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Chapter 21 - The selection

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-'He's always drinking something.'

-'Maybe you should stop staring?.'

     The great hall was full of the meal's scent, which entered everyone's nostrils, right after stepping inside. Pansy and Adrian had a conversation per usual, Draco and his goons snickering about something as always. You weren't in the mood to eat, the dream long forgotten, but still somewhere in the back of your head.

    Pansy nudged your shoulder, in attempt to get you out of your thoughts, in which she succeed.

-'Are you alright? You haven't touched anything.'

   Now Adrian was also staring, along with a few Slytherins in the front row. You nodded your head and faked a smile, grabbing some pumpkin pie with ease. Pansy wasn't convinced, however she casted one more glance and continued her dialogue with Adrian.

   Out of boredom, your eyes started to dart everywhere, stopping on a few chocolate ones, which were staring for a while now. Hermione slightly waved, a faint visible smile on her face. You waved back, noticing pinkish tint on her cheeks.

    Before you could do anything, Harry turned Hermione to him and started talking, or that's what you thought was happening. Hermione blushed dark red and smacked Harry on his arm, him surprised, whimpering quietly in pain. Hermione didn't look up for the next few minutes, trying to hide her face.

-'Oh no, first lesson is Moody's. This is hell!.'

You grabbed the parchment from Adrian and looked at the time table. It really was Moody's lesson, filled with other dreading lessons for a day.

-'It really is hell. Snape after Moody?! You're kidding me.'

Adrian scoffed and felts a presence from the behind.

-'Talking about me champs?! Do you need lessons apart from Defense against the dark arts?!.'

You, Adrian and Pansy whipped your heads at Alastor Moody, standing behind your seats and usually glaring at everyone in front of him.

-'No sir. It's alright.'

He eyed you slightly, looking inside your soul and getting a weird expression on his face.

-'Good. Today's lesson will be very interesting. Hope you will like it.'

Then he pulled of an annoying smirk and went to the entrance, with lameness. Adrian had a sweat forming on his forehead and everything was because of the terrifying appearance of Alastor mad eye moody.

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The slow walking to class made everything worse, Gryffindors and Slytherins were like sloths, lazily walking somewhere. But the difference was that, laziness didn't exist in this moment. It was only fear.

-'What are we scared of? It's just a lesson!.'

Adrian tried to lift up the mood 'positively' but failed. Even if the most positive person in the world said something promising, it would just shutter in pieces.

-'Alastor Moody.'

He said and looked at Adrian in his soul. Then he turned back and wrote 'Moody' on the board with chalk.

-'I am the new Defense against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me to. Any questions?!' He looked around the class and mumbled somethings, which you didn't hear because you were sitting with Adrian in the last row. 'Ministry thinks that you are too young to learn this, but i think otherwise! How many unforgivable curses are there?!?!.'