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Chapter Three - Potion Class

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Penelope Montgomery

-Slytherin
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Bully
-Rich
-Pure blood
-Has friends in high places
-Good student but brags about it

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-That´s Professor Snape´s class… - Heather seems terrified of the room even without stepping inside of it.

Hela smiled and stepped inside, everyone’s whispering, she sits at the front table.

-No way! I ain´t sitting in there..

-Come on Heather how can everyone be more frighten of him than the one-who-shall-not-be-named?

-Professor Snape isn´t scary, he’s a genius- a high pitched voice made Hela turn-Penelope Montgomery, my family knows Severus Snape- she smugly says - Mudbloods can’t understand his intellect-she smirks.

-Shut up!-Heather doesn’t seem affected by it but obviously is offended.

-Oh she’s a mudblood great-she rolls her eyes- you’re ruining the community of magic by practicing something you are not worthy of. 

-Yo girl can you shut it? You´re annoying me-the boy behind her hissed.

She actually shut up but she didn’t seem bothered by him.

Heather gives up and sits next to you.

- Don´t let her know it bothers you

-Easy for you, you’re a pure blood-she leanes on her hand

-I don’t give a crap about it, Heather. I think everyone able to carry a wand can practice magic.The rut they follow it´s another story - she say and she leans on her shoulder.

A door violently opens and a cold wind rushes by you, Heather sits up and touches your arm.

-There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class, as such- Professor Snape pauses and looks around- I don’t expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art the dispersion making, however- he lays eyes on Hela-for those select few how possess the predisposition-he embraces himself with his dark cloak in a defensive way-I can teach you to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses, I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even…-pause-put a stopper in death..

´How dramatic´ Hela thinks to herself.

She pays attention to every word he says as in any other class she has attended to so far.

He’s tall, about 1.85m, has dark silky smooth hair to his shoulders, has a few waves, just one or two, it suits him, its sticking to the sides yet it´s classy.

His presence is proud and superior, everywhere he walks the students lower their heads avoiding eye contact.

-Believe it or not I’m counting the minutes to leave- Heather gets smacked on the head with a book.

-With too much free time in my class Ms.Westwood?-they´re Potion Master´s deep voice echoes through the silent room.

The boy behind you got startled by the sudden movement yet you haven’t moved 

-Ten points from Slytherin

-What?-Penelope questions

-Is there a problem Ms.Montgomery?

-Yes why ten points?

-Five from each-he points at Hela and Heather

-But Hela didn’t do anything-Heather protests still caressing her head

-I´m sure you weren’t talking to the walls Ms.Westwood…or were you?

Heather feels bad for making Slytherin lose points and for dragging her along.

-Now if all questions have been answered, complete your potions.

Heather mouthes Hela a shy “Sorry” and then turns her head to her book, Hel gets her head up to face Professor Snape. He’s wandering through the room when he notices the girl on the front isn’t reading the task she was commanded to. She only notices his presence when the wind caused by his cloak lifts a few strands of her hair.

-Wasn´t I clear Miss Vaughn?

-I´ve finished-she gave him a small almost untraceable smirk.

He’s shocked, she couldn’t be done already, not a first year. He signs for her to step away so he could analyze it. She does as she’s told looks around noticing the entire class watching.

-Very well prepared Ms.Vaughn..for a first year-he flips his hair as he turns away-Five points to Slytherin. Ms.Westwood you’re lucky your desk partner retrieved some of the points you lost from your house-his voice filled with venom.

Heather looks away and Hela faces the Master in front of her, he looked like he was trying to see through her soul with that stern and cold expression of his.  Since you she wasn’t the type to give a challenge up she stared as well. A visible smirk on her lips made Professor Snape tilt his head at the challenge.'How dare you to defy my authority?' She was enjoying it but eventually had to give up, she couldn’t blew it with a teacher, specially the most feared. That act cause a confident smirk from Professor Snape ´How proud is he of winning a stare contest?'she thought.

-Ms.Vaughn?Dismissed, don’t wander around much during my class!-Professor Snape walks to the back of the class not even looking at she.

She gathered her things and get up to leave, Heather looks at her in a pained expression “you’ll be fine” Hela mouths her and she buries her head on her book again making her smile.

She quietly closed the door behind her and head to the dorm ´Yes, he is stern and arrogant but there’s no reason to be terrified of him.Well I wasn’t the one to be smacked to the head though…I wonder the reason of his distant personality´

On her way Hela cross paths with Professor Dumbledore -Good Morning Professor- you greet.

-Good morning Ms..Vaughn am I right?

-Yes

-Aren´t you supposed to be in class for at least…. 5 more .minutes?

-I finished earlier, Professor Snape dismissed me

-Oh I see, well have a good day-he says before walking peacefully to the way she just came from.

She lays in bed and Meduza slides towards her.

-Hey sweetie. How was your day?

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-Really? Well mine was interesting, Slytherin lost five points though. But you know what?Tomorrow we have flying class. It must be awesome.