𝗔𝗧𝗬𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗔, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿
49 - ❝SPOILED DADA LESSON❞
"𝐼 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔" - 𝐹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒾𝓈 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 ; 𝑀𝒾𝓉𝓈𝓀𝒾
YOU WERE ALL NOW IN DADA, WAITING FOR LUPIN TO STROLL IN LIKE HE USUALLY DOES.
you had grown rather fond of the odd professor.
though it may just be circumstance as, after all, none of your previous two professors had stayed longer than a year and the two of them were both utterly useless and the first was even a pawn to voldemort, so yeah, you didn't really have great experience with the defence against the dark arts.
and maybe you also like lupin for the fact he's a werewolf. in your mind, that's pretty damn flamboyant.
his sound, too, though.
it was soft, melodic, fatherly. a similar sound to that of oyakata-sama's, though not quite as pure. while it was pure, there were twinges of sadness, revenge and anger. something oyakata-sama's held none of. his sound was entirely pure, soft and kind. not the slightest bit of any negative emotion lingering. what else you could you expect, though?
so you'd learnt to look forward to defence against the dark arts, maybe even more so than any other lesson. not that that was hard to beat.
the door opens and you perk up, grinning, only to be massively disappointed by the appearance of the greasy potions master.
you frown in distaste and disappointment.
he slams the door shut, closing each shutter on the window with a swish of his wand as he walks passed, making the room darker than ever, you roll your fuschia eyes/
he rolls up to the front, pulling down a robe and a projection screen tumbles down.
"turn to page 394"
you cross your arms, pulling a face and mocking his words, very slowly turning the page, going from page one and going page by page.
"if you feel the need to mock me, miss uzui, you can do it detention"
you roll your eyes, and even though he was turned around, it was as if he could her you doing it.
"detention, miss uzui, and 5 points from gryffindor for your attitude"
your mouth drops open, but you just make another face, mocking him silently again, flipping to the page and sulking back. luckily, this time snape ignored your mockery.
he walks down the aisle, harry looks out at him, "excuse me, sir. where's professor lupin?"
"that's really not your concern, is it, potter?" snape says.
you raise an eyebrow,
it is, really
snape starts to walk again, "suffice it to say your professor finds himself incapable of teaching.. at the present time. turn to page 394"
he turns the projector on in the back before whisking ron's pages to the right one since he was just flipping through them boredly, you snort slightly.
ron looks down at the page, "werewolves?" he reads out in confusion.
you look down at your own page, not having even looked at it when you flipped to it.
you raise an eyebrow, but narrow your eyes on snape, listening to his sound.
his sound was a little harder to hear, buried behind walls and barriers, but you could hear it. just like you could hear everything.
his sound was, well.. interesting.
it was mostly dark, filled with revenge, agony, loss, grief, anguish, anger and pain. an interesting mix, yet not really a shocking one.
though as you strained your ears slightly and listened closer, you could hear another sound behind it, a smaller, frail one. this one sounded of love, obsession and sorry. you raise an eyebrow, pursing your lips slightly and pulling yourself from his sound with a small grimace.
"but sir, we just started learning about red caps and hinkypunks"
you glance to the side, hermione was now seated at an empty table next to yours and harry's. you had taken a seat next to harry since hermione wasn't there. harry and ron looked bewildered.
"we're not meant to start nocturnal beasts for weeks"
"quiet" snape hisses, you roll your eyes.
"when did she come in? did you see her come in?"
harry shakes his head dumbfoundedly.
"now, which one of you can tell me the difference between an animagus and a werewolf?"
hermione sticks her hand up.
"no one?" snape faces the front, you sneer.
"how disappointing" he says simply.
you scoff quietly.
"please, sir" hermione interrupts, "an animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal. a werewolf has no choice. with each full moon, when he transforms, he no longer remembers who he is. he'd kill his best friend. furthermore, the werewolf only responds to the call of it's own kind"
draco makes a mocking howling sound, you smirk slightly,
"thank you, mr. malfoy. that is the second time you've spoken out of turn, miss granger. are you incapable of restraining yourself or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?"
you kiss your teeth silently, giving snape a heavily judgemental look.
"he's got a point, you know" ron leans over, you shake your head.
"five points from gryffindor" you roll your eyes as he turns around,
that's 10 points in one lesson. 2 minutes in
"as an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by monday morning.. two rolls of parchment on the werewolf," everyone groans out, "with the particular emphasis on recognizing it"
you were very sulky. you hated homework. it was stupid. you already learnt for hours on end at school so why on earth did you need to do more of it?
and it was in no way fair on you. it's not your fault you got dropped here, so why should you be condemned to school? you never went to school before this, being too busy training with your father and siblings, though there were some occasional lessons.
tengen and hinatsuru had tried to get you into a school, but to no avail, so you continued your duty as a demon slayer.
"sir, it's quidditch tomorrow" harry whines.
snape places his hands on harry's desk, leaning forward, you lean away,
pedophile-
"then i suggest you take extra care, mr. potter. loss of limb will not excuse you. page 394"
you mock him silently yet again, leaning back over.
"the term 'werewolf'.. is a contraction of the anglo-saxon word 'wer'"
you look down at the piece of paper draco had blown over to harry.
"which means 'man' and 'wolf' . werewolf, man wolf"
draco smirks at you both, you eye him up and down with an glint in your eyes, she flushes, crossing his arms and looking away. you smirk, mission achieved.
"there are several ways to become a werewolf"
harry un-scrunches the paper, it was a moving drawing of harry getting struck by lightning on his broom, you deadpan.
"they include being given the power of shape-shifting.. being bitten by a werewolf.."
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date posted ; 8/11/22
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