

"Very good Miss Granger, five points to Gryffindor. Now this lesson we will be working on using patronuses to send messages to one another. Some of you may already know how to do this but it doesn't matter, you can help the others."

"Can you show us an example, sir?" Pavarti asked.

He smiled again. "Of course."

With that he pulled his wand out of his pocket, waved it quickly and watched as a German Shepherd appeared out of the end, it's tongue hanging out of its mouth in a grin that looked just like the Professor's. It opened its mouth and its deep voice filled the room.

"My name is Alexander and my mother still irons my socks."

The class laughed before breaking into applause. The Professor took a small bow before shushing everyone again.

"This method of communication was invented and developed by Albus Dumbledore and was originally only used by members of the Order of the Phoenix, but adapted a few months ago by the ministry of magic when hunting down Death Eaters."

"I am aware that many of you know how to cast one, if not all of you, but I don't think you know how to of carrying messages."

"As I know very few of your names, I would like you to line yourselves up in order of your birthday's and then I will put you into pairs. And remember to push your desks back so you can practise in the middle of the room."

A horrible screeching sound followed as everyone rushed to push their desks back and to put themselves into line. I found myself standing next to Terry Boot; he smiled at me from underneath his auburn hair. I smiled back.

"Good holiday?" He asked.

"Emm, alright I guess, yours?"

"Horrible really, had to dig out all of my school stuff from the attic, turns out or cat had peed all over them and I had buy everything again, you I did manage to get rid of a horrible set of dress robes."

I laughed; I'd forgotten how much I liked Terry. He was cute too.

I noticed Malfoy stand by my other side. Oh god, anyone but him! This was like some cruel twist of fate, wasn't the heroine supposed to like the handsome prince and avoid the bad guy? Well, I guess I already knew my life wasn't exactly a fairy tale.

I tried to count down the line to figure out who I was to be paired with. I counted again, not happy with the outcome so I tried to count again. And again. In fact I kept going until Terry was grouped with Lisa and I tried to hide my internal groan.

“Miss Summers and Mr Malfoy please pair up and stand in the far corner.”

For fuck sake.   ____________________________________________________________________________   Sorry guys! It's been ages! I've just been busy with school and exams and stuff so... Yeah, sorry -.- Please review :D