Minerva and I had to walk Finn back to his shop. He did have a few waters, but I was pretty sure he had slipped a few drops of potion into his cup while I wasn't looking. Minerva and I reached the castle just in time for her to go greet the new first years.
"I'll see you in the Hall Lily." She said, rushing off in a fluster. I quickly ran around the back entrance to the staff table and pulled off my scarf and hat. Opening the door a crack, I could see that all the other years were already seating at their tables. The Hall looked amazing, floating candles and all. I quickly slipped in and sat down in my usual spot next to Snape. He paid no attention to me which was normal. I looked over to my left to see all the other teachers including Lockhart.
There is really no need to recount everything that happened during the feast. It was a normal speech from Dumbledore, sorting, food, and the usual silence between me and Snape. I poked at my salad, thinking hard to myself. My tests were looming up rather quickly and I still felt like a puny little first year. And then there was the whole "professor" thing. What would Dumbledore put me as? The job I wanted was taken by Snape, who obviously didn't want to share. I stabbed my tomato slice with a little too much frustration. I was making a mess. Snape eyed me curiously.
"Surely Miss Evans, you don't expect me to tell you that playing with your food is not the most adult thing to do." He said coldly. I glared at him, but put my fork down all the same. No need to make him right.
"Stabbing vegetables is my way of venting." I said.
"Technically, that is a fruit." Snape said, nodding at the red mess that was a tomato. I looked at him, throwing my hands up in the air.
"I can't even tell them apart anymore!" I said, flopping back in my chair. I noticed a few students's looking at me with rather amused and confused faces. I quickly sat up straight. What a great professor I would make, throwing fits at the high table. Snape sipped his drink, probably muffling a sneer. At least he was trying to hide it. I looked over at Lockhart, who was talking to Minerva, who looked flustered.
"I hate being a TA." I muttered.
"You could at least be grateful for the job." Snape said stiffly. I shot him a glace before justifying myself.
"I am, but I'm forced to work with Lockhart for a whole year, unless Dumbledore gives me my teaching position in the middle of the year." I said, hoping that Dumbledore might have heard the comment.
"I am sure that the two of you will get along fine." Snape said sharply. I swung around, my face beat red.
"That story is the biggest BS I have ever heard. And if you believe that I would so much as think of Lockhart in that way, then you sure as Hell don't know me at all." I snapped. Snape blinked, looking at me with the smallest hint of surprise.
"It never occurred to me that you would." He replied. I sighed, running my hand through my hair.
"I'm sorry. My stress levels are reaching danger point." I said, giving Snape the satisfaction of a small, apologetic smile. He almost smiled back, but turned away. I sighed and started stabbing my potatoes this time against my better judgment. It was then that the huge double doors banged open. Everyone looked up to see a woman around my age walking towards the high table. She was extremely curvy and walked with purpose. She was wearing a very tight black and green dress, her long blonde hair falling past her shoulders. Her cloak billowed out behind her with a perfect wave. I had always wondered how people got their cloaks to do that. She was very pretty. Okay, no, gorgeous.
All the boys whistled as she walked past on her heels, which were too high for any normal person to walk in. She defiantly had a "bad ass" look about her. I was wondering why she was even here and who she was here for when a perfect smile broke out on her face and she broke out into a run, yelling, "SEVERUS!" My mouth opened in shock as she ran up to Snape and threw her arms around him, giving him a huge hug. Snape, to my absolute horror/amazement, smiled back!
It was then that I broke my fork. The woman looked up at me and I swear I saw a look of pure hatred shoot across her face. But it quickly changed as she stood up straight. She quickly grabbed Snape by the hand and started pulling him out of the hall.
"Just going to borrow your potion's professor for a moment everyone!" she called, waving as she led Snape away, still holding his hand. I stood up saying, "Now wait just a moment-", but the door slammed shut behind them.
The entire hall was silent in shock. I stood there, looking at where Snape and his "friend" had vanished. Everyone's eyes went to me and I just stood there, feeling embarrassed. I pulled my robe off my chair, knocking it over with a bang. I then left the hall, an unexplainable fury making me slam the door as hard as I could as I left.