Disclaimer: Dude. I don't own HP...otherwise I might exert some kind of pressure on merlinsaid...:P
AN: The next chapter, motivated by some drama occuring on the actual board. VV
Chapter 2:Lecture
"Hey! Miriella! Will you snap out of it!"
The red haired woman blinked, and looked up at the annoyed Italian. "You were speaking?"
The woman glared down at her. "Yes, you twit! I was saying we should get to studying...but I see you're much more interested in daydreaming again!"
"I was not daydreaming! I was thinking!" Miriella huffed.
"Oh yeah? About what?"
"None of your business, Kendra!"
Kendra rolled her eyes. "At least we know you'll never have to buy one of the Weasley's daydream packages."
"Shut it, Kendra!" Miriella snarled, slamming her book shut. "I have better things to do than listen to your drivel!"
"Oh, shut up, Miri!" The girl replied. "Why don't you just give up already? He's never given you a second glance!"
"Who's 'he', pray tell?"
Kendra smirked. "Should I say, Miriella? Right out here in the library?"
"Quit being a git."
"Fine." Kendra sniffed, standing and taking a deep breath, before bellowing at the top of her lungs. "HEY EVERYONE! MIRIELLA IS IN LURVE WITH--"
Her wand was aimed at the woman's throat like a knife. "Say another word and I swear I'll hex you into an oblivion you won't soon crawl out of!"
"So you are in love with him!"
Miriella scowled. "I don't know who 'he' is, but whoever you were going to say, I don't want the whole bloody world to bug me about it."
Kendra rolled her eyes. "Sure you don't know."
Miriella did not get a chance to reply, Kendra's outburst had attracted the attention of the Madame Pince, and the woman was coming toward them in a fury.
"Do you not know the virtue of SILENCE in a library! Out! OUT!"
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"One would think..." The man said, not looking up from his work. "That you had an attraction for recieving detention, Miss Faelivrin...daydreaming in class...making such a needless ruckus in the library...do you enjoy punishment, Miss Faelivrin?"
"No, sir." She replied, head bowed respectfully.
He sighed. "What do you expect me to do, Miss Faelivrin? You leave me very little choices!"
"I am sorry, sir!" She said, not looking up. "I did not get enough sleep...I was up too late studying."
"Why in Merlin's name would you do that!" The man exclaimed. "You have the best grades in Slytherin!"
She blinked. Did he just compliment me?
"Miss Faelivrin, please do not start daydreaming now. I do not wish to have to punish a Slytherin again today."
"Eh, s-sorry, sir."
The man made a disgusted sound. "Now, what do you suggest I do with you?"
"Wh-what?"
He was becoming increasingly impatient as he rolled his eyes. "Are you a Gryffindor, that you must cower? I want to know how you expect I help you stay out of trouble?"
"I..er..." She frowned slightly. He had never asked a question like that before...obviously he was under some amount of stress. "I think I can manage..."
"Good then, I won't be seeing you in here for some time, then?"
"Hopefully."
The man snorted, and waved her off. "Dismissed!"
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She frowned as she laid back on the bed. It was strange...he wasn't acting right...I wonder what's wrong?
She sighed as she quashed a swell of worry. I feel like some silly grandmother...he can handle himself, I know...and yet...if I don't worry for him, who will?
"Shouldn't you be studying or something?" The voice of Pandora broke into her thoughts. "It's rare to see you staring blankly at the ceiling like that."
"I happen to be thinking, Black, is that outlawed now?" She snapped, scowling at the dark-haired girl. "Or perhaps you'll accuse me of daydreaming about some mystery man, too? Perhaps you'll yell your fool heaad off and get me in some more trouble, eh?"
The brunette rolled her eyes. "Chill. Have I ever done anything like that? I'm not Kendra."
Miriella snorted. "She's just sore about the fact that I know most of what happened at the Death Eater meeting, while Crabbe refuses to tell her anything."
Pandora quirked an eyebrow. "How so? Are you saying Crabbe told you something he witheld from Kendra?"
Miriella smirked. "Don't ask what you don't want to know."
"As far as I know, I'm not."
"Trust me, it's better you don't know."
The girl rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
"Any specific reason you're bothering me?"
"Bothering you? I was under the impression I was 'talking'."
"Exactly."
The girl frowned. "Well, what happened with your meeting?"
"Meeting?"
"With the head of house? Hello?"
Miriella blinked. "Oh. Right. Nothing...he just gave me a lecture complete with deliciously veiled threats. Same as always."
Pandora laughed. "One of these days even beign a Slytherin isn't going to protect you."
"Pandora, it's not like I'm in there every day."
"Although you do enjoy every moment you are." The other said with a small, amused smile.
"Oh, not you, too!" Miriella groaned, falling back against the bed.
AN: I am rapidly becoming addicted to Bon Jovi's Die for you...OO And utterly smattered with Seiya/Bunny(SM romance)
/twitches/ This is too slow! Must...move it...faster!
-Yusagi Sombermoon