We reached Dark Arts and sat down. On the plus it couldn't be that much worse than Snape teaching last year. We were some of the last into the room which left only seats near the front of the room open. It seemed no Gryffindor wanted to sit near Amucus Carrow. His reputation preceded him. "Attention class. I am Proffesor Carrow and this is Dark Arts." I turned to Neville. "No duh." I whispered. "Now this year you will be learning many rather new things. This class will be run a little differently and I expect you all to follow expectations. Is that understood?" As if on queue the Slytherins all chorused 'yes professor Carrow.' The Gryffindors said nothing. "You call me the butt-kisser." I joked quietly, receiving a few laughs. "Now why don't we see what you know. What is this spell?" he asked casting the cruciatus at a bird in a cage. "Does he think we're idiots?" Neville shrugged. Multiple Slytherin hands shot up in reply.
"Mr. Malfoy." Amucus said. "The Cruciatus curse, Proffesor." Amucus nodded. "Very good. Ten points to Slytherin." I turned to the surrounding Gryffindors. "Now there's a suckup if I ever saw one. Bloody ferret." We all chuckled until Amucus spoke. "Ms. Potter, do you have something you wish to say? There seems to be a lot of whispering coming from you." I smiled sweetly. "It's nothing professor." He shook his head. "I insist. If you have something to say, we all want to here it." I sighed and against my better judgment spoke. "I was simply informing my fellow classmates that Malfoy, not I was the suck up and reminding them that he is a bloody ferret." I said, my eyes not leaving Malfoy the entire time.
"Watch your mouth Potter. I am no such thing." I rolled my eyes. "Oh really, Malfoy. Then how come you can't help, but suck up to every teacher who ever so much as spoke to your father, hmm? Of course, you don't have much of an example to follow. With your father at his 'lords' beck and call. It's pathetic really. He's a coward, just like you."
"That. Is. Enough. Potter, detention for your outburst and ten points from Gryffindor. I will not here disrespect for the Dark Lord or his followers." I stood. "None of them have earned respect. Voldemort does not deserve the respect of a cockroach. Nor do you or Malfoy!" Neville pulled me back down, but the damage had already been done. I was on the ground writhing in pain in an instant. When the curse let up I hoped onto my feet quickly, not wanting to look weak. I sat back in my seat as Amucus began to teach again as if nothing had happened. The rest of the class went on without incident. I continued to make jokes, but Amucus had learned his lesson and did not comment. The bell rang and I got up to leave.
"Ms. Potter would you please stay a moment... along." he added, glancing at Neville and the others. "Of course, professor." I turned to Neville. "It's alright. I'll see you soon." The classroom emptied before Amucus spoke. "You don't seem to learn Potter. Even after punishment you continued to insult your classmates. I believe a weeks detention would be best." A week?! Was he crazy. "That's insane! Besides they don't deserve anything. They are all slimy gits just like you." I was once again writhing in pain. " I had hoped you would be more agreeable. It seems that is not the case. I will have you know, Potter, the Dark Lord does not take kindly to insult. One more wrong move and he will here about everything. Understood?" I looked up at him and could tell that he meant it. I nodded, not really sure I meant it. "Good, now get out!" I stood up and left the classroom, no need to tell me twice.
I was almost to the great hall for dinner when I heard a voice behind me. "Oi, Potter you think your so big don't you. Your really just a sad excuse for a girl who wants to be famous like her brother. You and him are both useless little twits." I glared at him. "Shut up Malfoy. Your the pathetic little suck up." I saw him pull his wand out and produced mine just in time to block the sectemsepra curse from hitting me dead on. I sent a stunning jinx back which he blocked. We continued to duel and both got pretty scratched up. I had just blocked another nasty curse from Draco and was about to send an equally nasty one back when a voice boomed over our shouting. "ENOUGH!" I looked up to see Snape glaring at both of us. Behind him stood the Carrows.