𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 [ 𝐇𝐏 ] - 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳

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A/N: A little change of POV's here, hope you don't mind (:

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Remus was teaching the third years about grindylows when suddenly, the sound of knocking interrupted the middle of his teaching. " Come in," he said while putting down his book. 

" Sorry Professor, we were caught in the middle of a... a discussion." 

Looking up, Remus was ready to make a remark when his whole body stilled, there stood Atlas Black with his greenish-blue coloured eyes that he was all too familiar with staring at him, his black hair gleamed under the sunlight, revealing a tint of blue. Everything seemed to click in his mind, his eyes, his eyes, though the shape was no where near hers, the colour was the exact same, and his hair was the same as his mother's. Even his mannerisms were scarily accurate, the way he carried himself with his calm composure, the way his hands would twitch while speaking, even the way he stood was the same. The man was about to faint with the information he had received, though he reminded himself that he was a Professor. And Professors do not faint. 

" Erm, are you alright, sir?" asked Atlas, startled by the reaction of the new DADA Professor. It seemed like the world didn't want to give them a break as all the DADA professors he've had so far had been weirdos. Beside him, Eclair looked as if she was going to explode with laughter, her lips were pressed together so tight that it was turning white. Atlas thought she could even be considered a Weasley at the shade of red her face was turning.

" Err, yes of course. Pardon me, please take a seat." said Remus, trying and failing miserably to collect himself as he faced the class again. " Ah yes, as I was saying, the Grindylow is particularly prevalent in , where it displays a large amount of physical variation. It is generally found in still or stagnant water. In more recent years, Grindylows have taken to urban environments such as Porter Beach in the heart of Sheffield..."

The rest of the class went on smoothly, Atlas found himself pleasantly surprised that the new Professor was actually normal, unlike the two others he had encountered before. He reminded himself not to judge anyone so quickly before getting to know them.

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After class ended, Remus immediately rushed back to his office, trying to figure out what was going on or that he was going completely bonkers. 

He flew his drawers open, accidentally stubbing his toe, though he ignored the pain as it wasn't his main priority right now. He threw things out of his once organized drawer, leaving stuff all over the place, he didn't care one bit. He only needed answers. 

He sighed in relief as he opened his photo album, his fingers glided over the cover as he remembered the times where- No. He reminded himself the reason he needed the photos in the first place and quickly flipped the book open until he found what he needed. 

" I knew it." he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. He dropped the album on the floor and fell face first on his bed, " I'm not dealing with this right now. I need sleep... sleep and chocolate." 

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Meanwhile, Atlas was just taking a stroll in the hallways alone when he spotted the cat. It was ginger in colour and its face was slightly squashed, though what bothered Atlas the most was the fact that it was staring right at him with its grey eyes. While its eyes were beautiful, It seemed too human like for his liking.

Atlas stared back at the cat as he was never one to back down from a challenge, he narrowed his eyes as the cat slowly walked towards him, not once breaking eye contact. 

" CROOKSHANKS! Oh thank goodness you're here, I've searched everywhere for you!" a voice suddenly said, causing both the cat and Atlas to jump in surprise. 

Hermione cooed at the cat while petting him, talking to the cat as if it would understand what she was saying. The girl was so focused on her pet cat that she didn't even notice a person in front of her. Atlas took the opportunity to walk away, though not before sending the cat one more glare.

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" I'm telling you, the cat was staring right into my soul, Eclair." 

" Right... cats can totally do that." 

" I'm being serious here! That thing was staring at my soul, Eclair, MY SOUL!"

" Oh would you just stop being so overdramatic, it's just a cat! "

" Yeah, a cat that probably wants to sell my soul to the devil."