You can hinder me, but you'll never stop me

How To Deal With Idiot Adults, A Manual By Severus Snape

Jennifer sat at her desk in the detention hall. She kept writing the same sentence, over and over again. "I will not get into fights." It read. She'd been at it for almost an hour now, and her brow furrowed even further as her hand began to cramp. She was toning out most of the continues prattling of the teacher she was serving detention with. Severus had been less than impressed with her for fighting, although there was a glint of... something else, something positive, when the 'fight' was recalled. It confused her, what she'd seen in his face, but what was even stranger was that Malfoy had been staring at her with no small amount of awe, only to turn away when he realized his staring was seen by her.

"...And then I defeated the troll by using an immobilus spell on it!" Lockhart dramatically finished.

She looked at the man with a deadpan look and said, "But I thought the skin of trolls were to thick for any magic to take hold on it? The only way you could have immobilized it, would be by spelling the floor."

The man flushed bright red, "Of course- Of course, that is what I meant by that! I- I spelled the floor with a delic planet terra spell."

"Delictum planeta terra. And those are not strong enough to hold something like a fully-grown mountain troll. An al'ard alssayila, also known as a liquid ground spell would work much better, simply due to the fact that the floor will not rise up, but collapse in on itself, giving it the additional strength of the earth around it before hardening. On top of that, it works with any type of flooring and only activates when pressure is added to the spelled piece of flooring."

She went back to her piece of parchment, noting it almost full. She grabbed a new piece and began writing again.

Lockhart needed a few seconds to find his voice again, which was a blessing for Jay since the man really couldn't keep his mouth shut for a single moment. "How do you know these things, my dear girl?"

"I read." She replied, not looking up from her parchment.

"Ah, well. You know, I've heard lots of things about you, top of your classes, sister of the boy who lived..." He began con.

"Yes, and?" She really wished the mad would beat around the bush so much, there were still things she wanted to do tonight, and listening to this idiot trying to appeal to her ego was not on her planning.

"There have been some issues with the uh..."

"Come... come here... I want to tear you apart... I want to rip you open... I want to kill you..."

Jay looked up in alarm, "What was that?"

Lockhart looked confused, "What was what?"

"That, that voice..." She was now looking frantically around the classroom, having gotten up from her chair.

"What are you talking about Jennifer? Did you fall asleep for a little bit? Dear me! Look at the time, we've almost been here for four hours! Time just flew by, didn't it?"

"What? No, we've only been here for..." She looked at the clock and realized he was right.

"I will tear you open..."

"There it is again!" She cried, looking around for the source of the voice.

"There is what again?" Lockhart was now looking around to, while casting a few worried looks at his student.

"The voice! Can you not hear it?"

"I don't hear anything..."

She took a few shaky breaths, trying to calm herself.