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Chapter Five: At Hogsmeade
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Cynthia's P.O.V.
I catch up to Marie and poke her on the back. She whips around and her jaw drops open.
"No way! Snape took you?" She says disbelievingly.
I turn around and point at Snape walking in our direction, not to us, and say, "Yes. Believe it now?"
"Wow." She says. Then she looks over my shoulder with eyes wide.
"What?" I say. I turn around and look up into the cold eyes of Snape. "Uhh... Yes Sir?" I ask.
"Could you not go around and tell anyone that I decided to be nice? It was a one time only." He says a bit nastily.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I... I won't do it again, Sir."
"Good." He passes by us, his long black robes flying behind him. Marie watches him go and then turns back to me, closing her jaw. But then she notices something. A slight smile on my face.
"What is that?" She asks.
"What?" I say, snapping back into reality.
"Your smile. You're smiling because of Snape, aren't you?" She says, a smile coming to her face.
"No!" I try to say sickly.
"You are so bad at lying. You know that right?" She says laughing.
"Oh shut up." I say, giving her a small shove. "Let's go get a butterbeer."
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Snape's P.O.V. in the Three Broomsticks
I sip at my warm butterbeer in a dark corner of the pub. The door swings open, making a bell go off somewhere in the small place. I narrow my eyes to see who it is, and gag a little on my butterbeer.
Cynthia Janis, I think to myself. I can't take this. I am a teacher, not a stupid little student with a dumb crush. I cannot have a crush on a fifteen year old.
But all the same, I stay where I am, hidden in the shadows where no one can spot me.
The two best friends make their way to the bar and order two butterbeers. Then they make their way to another corner, but more lit then mine. I watch them closely, wondering if I would be able to hear them. I put my drink down on the table and take my wand out. I put it to one ear and cast a small little spell, letting me hear them better. I know I shouldn't spy on teenagers, but my curiosity took over.
I put my wand away and take my beverage back into my hands.
"So, what was the smile about then?" Says the red head Cynthia is always with.
Marie, I think it is...
"It was nothing. Just glad I could make it to Hogsmeade."
"In a carriage alone, with Snape. Anything happen?" Marie says with a small grin on her face.
"Why would anything happen?" She asks, "Even if I did like him, and I'm not saying I do, it's not like he likes me."
How very wrong you are Ms. Janis.
"How do you know? You're both kind of creepy looking."
"Thanks Marie." Cynthia says sarcastically.
So it is Marie.
"Well, you both where black like twenty-four seven. Well, I don't know what he wears when he sleeps. I personally don't want to know."
"I'd like to know." Says Cynthia dreamily.
"This is so gross! But at the same time sweet, but still gross!"
They both giggle a bit and then sit there, drinking the butterbeer.
"So you do like him?" asks Marie, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, I guess. You tell anyone and I will personnaly kill you." Cynthia says dangerously.
"Oh God. You know I wouldn't tell a living soul." Marie promises.
"Good. Cause I would be so... sad." For the second time that week, I see her move her right hand to the inside of her left elbow.
Marie also seems to notice. "What's wrong with your arm Cynthia?" She asks concernly.
"Nothing. Uh, just scratched a little." She says nervously.
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
Marie, you idiot girl.
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