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[1-4] Harry couldn’t help but wince at her response to Hermione, something which was inevitably mirrored by his friends in their shock. Voldemort? Loving someone? It was so absurd it made him want to laugh, but he withheld the urge, just barely. It was a ridiculous thought; wasn’t it Dumbledore who said that if there was one thing Voldemort didn’t understand, it was love? It was physically impossible to even believe the girl before him. Perhaps she was shrouded in false hope. Maybe she believed that he cared for her, when in reality she meant nothing to him, just another sheep in his flock of neglected followers. The thought almost made him want to pity her. As the class went on, Harry couldn’t help but continue to observe her almost obsessively. Snape’s words were distant and incomprehensible, the only being of interest sitting right next to him.

[2-4] As much as he tried to pay attention to other activities in the room, his gaze always ended up reverting back to her. He was getting increasingly uncomfortable by the minute, shifting uneasily on his stool and biting his lower lip in agitation. He was close to standing and changing seats at one point, but something kept him rooted. Something in her pleading eyes and almost sad, delicate features. When those were directed at him, he felt his heart stop and something close to uncertainty penetrated his immediate dislike. Was it wrong to judge a person purely because of their parent? He had more than a right to be wary of her. The man had destroyed his life, killed his parents, soiled what should’ve been a happy childhood. But did he have a right to be so cold and treat her with disdain, act as though she was the one to blame for his rotten life?

[3-4] He sighed. No, he didn’t. He didn’t know her at all; she could be the complete opposite of her father. And from what he heard and saw, it was completely possible. Except maybe for that one meeting with Malfoy. At the thought of the Slytherin, Harry turned slightly and gave the blonde a narrowed glare, one that was immediately returned. He caught sight of the faded blush on Malfoy’s pale cheeks and couldn’t help but snort, something which seemed to infuriate the boy. He had no chance to spit some horrible insult, however, before Snape resumed his irritating belittlement. Harry didn’t pay the man any attention, merely frowning and keeping his gaze stubbornly directed to the soft wood of his table. Eventually, after a tedious five minutes of the greasy gits never-ending drone, they were finally given a task to do. They were to make a potion; Antidote to Common Poisons. In pairs. With the person next to them.

[4-4] Harry inadvertently cast the girl next him a cautious glance, his fingers instinctively trembling in worry. He did understand that he couldn’t judge her too harshly, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a little concerned. She may not have her father’s personality, but what about his power? His strength? That was enough to make anyone wary. The moment Snape instructed them to prepare for their potion, he stood. “I’ll go get our ingredients then, yeah?” he said quickly, moving towards the cabinet without waiting for a response. Was he being irrational? Maybe. But his reasons were completely valid. At least, he believed them to be…

1-3 A scowl slipped upon Harry's face before he could control himself as Snape's irritating drawl echoed around the vast classroom, eliciting a few laughs from the surrounding Slytherins that he decidedly ignored. Another day, another typical Potions lesson; involving him and Ron being assaulted with a list of insults from the Potions master, most of which appeared completely random and unprovoked. It was taking every amount of self-control he had to stop himself from snapping back at the man, a rebuking insult lingering dangerously at the tip of his tongue. But the idea of spending an hour of detention with the greasy-haired wizard was enough to silence him, causing him to merely bristle irritably and stew in his frustration. Honestly, didn't the man have anything better to do than badger Gryffindors all day?

2-3 He sighed, just about ready to give up on his predicament, when the door opened and the Headmaster entered. Relief immediately washed over him at the interruption, though it was soon replaced by curiosity when he noticed the girl accompanying Dumbledore. She looked...familiar. But he was quite certain they had never met before, which made the sensation all the more confusing. Until her name was mentioned. He immediately stiffened, emerald eyes widening in shock as a series of quiet murmurs filled the large dungeon. Riddle? How could he have possibly had a child? It could’ve been just a coincidence, but a nagging feeling at the back of his head told him otherwise. Those dark eyes…he had seen them before. Upon the diary memory he had fought with in his second year. A sudden anxiety filled his chest, threatening to suffocate him.

3-3 Surely this couldn't be possible... surely... He immediately bowed his head, staring determinedly at the wooden desk before him when she moved into the room. He felt her sit next to him, but made no indication that he noticed, his breathing noticeably heavier than usual. "Hi there! How are you doing?" Hermione...always trying to make light conversation. Though there was still a worrying edge to her voice, despite her attempt to seem polite. His eyes fluttered shut momentarily as he tried, in vain, to calm himself. There was the strong possibility that she wasn't like her father; but, somehow, Harry couldn't bring himself to believe that...

Kaji smiled before he just laughed slightly. "Great", he responded. "Just go straight ahead and turn left", he told her, motioning his hand in that direction.

Kaji walked past the boys who usually scowled at him and he took a seat on the green sofa. His eyes looking to the fireplace, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. It was a habit of his to do that. Kaji was soon lost in his thoughts. Well that was until he was pulled from his thoughts by Vanna. He sighed before rising from his seat and walking towards her. "Looking for the girls dorm?", he asked, his baby blue eyes looking at her

Ezra chuckled at her answer and nodded. "Alrighty then." He also picked up his burger and took a bite out of it. All of the flavors filled his mouth. Aby munched away at her ketchup covered fries with a smile. "Where would you like to start?" Ezra asked after swallowing his food.

[ Okay ;D Do you mind starting then? ]

"Oh okay." Teddy said thinking that the ministry of magic had seriously buggered up. Teddy however carried on joking around with his friends as they all ate. 'Right common room time' Danny said smiling as all of them got to their feet

"Rightt so they send you to a school of witchcraft and wizardry.....They seem...Interesting" Teddy said looking at her and then at his friends who were pulling a confused face.

Kaji smiled slightly before rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm Kaji Snape. Its nice to meet you", he responded before he began to walk out of the Great Hall. He came to a stop at the entrance of the Slytherin common room before saying one word. "Pureblood", his eyes looking back to see Vanna before stepping through

"I don't mind." He smiled softly, watching her. The waitress walked over and sat the plates before them, then the drinks. Everything smelled wonderful. Aby grabbed the bottle of ketchup and basically drowned her french fries in the stuff. Ezra shook his head with a small laugh. "Where are you going to visit?" He asked as he picked up one of his fries and popped it in his mouth.

[ Hey! Of course. Storyline or freestyle? ]