Dinthondiel screwed up her face and tried to think of a way to get
Balevagorien out of trouble. Suddenly an old charm she had learnt in the
first year came back to her. It involved copying writing from one place and
making it reappear in a different place. The only problem was that there
wasn't actually anything to copy. Dinthondiel screwed up her face and drew
a deep breath. There was nothing she could do about it, she would just have
to hope that whatever she had copied last time was suitable work for a
potions lesson. She grabbed a roll of parchment and whispered as quietly as
she could manage whilst wiggling her wand over the page. Quickly she
slipped the paper over the top of Balevagorien's and smiled innocently at
Snape.
"Well, this is interesting I'm sure, however, not what I set I believe." Snape jeered at the three.
"I quote," he snarled, with a twisted smile on his face. "The best way to find yourself a suitable boyfriend is to act cool and don't appear overly keen."
Dinthondiel gasped in shock, Balevagorien groaned and lowered her head into her ands but Lostiaiel couldn't smother a quick giggle. Snape raised his eyebrows. He was quite obviously enjoying this torture.
"Boys only get embarrassed if a girl is too obviously in love with them, however, if the boy makes the first move the girl should not be afraid to make further approaches."
"Oh no," groaned Dinthondiel, she remembered where this text had been copied from. It was partly from "Teenwiz" the magazine, and partly a letter she had written to Lostiaiel. This could only get worse.
"Hey Lossie," continued Snape. "How about trying that trick with Thinarodion, on second thoughts, every time you see that 'hunk of a quidditch player' you melt so you probably couldn't manage the first bit."
Lostiaiel was no longer laughing and the other two looked completely devastated. The Slytherins of course were enjoying it all immensely and the Gryffindors were shooting the girls sympathetic glances mixed with anxiety as to what Snape would think up to punish the girls this time.
"Well girls," spat Snape, "I think we have heard quite enough and I wouldn't want to embarrass you any more would I," he smirked. "An hours detention and five points each from Gryffindor. That will teach you to talk through my lessons."
The girls looked at each other in total despair.
"I am so sorry," whispered Dinthondiel, blaming herself.
"No," muttered Balevagorien looking miserably at the floor, "It's not your fault, at least you tried."
"Yeah, you tried, and anyway, it's only an hours detention and I'm sure that we will be able to earn those points back soon enough, its only fifteen all together." Sympathised Lostiaiel.
The school bell rang from the hall above them signalling the end of the lesson. There was a hurried scuffling of chairs as all the Griffindors tried to get out of the room as fast as the could.
"Just one moment class," called Snape, stretching out his words in an extremely aggravating way. "Your extra potions lessons will replace all Care of Magical Creatures lessons this term."
There were various gasps from around the room and Alklithion, who was, yet again, next to the girls, could be heard through the disgruntled babble.
"It's just because Snape hates Hagrid! I'd bet my broomstick that Snape had a lot to do with this!"
Balevagorien groaned and put her head in her hands again. Imcamiel walked over to the girls looking sympathetic.
"It just isn't your day today is it?" She commented, putting her arm around Balevagorien's shoulders and hugging her. The other two girls followed suit and they left the room looking slightly more cheerful. As they left Tarakal and Alklithion glanced at each other and followed hurriedly.
"Well, this is interesting I'm sure, however, not what I set I believe." Snape jeered at the three.
"I quote," he snarled, with a twisted smile on his face. "The best way to find yourself a suitable boyfriend is to act cool and don't appear overly keen."
Dinthondiel gasped in shock, Balevagorien groaned and lowered her head into her ands but Lostiaiel couldn't smother a quick giggle. Snape raised his eyebrows. He was quite obviously enjoying this torture.
"Boys only get embarrassed if a girl is too obviously in love with them, however, if the boy makes the first move the girl should not be afraid to make further approaches."
"Oh no," groaned Dinthondiel, she remembered where this text had been copied from. It was partly from "Teenwiz" the magazine, and partly a letter she had written to Lostiaiel. This could only get worse.
"Hey Lossie," continued Snape. "How about trying that trick with Thinarodion, on second thoughts, every time you see that 'hunk of a quidditch player' you melt so you probably couldn't manage the first bit."
Lostiaiel was no longer laughing and the other two looked completely devastated. The Slytherins of course were enjoying it all immensely and the Gryffindors were shooting the girls sympathetic glances mixed with anxiety as to what Snape would think up to punish the girls this time.
"Well girls," spat Snape, "I think we have heard quite enough and I wouldn't want to embarrass you any more would I," he smirked. "An hours detention and five points each from Gryffindor. That will teach you to talk through my lessons."
The girls looked at each other in total despair.
"I am so sorry," whispered Dinthondiel, blaming herself.
"No," muttered Balevagorien looking miserably at the floor, "It's not your fault, at least you tried."
"Yeah, you tried, and anyway, it's only an hours detention and I'm sure that we will be able to earn those points back soon enough, its only fifteen all together." Sympathised Lostiaiel.
The school bell rang from the hall above them signalling the end of the lesson. There was a hurried scuffling of chairs as all the Griffindors tried to get out of the room as fast as the could.
"Just one moment class," called Snape, stretching out his words in an extremely aggravating way. "Your extra potions lessons will replace all Care of Magical Creatures lessons this term."
There were various gasps from around the room and Alklithion, who was, yet again, next to the girls, could be heard through the disgruntled babble.
"It's just because Snape hates Hagrid! I'd bet my broomstick that Snape had a lot to do with this!"
Balevagorien groaned and put her head in her hands again. Imcamiel walked over to the girls looking sympathetic.
"It just isn't your day today is it?" She commented, putting her arm around Balevagorien's shoulders and hugging her. The other two girls followed suit and they left the room looking slightly more cheerful. As they left Tarakal and Alklithion glanced at each other and followed hurriedly.