"Miss Wooch, that is the 5th time this month you have attacked a muggleborn! This sort of behaviour is not tolerated here at Hogwarts!" Professer Snape raged at the 6th year girl in his house, Slytherin.

"Well I'm not tolerating unworthy mudbloods here at Hogwarts!" she snapped back at him and placed her feet on the desk in front of her.

"There is no reason to put yourself higher than any other student just because of your, ehm, short-minded believes," he told her with a sneer, which caused her to jolt from her seat, standing only a nose length away from him, staring into his eyes.

"I'd prefer it if you don't call my family heritage short-minded, Professor," she breathed to him.

"Detention," Snape calmly replied, "my office, Saturday night at 8 o'clock," he finished off.

She kept his gaze for yet a while before taking a few steps back, then nodding at him.

"I won't be late."

Detention that night had been awful. She had even fallen asleep before finishing her job: to clean up and mend all the toilets at Hogwarts, all without magic. The only thing she remembered, was waking up in the girls dormitories in the Slytherin dungeon, not really sure how she'd gotten there. Later, she would suspect Professor Snape to have put her to bed, but on that day, she would never have thought of it.