Maleficent gathered her books and dashed out of the common room, heading for Transfiguration. She was afraid that she would be late. When she arrived at class, she noticed that most of the other students had already arrived. There were two chairs left, both side by side at the back of the class. Maleficent moved over to one and took her seat. She looked around and saw that Severus had not arrived yet. Then she noticed that there was only one chair left and it was next to her. She thought this might be a good opportunity to make a new friend. Severus arrived a few moments later. He took a seat next to Maleficent. But, before Maleficent could speak to him, Professor McGonagall entered and closed the door.
Professor McGonagall quickly told the class that any funny buisness was not allowed and they would leave if they disrupted the class. Then she set them all to trying to turn a match into a needle. Maleficent had never tried to do that before. She was concerned but managed to produce a satisfactory needle. The professor awarded five points to Slytherin for her good work. Severus, on the other hand, was having very little success in this endeavor. His match still looked like a match. There was no change at all in it. He glanced over at Maleficent's successful needle and sighed. As class was dismissed, he tossed the match back on the professor's desk and quickly left the room. Maleficent watched as he flew out of the room.
Maleficent gathered her books and headed down to Potions. Outside the door, she saw Severus waiting, alone. Slowly she approached him. He glanced at her. "Um....hello. I see you're in Slytherin as well. I'm Maleficent DuGall," she said timidly. He faced her, a look of annoyance apparent in his eyes. "Hello, Maleficent," he mumbled. He had a sexy, deep voice, even for such a young man. "What is your name?" she asked, even though she already knew it. Severus thought for a minute and said, "I think you already know it."
Maleficent cocked her head to one side, a look of intense thought on her face. "How did you know that I already knew you name?" she thought to herself. She heard a voice in her mind. "I knew you knew my name because I've been listening to your thoughts for a while now," the voice said. Maleficent recognized the voice. It belonged to Severus. Maleficent couldn't believe it! He could speak to her through her mind. She wondered how long he'd known this. He must have read that thought too because he replied mentally, "Ever since I saw you at the Sorting Ceremony. You wanted to get to know me and you were sincere about it. No one else has ever really wanted to get to know me." Maleficent looked into his eyes and mentally said, "I do, Severus. From the moment I saw you I wanted to find out more about you."
Severus was a bit shocked. For once in his life, someone actually cared about him. Someone actually wanted to get to know him as he really was. He wasn't at all sure of what to make of this. He entered the Potions classroom with Maleficent and they took a seat at the same table near the back of the class. Maleficent discovered in this class that she was not very good at potion-making. However, Severus was a natural with it. He helped her out during the class. They agreed to study together. He would help her with Potions and she would help him with Transfiguration. It seemed like an unusual friendship had been born.
Professor McGonagall quickly told the class that any funny buisness was not allowed and they would leave if they disrupted the class. Then she set them all to trying to turn a match into a needle. Maleficent had never tried to do that before. She was concerned but managed to produce a satisfactory needle. The professor awarded five points to Slytherin for her good work. Severus, on the other hand, was having very little success in this endeavor. His match still looked like a match. There was no change at all in it. He glanced over at Maleficent's successful needle and sighed. As class was dismissed, he tossed the match back on the professor's desk and quickly left the room. Maleficent watched as he flew out of the room.
Maleficent gathered her books and headed down to Potions. Outside the door, she saw Severus waiting, alone. Slowly she approached him. He glanced at her. "Um....hello. I see you're in Slytherin as well. I'm Maleficent DuGall," she said timidly. He faced her, a look of annoyance apparent in his eyes. "Hello, Maleficent," he mumbled. He had a sexy, deep voice, even for such a young man. "What is your name?" she asked, even though she already knew it. Severus thought for a minute and said, "I think you already know it."
Maleficent cocked her head to one side, a look of intense thought on her face. "How did you know that I already knew you name?" she thought to herself. She heard a voice in her mind. "I knew you knew my name because I've been listening to your thoughts for a while now," the voice said. Maleficent recognized the voice. It belonged to Severus. Maleficent couldn't believe it! He could speak to her through her mind. She wondered how long he'd known this. He must have read that thought too because he replied mentally, "Ever since I saw you at the Sorting Ceremony. You wanted to get to know me and you were sincere about it. No one else has ever really wanted to get to know me." Maleficent looked into his eyes and mentally said, "I do, Severus. From the moment I saw you I wanted to find out more about you."
Severus was a bit shocked. For once in his life, someone actually cared about him. Someone actually wanted to get to know him as he really was. He wasn't at all sure of what to make of this. He entered the Potions classroom with Maleficent and they took a seat at the same table near the back of the class. Maleficent discovered in this class that she was not very good at potion-making. However, Severus was a natural with it. He helped her out during the class. They agreed to study together. He would help her with Potions and she would help him with Transfiguration. It seemed like an unusual friendship had been born.