Sadie walked into her potions class with Ginny at her side. Her stomach was tied in knots, since she knew the Slytherins would share this class with the Gryffindors, and that didn't ease her stomach at all.
Sadie followed Ginny and sat down next to her at the desks. She looked around, trying to see if she could spot Satine anywhere, but she had no luck.
She opened her book, her hands shaking somewhat. At least she would be having this class with Professor Snape, someone she knew on a personally level.
Ginny looked down and saw Sadie's hands shaking as she turned and opened her book. "It's okay Sadie... you will be fine," Ginny told her reassuringly.
Ginny also turned around and looked for Sadie's sister. She wanted to make sure that she wasn't going to say anything mean or hurt Sadie's feelings, especially since she knew Sadie was a very kind person. She thought back to their conversation last night...
Ginny woke up hearing sniffles coming from the bed next to her. She looked up and noticed it was Sadie which she had expected all along. She got out of her bed and was careful not to wake the other girls and sat down on the edge of Sadie's bed. "Sadie... are you alright?" Ginny asked concerned.
"Yes... I just miss my sister. Seems kinda strange doesn't it," Sadie spoke through her crying, "we have only been apart for a couple hours, and already I miss her. I don't even know if she likes me or cares about me."
Ginny looked at her sympathetically. She felt sorry for Sadie, but was happy that she was opening to her. "I'm sure she cares about you. I don't like my brothers sometimes... but deep down I always care about them in the end. Why would she hate you in the first place?" Ginny asked.
"Because...I'm supposed to be in Slytherin," Sadie pointed out. Ginny didn't really understand why it would be such a big deal, but it obviously was to her, so she didn't try to argue.
"Well.. I'm here for you," Ginny said to her.
"Thanks," Sadie said wiping her tears.
"If you sleep, you will probably feel better in the morning. That's what my mum always tells me," Ginny said.
Sadie smiled up at Ginny, "That's what my mum always tells me too." Ginny smiled back, and went back to lay down.
Sadie spent a couple more hours thinking about her sister, hoping that Ginny was right, hoping that things would still be okay. She finally fell asleep, a couple of hours before class started.
Snape walked into the classroom, in a very dark and masterful way. He went up to the front of the classroom and opened his book whipping through the pages, and waiting for the rest of the students to walk in...
Loud mocking laughter swept through the classroom as the door opened. "Here it is," drawled a loud male voice. "I trust you don't need us to help you find your seats? We do have classes we must get to."
"Of course we don't need your help. We only agreed because it was clear you were desperate to be useful at something," retorted Satine with a smirk. She loved baiting Draco. It was so easy, for he walked right into them, even if he thought he was thinking through it well. Most of the time, he just let his mouth run. Incredibly foolish. Ah well, it made her job much easier. And she was introduced to some others who were much more to her standards. Blaise, for example. Satine was growing a bit fond of him.
She walked confidently into the classroom, immediately claiming it as her own in the way she held herself. Her head was high, sending the message of cool confidence that crossed to arrogance. She tossed back her platinum blonde strands and smirked at the professor, a man she had known as a second father. Taking a seat at the back of the room, she pulled out her book, parchment and quill and set it out in front of her. She refused to look in her direction; to notice her existence. Satine would have nothing to do with her.
She sat back, eyes appearing to close. Satine knew this class would be an easy one; the professor being a particular friend of hers and she having natural talent in the area. She observed her year mates as they came in through the slits of her lids. Inside, a thrill was running through her veins. It was a whole new game now; and this game was much bigger, and consequentially, more complex. She would have fun figuring everything out.
Sadie watched her sister walk in, and tried to get her attention to tell her she was sorry, but she seemed to be avoiding her. She turned back around and brushed the hair out of her eyes.
"Go say hi to her," Ginny said confidently. Sadie shook her head "no", and put her face back in her book.
"Yes," Ginny told her taking her book away, "she is your sister. She wont be mad at you."
Sadie bit her lip and turned around to stand up, when she heard a very powerful voice speak. "Class has started. That means sit down, Miss Malfoy," Snape said coolly.
Sadie hadn't recalled a time when Snape's voice had been so cool to her. She sat down automatically, biting her lip even harder. She was a little embarrassed and humiliated. "All of you in my class will now begin learning about potions. Potions is not to be taken lightly, and many of you will fail," Snape said.
He proceeded to walk around the room, after calling roll, and started a new assignment.
"I'm sorry," Ginny said when Snape had walked away.
"That's okay," Sadie reassured.
"Excuse me... Miss Weasley and Miss Malfoy, it has occured to me, that you have something to say to the classroom," Snape asked them standing over them.
Sadie had never been scared of Snape before. "I'm sorry... no," Sadie said turning back to her books and cauldron.
Isabel glanced over at the desks the two girls were sitting out, and started laughing slightly. "Look at the Weasel girl's clothes? She looks like she is wearing a hand rag," Isabel said leaning over to Satine, "and your sister suits her perfectly."
Snape turned around and looked at the two Slytherin girls, and proceeded to walk back to his desk, while he waited for the students to finish.
Inwardly, Satine was glad that Snape started class when Sadie had gotten up (yes, she may have tried to avoid Sadie, but she could see to the other wall with her peripheral vision). She wasn't sure what she would have done. Though anger and resentment churned in her heart, she still knew that if she saw Sadie upset, Satine might betray herself. She couldn't act as if the previous 11 years of her life never happened. Stop being so soft-hearted Satine. Emotions are a waste, and they'll only destroy you in the end. Emotions make you weak. You must get over this foolish connection with Sadie immediately, echoed a voice, which had taken the character of her father, in her head.
Satine began her assignment, and smirked at Isabel's comment. "Well, you know the Weasleys. I don't know why they have so many children. It's embarrassing how they act like animals. They didn't even think about how little money they had. It's horribly disgraceful for a pure-blood family to be dressed like that. But, they are traitors, so it's only expected," agreed Satine. She deliberately ignored the second comment, and mentally kicked herself. Sadie could not have this effect on her. Not anymore. Finishing up her paper with a careful dot, she set down her quill and leaned back. Satine was satisfied to note that she was the first one finished.
Sadie soon finished her work, and was about the fifth person to turn hers in. She walked back to her desk, and saw Satine, "I'm sorry," she mouthed.
Satine didn't say or show anything in response to Sadie's message to her, she didn't know how she could ever make Sadie understand what a horrible thing she had done, and how Satine would never be able to forgive her. She betrayed their family; she knew that they had been in Slytherin ever since their family was established. Now they were just like most other Slytherin families. No longer were they the purest.
Isabel smiled slightly, when she saw Sadie sit down. "What a loser!" Isabel said loud enough for Sadie to hear. Sadie turned around and looked over at the girl who had just insulted her. Isabel smiled back at her with a satisfied face.
"Why don't you shut up!" Ginny said turning around, angry at the insult.
Snape noticed the commotion and walked between the four girls. "You two have cause a lot of trouble since class started. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor... each," Snape said looking at Sadie and Ginny.
"What? That's not fair... she started it," Ginny said, glaring at Isabel.
"Come off it, Weasel trash," Isabel said.
"Don't call her that," Sadie said turning around.
"Oh the little Malfoy traitor is sticking up for her friend... how cute," Isabel said snickering again.
Sadie bit her lip hard, wondering what Satine was thinking right now. Was she really a traitor? Is that what Satine was thinking of her?
"Detention, for both Miss Malfoy and Miss Weasley," Snape said walking back to his desk.
Ginny started to say something else when Sadie nudged her and shook her head no. Ginny took in a deep breath and decided to let it sit, only because she didn't want Sadie in any more trouble.
Satine examined her fingernails, no emotion showing on her face. There was no indication that she was even aware that a fight was going on between her new friend and her sister's friend. Underneath the surface, however, Satine was desperately trying to control her anger. She was annoyed at both the baby Weasel and Isabel for arguing and creating such a scene in potions class, she was angry at Isabel for insulting her sister, she was angry at herself for feeling this way, and she was angry at Sadie for getting into Gryffindor in the first place. Luckily Snape liked Satine, so he wouldn't put her in detention. She gave a tiny smirk when she heard the other two get detention while she and Isabel got off scot-free.
Snape looked up at the clock, "class dismissed. If your assignment isn't finished, I suggest you have it on my desk next class."
Sadie looked up at Snape and grabbed her books. It wasn't the man she had always known him as. He was always particularly nice to her. Here, he seemed to have turned on her. It was almost as though she was a stranger to all the people she had ever known. Satine hardly acknowledged her, and that made her heart feel like it had been stepped on.
Ginny followed Sadie's lead, "Can you believe him? Professor Snape? He gave us detention, and no one else. That wasn't fair!" Ginny stomped her foot down and glared over at Isabel.
Isabel smiled back at her. "That's not fair!" Isabel mocked Ginny.
Ginny was trying to control her angry, but she couldn't help but become furious. "You know that wasn't fair. How do you like getting by, just because you're a Slytherin?" Ginny said walking up to her. Ginny stared her straight in the face, not backing down. She would reach for her wand if she thought it was necessary, this girl didn't scare her.
"It feels kinda good actually, thanks for asking," Isabel said snickering and laughing.
Ginny pushed her, "Not laughing anymore are you!"
Sadie's mouth dropped, as she watched Ginny's aggression. She thought that the Slytherin girl deserved it, but she didn't want to make a scene.
Isabel fell back on the ground and was becoming furious. Her face was beaming red from embarrassment, as she struggled to her feet, and pushed her back. "Don't touch me with your dirty hands Weasel. Ask your mum to get you new dress robes... you're the only girl... you shouldn't be wearing any hand-me downs!" Isabel said getting angry.
Sadie stepped up and looked Isabel straight in the face. "I suppose your robes are much better? It's not the quality of the robes, its how the person wears them, and right now... you look like the poor one," Sadie said angry.
Ginny dropped her mouth shocked by Sadie's comment. Obviously Sadie had an aggressive side as well, but it seemed to take her a while to get it out.
Satine gathered her things calmly into her bag. She slung it over her shoulder, and as she walked past the fight that was ensuing between her friend and her sister and Ginny, she asked in a bored tone, "Are you coming or not Isabel?" She then swept out into the corridor, quickly engaging herself with her fellow year mates and greeting those above her with which she had been acquainted. Isabel was going to be troublesome to have around. She really couldn't keep her mouth shut. Foolish girl. Has she no sense? Or tact? Honestly, where has she been raised? On a farm?
"How was Potions?" asked Draco in a lilting tone. He fell in step beside her while his friends soon enveloped her into the center of her group.
"As easy as...Quidditch," she answered, and crooked smile forming on her mouth. A chuckle ran through the group.
Isabel glared at the two of them and soon followed Satine down the hall. She watched as the good-looking blond boy walked up to his sister. "Unless you count that Weasel and your sis, as easy as Quidditch," Isabel said looking at Satine.
Ginny looked over at Sadie while the girls walked out. "That was a good one Sadie... thanks. The girl didn't even know what to say," Ginny told her laughing.
"It wasn't right what she said... I wasn't just going to let her continue being a bully," Sadie said.
Ginny smiled at Sadie, she really wasn't different. She liked her a lot, and she definitely belonged in Gryffindor. They were going to stick together.
Satine sent a cutting glare in Isabel's direction. Raising an eyebrow, she replied in a superior tone, "Even with the Weasel and the one with which I share my family name in the classroom, it was still as easy as Quidditch. At least, for me." She tossed her hair as smirks appeared on every one of their faces. A fight with words was always an interesting thing to see.
Draco made a tutting noise. "Now, now, Satine. Play nice. You're never going to earn friends that way," he mock reprimanded her. Inwardly, he was pleased, and a bit jealous, at how she was easily accepted, even admired and respected. She knew exactly what to say and how to act; where the lines shouldn't be crossed and how to pull it off when they were.
"I'm being honest. One who can't handle honesty is weak. I have been taught never to associate with the weak."
"You think I'm weak? Is that what you think?" Isabel demanded to know. Did this girl really think she was the best? It was only because her name was Malfoy that she was getting any attention that she was getting. It should be her, she was prettier and had a way better personality, plus she was sure she was better at studies.
"You're the one that said so. I merely was making a comment. It's up to you what you make of it. Here's my next class. I'll see you all at lunch?" she asked coolly, pausing in the doorway.
The group nodded, and Draco gave her a mock salute. "Try not to beat everyone by too much," he smirked.
"Their mental incapacity isn't my problem." With a matching smirk, she turned on her heel and entered the classroom.