We entered our DADA classroom...it was a lot brighter than before...the drapes pinned all the way back and letting in the light from outside.
But the walls were covered in the face of Gilderoy Lockhart.
The girls I'm my class swooned and beside me V sat with his jaw wide and eyes glistening.
I nudged him and woke him from his trance.
"Will you stop it...it's really gross"
"Shut up you do the same with Draco"
"Shhhh He's sitting behind us!"
I slowly turned round to Draco who was scowling at the Professor...thank good he hadn't heard.
But I couldn't turn back around.
I hadn't realised it but over the summer Draco's jawline had defined more.
And I moved my way around his face until we made eye contact.
Shit he turned round! Mayday mayday!
I spun round in my chair, face redder than berries.
Wow...just wow Riddle.
V giggled at my redness.
Lockhart began to boast.
It was obvious he loved himself.
He walked over to a cage covered by a maroon cloth.
"It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to the wizard kind..."
The fuck is under that cloth.
I gripped my wand.
I was actually better at defending myself than I thought, after my duel with Pansy...I would say that I'm actually pretty good.
He swished at the cage and it began to shake.
"You may find yourself facing your worst fears in this room"
Ha ha yeah well I'm sure my father isn't curled up in a little cage for everyone to see so...
He bragged about how no harm can come to us as he slowly began to remove the cloth.
"I must ask you not to scream...it might...PROVOKE THEM!"
With that he harshly removed the cloth to reveal...
Oh. My. God.
How embarrassing.
Cornish fucking pixies.
oH iM sO scArEd!
Please...
The class around me giggled slightly.
The little blue pixies squeaked and squirmed in the cage
A Griffindor behind me question the pixies.
"Freshly caught Cornish pixies!"
The class howled and I turned to V but he wasn't laughing.
He seemed annoyed.
"What's gotten you in a twist? This is prime comedy"
"Stop. It's not funny. It's just not."
I laughed at his foolishness.
"I thought he was gonna show us something cool and mysterious just like him!"
I was wheezing at this point.
"I think they match him quite well!"
V prodded me harsh in the shoulder.
But he smirked slightly and began to giggle too.
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• Dangerous to dream •
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