2.
The first day of my internship started better. Even though it already was the second day of the schoolyear and Professor McGonagall had given me the previous night a lecture about how being in time is a virtue, I had promised her I would make sure I was on time all the coming weeks.
That was also why I was extra early at breakfast that morning. Instead of sitting down at the Gryffindor table, I walked past the House tables towards the head table. I was already nervous for the morning McGonagall had planned for us, but my nerves worsened when I didn't realise where I was to be seated. You couldn't just sit anywhere you wanted, could you?
My question was answered by a soft, but kind male voice.
"Interns are to sit at the end of the table."
I turned around and in front of me stood a tall, handsome blonde boy. He had extended his hand and with sparkling eyes he welcomed me. "I am Scorpius. Intern Potions."
I shook his hand. "Gwynaeth Cadwallader. Intern Transfiguration."
He laughed softly. "Ah, with our most beloved professor McGonagall. Are you sure you can handle that?"
I grinned. "Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself! Snape? No one could be alive after a couple of hours in the dungeon with him."
Someone coughed behind Scorpius. I glanced over his shoulder and a deadly glare answered mine. "Miss Cadwallader." Severus Snape's face was blank for those who didn't know him that well. But for those who knew him better, the irritation and disapproval dripped of his face. "I see you have met my intern. If you would be so kind as to leave us to breakfast, and return to your own table down there..."
"Ah but Severus," the voice of Minerva McGonagall interfered, "you know that miss Cadwallader is my intern. That gives her permission to sit here." With a sour smile she looked at me while Snape and Scorpius sat down, the latter with a small smile tugging at his lips. "As to you, I expect you in fifteen minutes sharp in my classroom." With a wave of her hand she gestured at the end of the table. "So if I where you I would hurry."
I imagine my eyes must have widened and I hurried down to sit next to Scorpius. Even though he didn't look at me, he didn't even try to hide his smile.
I turned around in my chair, opening my mouth to wipe that smile of his face with some sharp remark, but he was faster. "I would hurry if I were you."
With an exasperated sigh I turned back and breakfasted. After I finished – before the 15 minutes were over – I raised myself up to hurry to the classroom.
I was almost out of the Great Hall when I heard someone calling my name and turned around.
"See you at lunch!" With a flirtatious wink Scorpius returned to his plate.
