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Chapter 4- Of trials and tribulations, and Love?
Harry, Ron, and Hermione shared a nervous glance as they entered the room that was serving as their classroom for the defense against dark arts. It was there first class of the day, their first class of the year, and it was with Slytherin. Who, the three were surprised to see, were already in their seats. Staring at Professor Malfoy, who was staring right back.
\ Her face was blank, her eyes were cold, and her lips were set in a very severe line. "Do you think she's going to be like Snape?" Ron asked nervously. "They are from the same house and all."
"You should never judge a book by its cover Mr. Weasley." She told them from her desk, blinking and turning her gaze to the Griffindors. "You do both the other person and yourself a great disservice when you do."
The Griffindors stiffened, waiting for the inevitable point loss. Isis smiled a gentle understanding smile. "As it is the first day of class, and I do know Professor Snape well enough to understand where you're coming from, there will be no points taken from Gryffindor. This time. However, Mr. Weasley, I do want two scrolls from you telling me what a great disservice you do to yourself when you allow yourself preconceived notions."
He swallowed hard, and nodded. Professor Malfoy began walking back to her desk, behind her, Draco's hand shot up. With a sigh, she turned and acknowledged him. "Ma'am, you can take the points they deserve to lose, I assure you that Professor Snape has Gryffindor well in hand, they won't retaliate." He told her loftily.
She swept over to him, her green robes billowing around her. The smug look fell off his face as he stared up into eyes as frightening as his father's. "Mr. Malfoy. I grew up in a house with your father and uncles. There are very few things left on this planet that I fear. Certainly not fifteen year old children. I did not take points from Gryffindor because I didn't feel it was merited." She told him in a cold low voice. "Ten points from Slytherin, however, for your insubordination, Mr. Malfoy. And I want to see you after class."
Class was quiet after that, all the students to surprised to say anything at all. They worked quickly and peacefully through their lessons on the unforgivable curses. About halfway through the class she started talking about magical creatures and the class became more fun. As she talked about the different beasts, from pixies to werewolves, she transformed herself into each creature, much to the delight and occasional fear of the children. Draco watched in wide-eyed amazement wondering how she had learned to transfigure herself into so many different animals.
When she looked up at the clock, Isis realized she had kept her class five minutes over. She gave a cheeky grin to the boys and girls and shrugged. "Alright. Off you go then." She commanded them. "Tell Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick that it is all my fault and I apologize profusely."
The students filed out of class, all except Isis's nephew, who sat stonily at his desk. After the door had shut behind the last child, she left her desk. Isis approached him slowly, trying not to frightened him. He watched her warily as she knelt beside him and took his long hands in hers. "I'm sorry I humiliated you in class today Draco." He didn't blink, but he did snort in disbelief. "I am." She insisted softly. "But you have to realize Draco, as your teacher, I have to be fair. I can't play favorites. Behave and I will never have to do that again." She peered at him out of her top lashes. "Okay?"
He merely narrowed his eyes. She sighed and laid her forehead on his hands. "Draco, you are your father's son already." Sadness and regret tinged her voice, and when she raised her head there were tears in once again warm eyes. "But you are still my nephew, and as I once told Lucius, you can do whatever you want and you may well incur my disgust, but you are my family, and you will always have my love."
If she noticed the surprise in his eyes she didn't show it, she merely stood and drew the boy into his arms. She gave him a warm kiss to the top of his head, and then stepped away. He looked at her wide-eyed, before heading off to class. After he had left she smiled wistfully. "I will save you Draco Malfoy. If you are the only one. I will save you."
Chapter 4- Of trials and tribulations, and Love?
Harry, Ron, and Hermione shared a nervous glance as they entered the room that was serving as their classroom for the defense against dark arts. It was there first class of the day, their first class of the year, and it was with Slytherin. Who, the three were surprised to see, were already in their seats. Staring at Professor Malfoy, who was staring right back.
\ Her face was blank, her eyes were cold, and her lips were set in a very severe line. "Do you think she's going to be like Snape?" Ron asked nervously. "They are from the same house and all."
"You should never judge a book by its cover Mr. Weasley." She told them from her desk, blinking and turning her gaze to the Griffindors. "You do both the other person and yourself a great disservice when you do."
The Griffindors stiffened, waiting for the inevitable point loss. Isis smiled a gentle understanding smile. "As it is the first day of class, and I do know Professor Snape well enough to understand where you're coming from, there will be no points taken from Gryffindor. This time. However, Mr. Weasley, I do want two scrolls from you telling me what a great disservice you do to yourself when you allow yourself preconceived notions."
He swallowed hard, and nodded. Professor Malfoy began walking back to her desk, behind her, Draco's hand shot up. With a sigh, she turned and acknowledged him. "Ma'am, you can take the points they deserve to lose, I assure you that Professor Snape has Gryffindor well in hand, they won't retaliate." He told her loftily.
She swept over to him, her green robes billowing around her. The smug look fell off his face as he stared up into eyes as frightening as his father's. "Mr. Malfoy. I grew up in a house with your father and uncles. There are very few things left on this planet that I fear. Certainly not fifteen year old children. I did not take points from Gryffindor because I didn't feel it was merited." She told him in a cold low voice. "Ten points from Slytherin, however, for your insubordination, Mr. Malfoy. And I want to see you after class."
Class was quiet after that, all the students to surprised to say anything at all. They worked quickly and peacefully through their lessons on the unforgivable curses. About halfway through the class she started talking about magical creatures and the class became more fun. As she talked about the different beasts, from pixies to werewolves, she transformed herself into each creature, much to the delight and occasional fear of the children. Draco watched in wide-eyed amazement wondering how she had learned to transfigure herself into so many different animals.
When she looked up at the clock, Isis realized she had kept her class five minutes over. She gave a cheeky grin to the boys and girls and shrugged. "Alright. Off you go then." She commanded them. "Tell Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick that it is all my fault and I apologize profusely."
The students filed out of class, all except Isis's nephew, who sat stonily at his desk. After the door had shut behind the last child, she left her desk. Isis approached him slowly, trying not to frightened him. He watched her warily as she knelt beside him and took his long hands in hers. "I'm sorry I humiliated you in class today Draco." He didn't blink, but he did snort in disbelief. "I am." She insisted softly. "But you have to realize Draco, as your teacher, I have to be fair. I can't play favorites. Behave and I will never have to do that again." She peered at him out of her top lashes. "Okay?"
He merely narrowed his eyes. She sighed and laid her forehead on his hands. "Draco, you are your father's son already." Sadness and regret tinged her voice, and when she raised her head there were tears in once again warm eyes. "But you are still my nephew, and as I once told Lucius, you can do whatever you want and you may well incur my disgust, but you are my family, and you will always have my love."
If she noticed the surprise in his eyes she didn't show it, she merely stood and drew the boy into his arms. She gave him a warm kiss to the top of his head, and then stepped away. He looked at her wide-eyed, before heading off to class. After he had left she smiled wistfully. "I will save you Draco Malfoy. If you are the only one. I will save you."