By the time detention rolled around, Corina's head was spinning with all the versions of the fight that had happened. Walking in, she let out a small sigh. As the night before, Snape was at his desk. Although, this time, he was not grading papers. He looked like he was simply waiting for her.
Snape noted that Corina had not gone to the hospital wing for her injuries from the fight. He'd ask her about that later, though. "Come here." He said, moving to stand in front of his desk. Doing as she was told, she moved slowly towards the front. "Why were you and Ms Jacobs fighting this afternoon?" His voice was low, and his eyes flickered between his usual glare and curiosity.
Blinking, Corina stared at him a moment. "I'm sorry? Shouldn't Nina have been more then happy to tell you?" She asked, wondering why on Earth he was asking her.
"She was reluctant to say much of anything." He responded. "Now, tell me. Why were you two fighting?"
"She started making comments about that damn rumor, and my prank in class. I got upset and sarcastic back. Told her that she shouldn't be jealous of some lame rumor, and that her and Jordyn would make such a cute couple. Seeing as, ya know, Jordyn is the one who thought it up. I don't think she liked I insulted her intelligence, either..." She said somewhat quietly, expecting Snape to be upset. Nina was a Slytherin, after all.
"I see." Snape replied, raising an eyebrow. Just as he opened his mouth to say something else, they heard the door open. Turning, Corina was surprised to see Nina. It seemed she had gone to Madam Pomfrey. "I see you finally decided to join us." He said to Nina, who was walking towards the front. As she saw Corina, she chuckled lightly to herself.
"Something funny?" Corina snapped, glaring.
"Let's just get this over with."
"Tonight, Ms Bates, you will be organizing my store room." Snape told her smoothly, ignoring their bickering. "And you, Ms Jacobs will be cleaning the desks, and chairs." the look on Nina's face showed that she felt she shouldn't have to. "You will be done with your detention when you are done with your task, so I suggest you get started."
Corina didn't bother to hover. She went straight towards where Snape's storage room was. Opening the doors, she groaned. She'd be here all night! Shaking her head, she was determined to get started. He didn't specify how he wanted it organized, so she would take the liberty on deciding that. Pulling her hair up into a pony tail, she figured that it would be easiest to go buy alphabetically. Seeing as some of the ingredients she wasn't sure of the use for.
Nina, on the other hand, sulked for a moment. Cleaning was for house elves! After a quick glare from Snape, however, she moved to find something to clean with. It took her a moment, but she found a rag and bucket with water.
As the girls worked, Snape started brewing yet another potion for Madam Pomfrey. It seemed first years were getting more and more injuries that year. It was going to become bothersome. Sighing, he focused on his work.
Before Nina knew it, she had finally cleaned the last desk and chair. Smiling, she stood up straight and approached Snape. "I'm done." She grinned, happy that she could now go back to the Slytherin Common Room. Glancing over to Snape's store room, she had a feeling Corina would be there for some time.
"I expect you to be on time tomorrow." Snape told her simply, not looking up from what he was doing. His potion was about done, yet he had no desire to chat with her.
Nina sighed and nodded before walking out. She'd been there for close to two hours. Two hours too long. Part of her wished there was a way to see what was going on in there without having detention.
Hearing that Nina was done, Corina sighed. She hadn't gotten all that far. How he managed to find anything in that room was a mystery to her. It was a mess, but maybe that was becuase she was used to having things a certain way. She was moving things around at the moment, not even working on putting them in the right order. Hopefully he'd give her the next detention to work on it and not make her stay all night. She did have to be up in the morning for classes.
Snape finished his potion and bottled it up, planning to give it to Madam Pomfrey the next day. His gaze moved to where Corina was working quietly. Now that Nina was gone, he was free to finish his questions from earlier. Moving towards the storage room, he stood in the door way. "Ms Bates?"
Corina hadn't heard him come up behind her, causing her to jump. Putting her hand over her heart, she turned to face him and shook her head. "You scared me." Letting out a breath, she glanced at the bottle in her hand. "I'm working as fast as I can. It's a mess in here."
He raised an eyebrow at her. "I wanted to continue our discussion from earlier." He admitted. "I'm curious. Why did you not go to the hospital wing?" Her lip was bruised, and cut, she had the start of a black eye, and her cheek was slightly bruised.
"I didn't see the point. Besides, I had to explain everything to Professor McGonagall, and she even asked me if the rumor was true. I didn't feel like repeating that with Madam Pomfrey." She shrugged, turning back to her work. "Besides, it doesn't really bother me."
"You didn't get help for your injuries because you didn't feel like explaining how you got them...?" The logic didn't make much sense to him.
Corina didn't bother to turn back around, trying to get her work done. "Exactly."
Snape sighed and walked away. She was stubborn, that was for sure. Moving towards where he kept his potions, he found one that might help her. He didn't even know why he was helping her, exactly. He just knew he wanted to. Staring at the vial a moment, he turned and entered the storage room once more. "Drink this. It'll speed up the healing time." It's not like they would just disappear over night, but it would help things along.
Turning around, Corina raised an eyebrow at him. "Why are you giving me this?" She asked, slowling taking the vial out of his hand. As she did, her hand brushed his. Instead of answering, his eyes scanned her face once more before he turned and walked out. Leaving her in silence, staring at where he'd been (again), he figured there was no use getting any closer to her.