Author's Note:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
Okay, FINALLY! I have chapter 3 up! Damn. That took SO long. And it's SOOO short! Don't you just hate writer's block?

And by the way, I'm really sorry for the randomness of my cut off A/Ns. Fanfiction's been doing that a lot lately. =\

But anyway! Hope you like it!

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Corrupted Love – Chapter 3 – Avada Kedavra

Kristen's POV

"Excuse me?"

Kristen perched there on her desk, head bent, trying to compose the millions of confused thoughts forming in her mind. It took all the self-control Kristen possessed – and she didn't have much to start with at any rate – to not knock out every single one of Professor Lestrange's perfectly white teeth. She sufficed on an accusing stare, aimed at her professor's back, as she bent over her desk to retrieve a giant spider enclosed inside a jar.

"Kristen, Kristen. What to think of you?" Lestrange looked up from the jar, that stupid smile still plastered on her too-perfect face. "I always thought you had guts. You're a quidditch star, as I hear. You're the best in Defense class. You can't use one curse, one small little curse, and kill this spider? Quite disappointing."

Kristen looked down again to hide her confused expression. Who the hell is this chick and what does she want from me? She thought angrily.

"Never." She whispered, "Never, ever will I kill something for the fun of it or even worse – for marks."

Lestrange's eyebrows rose as if she was surprised by Kristen's reaction. "Well then, you may leave. But hear me, you may find this year filled with surprises. I can tell you're a smart girl but watch out, something may pop up…quite unexpectedly."

It was Kristen's turn to raise her eyebrows. "What are you trying to say?"

"Oh, only that you and your friends may want to reconsider what you think of me. I can see that none of you trusts me, and I'm intrigued by it. But, know this; I'm not someone people would want to toil with. You'll soon find yourself in a very... servceful position"

"Well, know this; I'm not someone to be made a fool of, and I don't plan on starting any time soon. Keep your comments to yourself, and I'll keep mine…possibly." Kristen hadn't noticed she had closed the gap between the two of them in a few strides, until she was looking her straight in the eye (Professor Lestrange wasn't the tallest witch around.) She stood there, glaring, for a few long seconds, her heart pounding with a mix of anger and … was that fear? She was confused beyond belief and wanted answers – but now was not the time. Kristen turned, with a whip of her hair and a flutter of her robes, and strode to the doorway. She paused there, and looked back, smiling at the look on Lestrange's face.

This'll be fun.

And with that last thought, Kristen left the classroom, heading towards her dormitory to get ready for quidditch before she went to eat dinner.

Finally – a challenge.

Amaya's POV

"You're shitting me!" Amaya blurted out a little too loudly. Students all around the lake looked up from their homework to look at her.

"SHHHHH!!" Kristen waved Amaya down, "No, I'm serious. She actually attempted to make me do it."

Amaya was sure, if not positive, every single face around her showed the exact same emotion. Shock – pure, senseless, shock.

Amaya, Kristen, Rosette, Kaylie, James, Will, Seth, Rose, and Albus were all sitting under the shade of a large tree, down by the lake shore, on the grounds. They had been previously doing homework, but it now laid there forgotten and undone. Kristen had been quick to tell them all to meet her at the lake the day after they met their professor. This tree was their area and no one came close to approaching the group unless invited. The calm lake stretched out before them, sparkling in the late afternoon sun. It was after dinner, and still sunny, so most of the students who had no commitments that night, wandered out and about in the grounds. Tonight though, nothing good came from what Kristen had told them all.

James let out a low whistle when Kristen told them what Lestrange's last words were and what she had said back.

"Hey James, your girlfriend has even more balls than you do!" Will mocked, as everyone laughed at the joke. His black hair caught the slight breeze and was ruffled by it. Amaya suddenly, through her anger, had the oddest urge to sigh in happiness. She loved the way his hair played in the wind…such beauty…

"Thanks Will, thanks." James just shrugged it off, giving Will a punch in the arm and a roll of his eyes and pulling Amaya out of her fantasy. She suddenly remembered where she was, and what her purpose was, and her cheeks flamed red when Will asked her a question.

"Amaya, weren't you saying something at practice yesterday about her? That she was a conniving little bitch or something of that sort?" His eyes looked directly into her's and for a moment she thought she might just faint right there and then. But then she remembered what Will was talking about and flared up instantly.

"UGH! Yeah! She seemed just too …nice. It's way weird of a teacher on the first day to be that nice."

"You're telling me." Kaylie agreed.

"So, what do we do about it?" Albus asked.

"Nothing, right now, right?" Seth asked, hesitantly. He was always so quiet in Amaya's eyes. She always wondered what Kaylie saw in him.

"No, not yet," Kristen answered in her most defiant voice.

"Key word: yet," Rose said.

"Kristen…you're not actually thinking about doing something about her…are you?" Rosette questioned, her eye brows raised.

"Maybe," Kristen simply put it.

"Good, because if we are, I'm so helping," Amaya said excitedly. There hadn't been such drama at Hogwarts since the four of them had put frogs in Professor McGonagall's study, and Amaya was thirsty for it. She lived for this stuff.

"Excuse me?" a third year tapped on James' shoulder. His expression obviously showed he was intimidated by the presence of all the older students.

"What Jacob?" James said, looking slightly irritated.

"Why are you so mean to him!?" Kristen play punched him in the arm, "Sorry, Jacob, was that your name? What's up?" Kristen smiled at him warmly.

"Uh…Professor Lestrange wants all the sixth year gryffindors to go to her room now…" Jacob hesitated as everyone in the group exchanged alarmed looks.

"Alright, thanks Jake," James waved him off. Jacob ran off toward another group of sixth years by the Whomping Willow.

"Well, well," Will started.

"Looks like it's our turn. We'll be the bitchiest bitches in the history of bitching!" James smiled at Kristen for approval. But, instead of hitting him like she always did, she smiled back.

"Professor Lestrange has bitten off more than she can chew this time," was all that she said.

"Come on James, get your fat ass up and let's go," Will said, standing up and walking off with his best friend towards the castle.

"I still can't believe she asked you that though!" Rosette exclaimed from her spot on her bed. The girls were now alone in their dorm room. Rose was off somewhere with her cousin so they had time to talk alone.

"Neither can I. Who does she think she is? She's a new teacher who's just called in her class from break to give them a "test". This is insane!" Amaya ended, slamming her hand down on the textbook she was using as a hard surface to draw on.

"There isn't anything we can do just now," Kristen said sadly.

"There are a lot of things actually. You just don't want to get teachers involved. It's always all about you, isn't it Kristen?" Kaylie implied, giving Kristen a disappointed look.

Kristen looked hurt. "Of course it isn't! I just think it's too early, that's all."

"Sure."

"Kaylie, I don't even have a plan. Every good manipulator has to have a plan! You can't just storm into a room full of teachers and accuse one of them of being evil. It just doesn't work that way!"

"Fine. You've got a point, but I still think you should talk to someone."

"I will. Soon."

"And who might that just be?" Amaya inquired.

"I have no idea."

"Well then you better hurry. We have her the day after tomorrow." Rosette said. She had pulled out her timetable.

"Friday? I won't have anything done by at least December!"

"But we'll be helping, won't we ladies?" Amaya winked at everyone. She really was into this. Anything to bring that disgrace of a teacher down.

"'Course," Rosette answered, winking back.

"Duh," Kaylie simply put it.

"Then it starts – now." Kristen said, turning to stare out the window like she always did when she was deep in thought.

Rosette's POV

The next morning everything was back to as normal as it can get at Hogwarts. The girls were still anticipating what James and Will were going to tell them. Had she put on the same show that she did for Kristen? To be honest, Rosette was scared of this teacher. Rosette was never scared of teachers, just intimidated. But something about Professor Lestrange even made Amaya, Kaylie and Kristen's skin crawl. That was pretty bad.

They had their normal classes, a normal break and well, frankly, an extremely boring day.

Rosette was excited though. Albus had passed her a note in class that had said, "Lake again, after dinner?" Rosette and Albus always went out to the lake for a walk three times a week. They talked, practiced spells, and even splashed around the shore of the lake. It was a safe haven for Rosette, and she loved spending time with Albus. Especially since fifth year happened.

Amaya and Kristen were always at practice and Kaylie had been chosen as a prefect. Rosette had no one in the evenings to talk to, so she usually hung out with Albus and Riku (Seth was a prefect too).

"So Rosette, off with Albus again tonight?" Kristen teased, pulling Rosette out of her reverie. They were walking towards the Great Hall for dinner.

"Ha, ha. Yes, for your information, I am. Since you three aren't going to be in the common room, and it's a nice day out. Albus and I are going out to the lake after dinner. And it's not what you think, if I know what you think. And thrust me. I know."

"We never said anything did we guys?" Amaya asked innocently.

"Heck no! Rosette, you jump to unnecessary conclusions!" Kristen defended, laughing.

"Whatever."

"But…now that you bring it up…"

"What?" Rosette rolled her eyes. She knew what was coming.

"You should really tell him how you feel. Either that or take a page from Kristen's book, and get seriously injured," Amaya said, earning a punch in the arm from Kristen. She rubbed it, and Rosette laughed.

"Kaylie, what do you think I should do?" Rosette looked around hopefully. Kaylie wasn't there.

"Where'd she go?" Amaya said, worried.

"She doesn't have any prefect duties right? Not until like nine o'clock."

"Don't think so…" Kristen answered. She was looking around nervously now, scanning the throng of students in the Entrance Hall, "THERE SHE IS!"

Kristen pointed to where she was standing, in a corner, talking to Seth, and laughing openly.

"Oh…she's not sinking that low!" Kristen whispered, her mouth hanging open.

"I think she is. Oh my Gosh! She just flipped her hair! Guys, we have to get her out before Rose can she her!" Rosette said, already starting off ahead of the other two.

Kristen caught up and took the front, which was probably smart. She knew much more than Amaya or Rosette did.

"KAYLIE!" she called in a loud voice, "THERE YOU ARE!" Kristen walked right up to the two of them, gave Kaylie a swift we-know-what-you-were-doing-and-you're-in-big-trouble look, and Amaya mirrored it. I gave Seth a smile and said, "Sorry Seth, we've gotta borrow our friend here. Do you mind?"

"Nah, go ahead. I have to meet Rose anyway. See you girls," and with a smile and a wave, he left.

Now, the look on Kristen's face was scary. Rosette pulled on Amaya's shirt, tugging her in the direction of an empty classroom. She nodded and they walked over to it, shutting the door closed behind them.

"JUST WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?" Kristen burst.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kaylie said, her nose in the air, "As far as I'm aware, I was having a nice conversation with a friend. What did you think it was?"

"A FLIRT FEST!" Amaya answered her question.

"Don't think so!"

"Oh yes you do! And you were doing it purposely too! Kaylie, you can't do that to a guy who can't even recognize it! It's just playing dirty – for your own gain. Think of Rose! She sleeps in the same room as us! Please don't do this," Kristen pleaded. Wow, she was actually pleading.

"But…it's harder than that, guys!"

"At least make an effort, because right now, you aren't," Amaya argued.

"Please Kay!" Rosette added. She went over to put an arm around Kaylie's shoulders, "We love you, and we don't want to see you like this. And we also don't want your butt whooped."

Kaylie chuckled. Rosette knew she could always make her laugh.

"Can we go to dinner now?" Amaya whined, looking longingly at the door.

"Okay. Fine. You win. I won't even pay attention to him. At all. Promise!" Kaylie put out her pinky finger. The three other girls joined their pinkies with hers and yelled, "PROMISE!," laughing.

"What's to eat?" Amaya said happily, opening the door and leaving for the Great Hall. The other girls laughed and set off after her, giggling the whole way.

Ugh....this is a horrible chapter. Next one will hopefully be a LOT funnier and I may just introduce a special little someone with white-blonde hair. Not saying any more. ;)

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