I am Jess, a giant dork, idiot, nerd, and a pain expert. So I was dancing in my living room in my shorts, everyone does, and I decided to do a power slide on the carpet. My leg is burning so bad that I may have to grab a knife and cut it off myself. I also would like to announce that from this day on I will have more (Hopefully if they read) followers and reviewers! So far it has been the same crazy girl you for some odd reason loves herself in this story! Also, if you have a request then just tell me. I need ideas people! Again, ALSO! I put up a poll on my page. Vote!
Ich besitze keinen Harry Potter. Ich werde nie traurig! (I do not own Harry Potter. I never shall sadly! In German!)
The rest of the day had been going fine until during Transfiguration. Jess was chilling at her seat next to Zack and Sierra when a tall, good looking Hufflepuff walked in and over to her. "Jessica Vance?" he asked. His voice was deep and beautiful. Jess nodded in a daze, "You've been served." he said putting a detention slip on her desk. Then he walked away without another ward, "Ha ha, very funny." Zack snapped at the dude. Sierra looked at the slip, "At seven with Snape in his office. Kinky." she said joyfully. Jess gagged while Zack started to crack up. Then half-way in the lesson a girl who looked a year above them walked in and up to Zack, "Are you Zackary Pieper?" she asked, a little 'eh' at the end of her sentence. Zack looked star struck, "Yea that's me sugar. How can I help you?" he asked. She giggled at him, "You have detention tonight with Filch. Sorry though." and with that she was gone. Zack looked down in shock but kept his mouth shut the rest of the class.
It was Six-fifty seven. Jess was running as fast as her legs would go all the way down to the Potions Lab. Six-fifty eight. No, no, no, don't count me as late! Go faster legs! Six-fifty nine. She grabbed the doorknob but it wouldn't turn. NO! Hanging her head in shame she knocked on the door very lightly. "Enter!" a commanding voice shook the door. Jess grabbed the knob again and still it wouldn't turn. Seven o'clock. She stood there in shock that he would have her just stand there when he knew she had detention. Seven-one. The door swung open, pushing her down to the ground. "You're late Vance." Snape was sitting at his desk, not even looking up at her but at a pile of papers he had to grade. "The…d-door was locked…" Gods, I sound like Professor Quirell! Still he looked down, never raising his head but she still felt like his eyes were shooting daggers at her. It made her feel like she was at least a foot tall. "You will clean those cauldrons by hand. No magic." he said gesturing with his hand to twelve large copper cauldrons in the corner. Jess walked over, she didn't know where to begin. Three hours Jess, you can do this. It wont be that hard because I'll just use magic secretly. He's not even looking. She looked over at him and she was right. He was to busy to be bothered with her. She pulled her wand out of her pocket slowly, "Scourgify." she said under her breath. Jess was not a fool, she knew when she could get into trouble. This was one of those times and she should have listened this time. As she pulled the next cauldron over the light in the room seemed to dim just over her, Uh oh! What am I supposed to say? Sorry, I though it get it done faster? It's was a accident? There was a growl just behind her, "Wand." he snapped. Jess held tightly to it as she lifted it up. It was tugged on for just a moment until she let go. "What did I say?" he got down where she felt hot breath on her ear, "Hand clean." he growled through gritted teeth. Then to Jess's utter belief he spit inside the one she just cleaned, "Do it again!" the light was back over Jess as she held in a insult. "Git." she whispered, grabbing a sponge and getting to work.
After an hour of cleaning there was a knock at the door, "Enter!" Snape commanded. The door opened, Jess glared, and walked in was her acquaintance Alison who was a Gryffindor. "Professor Snape Jess is needed by Headmaster Dumbledore." she said. Confidence shot through the roof with her. Jess cocked her head at her, what did she do that made the Headmaster want her? Oh no, it's for swearing in the Great Hall earlier! He's getting me back for that. NO! "Vance! Go, you'll be back here next Tuesday." Snape snapped as he threw her wand at her. Jess stood up and followed Allison, "What does he want?" she asked. Allison was a bright spirit, nothing could damper her mood, Jess tried many time to do so. With a pony tail up she spun to face Jess, "Somebody wants you. I don't know, but… never mind." she said. They glared at each other for a moment. Their eyes doing their talking, I'll destroy you! Bring it on! It was weird how they didn't like each other. "Bye." Allison said, walking away. Jess turned to look at the Gargoyle, "Um.. Sherbet Lemon." it sprung to life and she walked up. "Well, Albus is she coming or not?" the voice was familiar to her. "She should be here soon James." Albus responded, his voice sounded cold. Jess knocked once then entered, "You saved me from detention?" she asked with a grin on her face. There stood her "Uncle" James. He wasn't her real uncle just a guy her mum dated then dumped on his sorry butt. He wasn't the greatest influence on Jess, but that didn't keep him away from her. "Uncle James!" she shouted, throwing herself into his arms. James hugged her back but in the corner of Jess's eye she could see Albus looking slightly grim. "How was your first day kiddo?" he asked. Jess thought for a moment then shrugged, "I got detention." she said it like it wasn't that bad of a thing. To her mum and dad it was a huge deal but not to James, "Jessica, what did you do? Did you kill someone?" he asked, mischief glinting in his eyes. She shook her head, "I was for a silly reason. Just out after hours." she muttered. Albus must have left cause when Jess looked back to where he was he was gone. "That's all? Let me guess, Snape gave you it didn't he? God he pisses me off!" Jess knew James was angry, his nostrils flared and his green eyes were darker than usual. "You'd know he's a traitor? A Git, that's what he is. Don't trust him Jess, he's bad." his fingers were squishing Jess's shoulders. "Oh, so know I'm the bad guy?" a growl from someone at the door. How did I get into the middle of this?…
To be continued! Ok, so my leg hurts. It is 7:42, and I'm late for Detention! Hopefully the door wont be locked! Always!