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"Miss Potter?" the red-faced Professor said, "What are you doing in here?"
"Er-well, I came here by accident," she said, turning red, "I accidently leaned on those two bricks with my hands and just sort of fell."
"Come with me," he said sharply.
They walked down three flights of stairs and ended up in the entrance hall and went down another set of stairs to get to the dungeons.
Robyn gulped. She knew exactly where he was leading her.
They entered a room with tons of jars filled with god only knows what. His desk was at the far side of the room with barely nothing on it except homework he had marked.
"Sit," he ordered, pointing to a chair.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the marks displayed on the desk. Most of the Slytherins got A's or B's and most of the Gryffindors got C-'s or F's.
"Do you remember what Professor Dumbledore said during his speech at the beginning of the year?" he asked.
Robyn thought back to the first day of school and remembered what happened. She was thinking of how terrible her year was going to be... while Dumbledore talked. All she heard was when he announced that she had to be sorted properly.
"Um..." Robyn said finally, looking at her feet.
"You weren't paying attention weren't you?" Snape said.
"Well.. uh... no," she said as her eyes filled with tears and she prayed they wouldn't fall.
"Figures," Snape smirked, "No wonder you're a Potter."
"Excuse me?" she said, looking up after her tears dried.
"No Malfoy would slack off, thinking about make-up or boys or whatever, like you obviously did," Snape said, looking at her down his long nose, "Nor a Gryffindor at that matter."
"What the hell do you have against me?" she said, surprising herself as well as the Professor, "How am I different from other people just because I'm a Potter in Gryffindor?"
"Fifty points from Gryffindor," Snape snarled.
"I don't care. I won't let you insult me just because you're more superior," she said loudly, standing up.
"Another fifty!" he shouted as she stormed out of his office.
I can't believe Dumbledore would hire someone so smug and so mean, she thought as she marched straight to the common room. She looked at her watch and realized it was only third block. When she got there, she saw the number one person she wanted to see: Jamie.
"Jamie?" she said cautiously.
He reminded her of Ron from last night, staring into the fire on the couch. She didn't want to let Jamie know she was thinking of Ron, so she made a mental note to slap herself later. (A/N: :P haha)
"Who is it?" he said, not taking his eyes off the fire.
"Robyn," she said, "You know you're going to burn your eyelashes if you do that any longer."
"What do you want?" he said, ignoring that last remark.
"I just came here to wait for the lunch bell... I didn't mean to run into you," she said, taking a seat next to him. To her surprise, he didn't budge.
"Sure you didn't," he said dully, "You probably just slumped down and cried in a corner."
Robyn decided not to take it offensively. He had every right to be mean to her, so she proved him wrong instead.
"Actually, I just accidently fell through a wall, almost got burned to death by a thirty-foot-tall dragon, got caught by Snape and lost a hundred points for Gryffindor," she said, marking her accomplishments off with her fingers.
He looked at her surprisingly.
"Prove it!"
"Fine, I will," she said, grinning.
She took off her robe where she was wearing a tank top and a short skirt and showed him her black shoulder. She didn't have any classes outside or in the dungeons and it was really warm inside the castle, so she decided to put on summer clothes for fun even though it was January. She was glad she did too; she would have baked in the room of fire with the dragon.
"Wow... I didn't know it was that bad," she said, looking at it as if it was a dead spider.
"Oh gosh, that must've hurt," Jamie said, touching around it.
He's got a really gentle touch, Robyn thought.
His expression was tough to decipher. A mixture of sadness, sympathy and curiousness. He looked up and saw her smiling at him. She suddenly realized that she was smiling and bit her lip to stop.
Robyn lost herself in his eyes as he touched her cheek softly. Suddenly, he began to smile. He leaned forward slowly so she did too. By now, they were only a few centimeters apart. Just when they were about to close the space between them, Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape stepped inside the common room.
Jamie leaped off Robyn to the other side of the couch and Robyn froze in embarrassment, not putting her robe back on.
"What's going on in here?" McGonagall said, looking from Jamie to Robyn.
"Nothing, of course," Jamie said, laughing nervously.
"Snape has just informed me, Robyn, that you had an encounter with the dragon on the third floor," Dumbledore said, changing the subject while Robyn gleefully thanked him in her mind.
"Uh-it was an accident, I swear," she said truthfully.
"He also said that you told him you were not paying attention to my speech," he said, looking at her in a concerned way.
"I'm sorry, but... I just had alot on plate," she said, hoping she sounded as sorry as she was, "I thought I would have had to spend an entire year with people that are nothing like me."
"Alright... well, just don't go there ever again," Dumbledore said.
"Yeah, no problem," she said fearfully, remembering the spiders and the skeletons.
"Why did you lose one hundred points?" he asked curiously.
"Well, erm..." she looked at Snape and couldn't read his expression, so she said, "Um... I kind of got carried away when Sna-I mean, Professor Snape-told me it was no wonder I was a Gryffindor and a Potter for not paying attention and almost getting myself killed."
"What did you do?" he asked, still curious.
"I stood up to him," she said simply, "I told him I wouldn't let him insult me just because he has more power."
Robyn couldn't see Jamie's expression, but it read impressed all over.
"And he deducted one hundred points?" he said with a bit of disbelief and shock.
Robyn nodded and Dumbledore's head turned sharply to the Head of Slytherin.
"Is this true?" he asked Snape.
"Well, yes actually," Snape said, looking everywhere but Dumbledore.
"Well, I give Gryffindor ninety points back," Dumbledore said, smiling at Robyn, "Snape, go back to your office. McGonagall, go back to your classroom."
"So, should we go back to our classes then?" Robyn asked, looking at Jamie who looked admiringly at her.
"Jamie can wait here for the lunch bell. You must go to the hospital wing," he instructed.
"Professor?" Jamie said as Dumbledore spun around after taking a few steps towards the Portrait Hole, "May I go with her?"
Dumbledore looked a nice kind of smug and said, "If you must."
"Thank-you, Professor!" he said, smiling.
He and Robyn got up and walked out of the common room after Dumbledore.
"Oh, wait... Professor!" Robyn called after Dumbledore and he spun around, "Er-are those skeletons real?"
Dumbledore laughed, "No, dear. They only there to scare off anyone who tries to get by."
"So, I'm guessing you've forgiven me about Ron?" Robyn asked, biting the bullet.
Jamie hesitated, "Yeah, I guess I have."
"Well, great! Because I want you to know that I think he's the ugliest, meanest, most insensitive-"
"I know. I'm already convinced," Jamie said, stopping her long string of words she had planned out.
"Oh, shoot! I forgot my robe!" Robyn said, hitting herself in the head with her hand. There was one thing Robyn was never going to get right - organizing. She was the most absent minded person she's ever known. Even worse than Neville Longbottom.
"Oh, don't worry about it," Jamie said.
"Yeah, I'm sure you don't care that I'm not fully covered," she joked, elbowing him playfully.
He went red and said, "Shut up."
When Jamie dropped Robyn off in the Hospital Wing, he tried to make Promfrey let him stay, but it was no use. At lunch he sat with his friends, laughing and talking and thinking about her the entire time.
While Robyn was in the Hospital Wing, she couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if the Professors hadn't walked in. They would have kissed for the first time ever. She also wondered what that dragon was there for. Maybe it was protecting something important... or dangerous.