Chapter 6: Lessons to Be Learned

{It's not fair I never asked for this} thought Mya as she strolled toward {no friends because I cant risk their lives no family because I out live them nothing}. She fumed as she was entering the great hall. {I hate this}. She sat down at the table at the emptier area. She ate little like always. A full stomach in battle could cause disastrous cramps; she had learnt that lesson the hard way. It had been almost two hundred years ago when she learnt never eat heavy meals. She had just eaten a heavy meal when only three demons attacked, weak demons no less. She should have been able to defeat them but her stomach had other ideas as it cramped up leaving her unable to use many moves she needed. The out come she managed to defeat the demons but moments after she died.

Once breakfast was over she looked at her timetable {Hell Potions first. Double Potions with Slytherine scum} she stormed into the classroom furious. {God why does Dumbledore insist I attend classes I already know all of this at least he provided books for me mine are in god knows where}. She chose a desk in the back of the room as far away from the other students as possible. She began flipping through the textbook {Childs play} she thought as she looked at the hardest potion in the book {I could do these asleep}. She suddenly felt a chill go through the air looking up she saw Snape stroll into the classroom.

"Today class we are going to play a little game. I am going to orally quiz you and you will answer correctly if the answer is correct five points to your house if the answer is incorrect five points from that house. "

The Gryffindor shot glares at Snape muttering unfair.

"Question one what is the other name for the Draught of the Living Death". No one raised his or her hand. Snape smirked " no one I must inform you that I have never seen a class above fourth year that doesn't know the answer shame on you all let me call someone at random if no one raises their hand". He stated with a glint in his eye.

Mya had enough of it she raised her had.

"Yes Ms. Moonscar"

"The Draught of the Living Death can also be called Shtee Chai Vmet. But honestly Snape that name has not been used in over a hundred and fifty years. Pray tell where did you get that name from".

"You will not speak to me so informally Ms. Moonscar ever twenty points from your house". Professor Snape spat at her

" Now now Snapy don't get nasty. Obviously dear Professor Dumble and Bore failed to inform you of my vast knowledge. I mean you know who I am but that's not really much is it".

At this point the class was ready to crack up the most feared teacher in the school was being infuriated by a teenager and a girl for that matter.

Seeing his face she continued " Now Snape don't pop a nerve I have a present for you" she snapped her fingers and an Athame appeared in her hand. "Beautiful isn't it very powerful to can kill just about any demon". She was about to hand him the knife when in one movement she flung missing his head by a centimeter.

"Ms. Moonscar we all impressed with your skills with a blade " Clearly shaken Snape stated his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But what on earth was that uncalled for display".

"Snape turn around I just saved your life". Suddenly the class became aware of a demon that had blended in with the dungeons and was ready to pounce on Snape. "That handsome thing over there behind professor Snape is a Ceelium Demon annoying little buggers they are breed like flies. They pray on those who were once evil and have turned to the light. Obviously Professor Snape you are a man who is a great source of good or it wouldn't have come after you." she said with a grin the first one seen on her in Hogwarts ever The first part of what she said had passed over the class without question but the end Snape being a source of good to put it bluntly they were about to pass out from shock.