Dinner.

I walk in with Theo holding my hand. I had to fight so hard on hiding my wanted/natural reaction. I sit down at his table. New people. Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black, Bellatrix Black, Regulus Black. I do not know the others. Severus sat with us not long after. I slide my book to him.

I slowly put a small piece of meat on my plate. Corn and potatoes join it. A little roll and slices of apple too.

Ignore the looks. I kept repeating it. Lucius eyed me as I ate. Just a girl eating.

"How was your day, Ethriana?" Lucius finally asks.

I swallow my food, slowly, and take a slow drink.

"Good. Got my shopping done and relaxed."

"Where did you go after returning to school? You were gone for hours." He smirks watching me.

"Library. I needed a book for light reading."

"Light?" Theo chokes out while coughing from his drink. "It was huge. How do you read so much?"

"Easily."

"Riana," a voice demands from directly behind me.

I put my goblet down and place my napkin on the table.

"Sirius Black, just the person I need a word with," I drawl while standing.

I turn from him and stride toward the doors. In the hall I glare at him. He seemed shocked.

"What?" he asks innocently.

My hands were on my hips.
"You. I was on a date. You followed us about all day. That alone pisses me off. Then you insult my date," I hiss as he stands with his back to the wall. "You have no right to insult him. He should insult you. You were dragging your date about like she was a doll. You are rude, Sirius Black."

I pause to take a breath. He opens his mouth. I cut him off to continue my rant.

"Where do you get off going around following me? I'm a grown woman. Theodore is a gentleman from a respectable family. He obviously knows how to treat a woman. Unlike you."

He looks shocked that I snapped at him. I turn quickly in my huff and stride back into the Great Hall with my head held high. Sirius Black comes in seconds after me.

I'm stopped by a hand on my arm. He lightly spins me around to face him. I'm frowning.

"I just thought Theo wasn't good enough for you. I was worried about your safety. I didn't mean to offend you," Sirius says.

"Theodore is kind, Black. My safety is under my own control," I drawl coldly.

"Something wrong?" Theodore asks putting his arm around my lithe hips.

Sirius released my arm. He frowned at Theo before turning on his heel. I turn away with Theo and head back to the Slytherin table.

Sirius sent me a glare the next day as he sat down. It softened quickly. We were in D.A.D.A. The Professor was Theodore's older brother. I walked in a little before the bell would ring. Most of the seats were filled. My hair was down covering one side of my face as I focused on reading Severus's Potions book.

"Miss Lothmeirr," Professor Revette says with a bright smile. He doesn't smile much.

My head shoots up with my free hand on the back of the chair I always sit in. In the back of the class. I flush as the whole class turns to look at me.

"Your essay from last class was exquisite," he praises as he comes down between the middle aisle. "Where did you find your information?"

"In one of my books, Sir," I say in my slow, soft, polite drawl with a little hesitation.

"Most of what you wrote about is in Advanced books, Ethriana. Why did you not inform your Head of House that you were in Advanced?"
He was standing right in front of me. My cheeks were almost as red as my hair. I had the book in my hand closed and one finger holding the page open. He was looking down at me like I was his star pupil. That should be Potter or Lily. I was thankful Lily did not have this class with me.

"I like to use my free time wisely, Sir," I say meekly.

"Call me Richard," he says cutting me off.

"Sir, I am not sure that is appropriate. I am a student and you are my teacher. Professor or Sir are the titles required," I state in my strong, normal drawl.

I was not hesitant about correcting him.

"You are dating my little brother. You have every right to call me by my first name," he says with a laugh.

Girls glared at me harder now. I ignore them all and stare Richard Revette in the eyes. I was frowning at him. A few gasps had escaped mouths at the announcement of my new boyfriend.

"That has nothing to do with class, Professor," I say as I frown at the sound erupting in the room. "Excuse me."

I had dismissed him as easily as I dismiss everyone. I slid into my chair and placed my bag on the floor next to my chair. I was not so easily dismissed by him or other boys.

"Ethriana, I must insist that you sit in the front," Professor Revette says pointing to an occupied chair.

"On the contrary. That student is not very good at D.A.D.A. and needs every bit of help they can get. It is proven that students who sit in the front of the class do better and focus more. I need not focus more. I have already read the book for this class and can focus just fine from the back of the class. So I see no just cause for me to take the seat from a student who needs it," I say while looking down at my D.A.D.A. book and highlighting.

Some one snickered and the other burst out in a hearty laugh, no it sounded more like a bark. All eyes fell on the two boys. Potter and Black were basically in hysterics. Revette frowned at the boys.

"On the contrary," Black snivels like he has a stuffed nose. His nose was held up high enough to show the class his bogies. He flipped his shaggy hair as he stuck his chest out.

My face pales. I can feel my eyes burning with fire. I was watching him with my full lips bit down close to thin lines. My knuckles were white. I seethe and try to calm myself. Potter was laughing. July sat next to me in complete fear.

"Oh, Richard," Black crows like a girl trying to flirt. He makes a kissing face at the Professor. "You just know how I want you more than your brother."

My chair was flying across the floor and July struggling to grab hold of me. I was already across the room and reaching for Potter.

He had enough time to get a shocked look. He was shoved from his chair and out of my way with as much ease as I would push a leaf from my face. Sirius Black was smirking and smug.

My tiny fist was flying before Richard Revette could use a spell to stop me. Black fell out of his chair. I was sneering like any great Slytherin. My hand hurt and my knuckles were bleeding. Yes it was my blood.

Black stared up at me shocked. Richard was just as stunned as the other students. The room was silent as I glared down at Black with every bit of hate I could muster. Lily couldn't hold a candle to me when it came to anger and fury. She learned it from me.

"You ignorant pompous fool. To think girls actually like you. You need to learn manners. It is no wonder that you were disowned you fowl prat. You cease to disappoint yourself. You wonder why I never like to speak to boys such as you?" I hiss at him. "I do not speak to gits like you because you make a great arse of yourself endlessly. You do not amuse others on another's behalf. You amuse them because you degrade yourself. You are a disgrace to all pureblood and all men."

I lift my nose and stride over to my spot. July was pale and covering her mouth in horror. I snatch my things and leave for the door.

"I am sorry for the disruption in the class. I shall return tonight for detention," I drawl coldly at the door.

The door closes softly and firmly behind me. I fume as I stride down the hall. Hingleton, my Head of House was in his office. I stride in with grace and my head held high with pride. He frowns.

"What happened?" he asks putting his pen down.

"I believe I am in for detention for a while. I have just punched Black in the face and disrupted my D.A.D.A. class," I state proudly.

"I thought you liked Regulus," Hingleton says with confusion.

"Not Regulus. The Gryffindor git."

Hingleton's lip twitches as he tries to hold his laugh back. He failed. He fell back in his chair laughing so hard tears came to his eyes. I frowned at him. I did not see the humor in this matter. I had just broken a rule. I waited for him to stop and clear his eyes. His face was red from laughter.

"For that I must say you do not deserve detention."

"But, Sir, the rules clearly say that students are not to hit each other."

"Fine one night of detention for disrupting the class," Hingleton says dismissing me. "Now go find something to do until class is over. Go to lunch early."