As always, there is a new teacher every year at Hogwarts for D.A.D.A.. This year, the Professor turned out to be someone quite young and very pretty in fact. She was around 21 years old with long brown hair and silver eyes. Her name? Matilda Butulgawt. But she says to call her Matilda or Mattie, cause she feels old being called Professor Butulgawt. Besides, she hates her last name, because her father abandon her mother before she was born. Nevertheless, her mother decided to keep his last name, because he was from a very wealth family in the Wizarding World.
In a way I could sympathize with her, seeing as I never knew my father either. No, he didn't leave my mother, or me for that matter, but he was never home because he was always fighting for our kind. Both my parents were from pureblood families, and yes, their marriage had been arranged. Though, I think they still loved each other, despite their rocky start. But moving on... my father was a general in the army against France's. The English army was much more well prepared and trained, but on one fateful day, the French ambushed them.
:.: Flashback :.:
I remember that night like it was yesterday. It was really cold, and I think I was around three years old, mother was by the fireplace stirring the soup she was preparing. I was running around giggling and showing the world my gapped tooth smile. Everything seemed fine, my father was doing the rounds, when we heard a low horn.
It was the warning horn... it meant we were under attack. It was horrible to think that someone would attack our village. Yes, we did have a couple of soldiers but most of it was made up of the families of the other soldiers. But I guess the French decided to strike were it would hurt the most... on innocent women and children. Most of us were slaughtered, I barely escaped after being taken by another lady... a neighbor of ours who was on a horse with her daughter. For some reason she decided to take me as well.
As we were speeding away I turned and peeked over the woman's shoulder to see my small home being burned to the ground. But what scarred me the most was the figure I could see through the smoke and flames. It was my mother and father, hugging each other in the midst of their home, kneeling on the floor letting the fire consume them.
It was the last time I saw any type of love from anyone. The lady that had saved me was a muggle, who had had an affair with a wizard without knowing it. She hated all magic people and especially her daughter and I. We were the supposed reason as to why he had died. The French were fighting against us, but us being only the magical people.
She treated us horribly for ten years until we ran away, her daughter died soon after for using magic in front of muggles. I had to move to another village and live there by doing odds and ends... mostly I made medicine, saying I had been trained in the healing herbs. Which of course, were potions I had to learn on my own over the years of mistreatment from others.
They believed me most of the time, until one day I was questioned as to why I never fell ill. I had no reason to lie to them, thinking the four years I had spent there had built an enough friendship to not be judged. Boy was I wrong! That was what led to the whole jumping into the well thing for me... but anyway, enough with this flashback, let's get on to class.
:.: End Flashback :.:
So after seeing if Lunaria was ok, I made my way to Defense Against the Dark Arts class... also being my last class of the day.
I was there early and saw that so was Draco and Pansy. Yep, I share this class with Slytherin as well. Pfft, I don't really care, I sit nowhere near them.
I took my usual seat in the front, while they stayed in the back, and chatted for a little while with Mattie. I had no idea how she got the job, because usually Snape would have made up some crap about why the person wasn't qualified enough or whatever he could come up with. But not her, in fact, he was the one who recommended her.
At first I thought it was because she would have been easy prey for him and maybe he could have made her quit so that he could take over, but no, he never did anything like that. Instead he was seen at all times coming and going from Professor Butulgawt's office.
Yea, I know what everyone is thinking and OMFM! (a/n: oh my effing Merlin) Want to know why I said that? Well, we're all wrong!
They were not, I repeat, NOT, having an affair. No matter how lucky that would have been for Snape, cause she's very pretty.
The thing was that, somehow, Snape is related to her.
How do I know?
Well, I walked in on them one time, of course that earned me a detention with Snape for not knocking, but Mattie explained how Snape was her twice removed uncle, or something like that. I was surprised because they look nothing alike or even act anywhere near the other's way.
But getting back to class, we were learning about something called Anacams. They were sickly green and had long, and I mean long, legs. Their torso was tiny and thin and had no arms. Anacams were residents of murky water. Usually lake and river banks. They seemed to become invisible, but only changed their coloring to blend in with their surrounding, kind of like chameleons. People who did know what to look for, their red eyelids, which could be seen when they blinked, would wind up trapped by the Anacams' legs. The legs were very strong but had a weak spot on the back of where they bended. An Anacams' leg has three to four bends depending on the age of the Anacam. After the Anacam had trapped a person, it would drag them to deeper water where it would drown them. Once the person was dead, the Anacam would eat the skin only of the person, leaving the meat and bones for any other animal. For that reason few, if any, other animals attacked or hunted on Anacams. The way to defeat an Anacam would be to break their skin at the bends or hold your breath for longer than an Anacam. They can hold their breath for about three minutes and must come up for air or they will die instantly. There are spells that can be used on Anacams but by that time, you are usually dead or unable to get to your wand.
Class ended soon enough and Ron, Harry, and Mia went to the common room. While I decided to stop by Professor Snape's office to ask when detention would be. Knowing him, it would most likely be this Saturday, there was going to be a Gryffindor versus Slytherin quidditch game. I didn't want to miss it, nor the party afterwards.
Yep, that's how confident we were that we would win. But then again, look at who's the seeker for Slytherin. Nothing against, Draco, well... actually a lot against him, but you know what I mean.
I stopped outside his office, debating on whether to knock or further irritate him. Deciding on the latter I swung the door open and you will never believe what I found!
Ok, so maybe the title of this part gave it away but damn, that is something gross to come across. And not only because someone was kissing Snape but because it was PANSY PARKINSON! Of all people to make out with, Snape had the bad taste to pick her.
My mouth opened and my eyes bulging was what they saw when they stopped playing tonsil hockey and turned to me. Oh my lord, you should have seen their faces. Pansy immediately went dark, dark red while Snape was the total opposite losing all color from his already pale face. Before they could utter anything I broke the silence.
"I guess this means I have no detentions for the rest of the year?" I asked while smirking.
Snape opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before scowling and nodding his head.
"Oh, and Pansy dear, no more threatening me with curses, ok honey? You wouldn't want someone to find out about this little rendezvous you are having with a Hogwarts' Professor, know would you?" I couldn't help but taunt.
Her screech was all the reassurance I needed. With one last mocking smile I turned on my heel and took my pretty butt back to Gryffindor common room.
LOL. That's all for now. Please review. Next update will be on Saturday December 17. Toodle.