"Be save,"
"I will"
"And don't do anything stupid!"
"I won't"
"And send me an owl when you arrived safely!"
"Yes, Mom" Christine rolled her heterochromia iridis eyes.
"I'm sorry, but someone has to look after you," I told her, now teasingly pushing her arm and smirking.
"I know and I appreciate that you do," she said hugging me
It was one of the rare moments, in which Christine actually showed how much she worshiped our friendship.
"Have a nice Christmas," she yelled as she started to walk out of the front door.
"You too and hug Lawrence from me," I yelled back and we both waved.
I watched her as she left and suddenly felt a presence behind me.
"Being sentimental, (Y/L/N)?" I heard the potions master ask behind me.
"Indeed not," I responded coldly, not turning around. I didn't want to show any weakness in front of my ice-cold professor.
"Of course not," he responded dryly.
"I don't quite get why my mental state would awaken your interest anyways. Yes, you are my head of the house, but it's not like you ever cared before, sir. Not that I'm judging you I don't care about myself either and most definitely wouldn't in your position," I coldly said, while facing him.
"Starting to get realistic, are we (Y/L/N)?" he questioned sarcastically. Obviously unimpressed raising an eyebrow.
"Indeed," I looked at him. "Have a great day, professor," I added calmly and actually sincerely. Then I left, without giving him the chance to respond.
My decision about what to do with the rest of the day was pretty clear: d.a.d.a. and getting my muggle fighting skills up again. Yeah, I wasn't too bad at kung fu and martial arts once... ;) I headed straight to the corridor holding the room of requirement. Walking up and down the corridor thinking of a decent training room a door appeared to my right.
"Nice"
I opened the heavy wooden door walking in. It was perfect for both physical and magical training.
I went completely nuts on the punching bags and cursed all of the mannequins several times. After two hours I was entirely exhausted and headed towards the Slytherin common room. I took a nice little shower and went straight to bed afterward. My last thoughts before I drifted off to sleep were about Christine and how she would handle things.
(A/N) Sorry for not updating as planed. My phone and laptop are both broken and I'm using a friend's computer right now... I hope I will be able to afford a new phone soon. 'till next week to everyone, who actually reads any of my weird stuff. =)
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Fanfiction(y/n) (y/l/n) is a seventeen-year-old, sixth-year student at Hogwarts. (one year above the golden trio) Being a muggle-born Slytherin, she ain't got many friends. As she is quite sarcastic, but still a great student, she wouldn't have any problems...
