Unpleasant or pleasant encounter?
You were able to sleep for four hours, to be precise. Before your mind could force you to get up. It was during the week, so it didn't bother you that it was only 4 o'clock in the morning. And exactly 4 hours ago, Headmaster Snape brought you the ointment for your eyesight. The bottle was still warm when you received it from him and of course the ointment did something. Your eyes feel like new and you couldn't suppress a thought. I wonder if the Headmaster was so obliging to all the students. He obviously had better things to do as Headmaster than brew a fresh ointment for a student.
But before you could think any more teenage thoughts, you straighten up. You didn't want to spend the whole day in the hospital wing, so you made your way to the healer to officially sign out. After all, you wanted to go to your dormitory and get ready for the day. After saying a nice goodbye to Madame Poppy Pomfrey, to which she was very surprised that you signed yourself out so early. You made your way to the Slytherin common room, where the girls' dormitories are located.
Madame Pomfrey explained you the way there and wrote down the password to enter. Not wanting to waste another minute unnecessarily, you finally set off. Luckily, you had also received written permission from Madame Pomfrey to go to your common room.
Since the janitor Mr. Flich mentioned by Snape was already going to give you detention, when he caught you on your way. You were very shocked by his whole demeanor, as he was very insistent on having to punish you. So you were all the more pleased to see how his face towards you changed, when he saw your written permission.
It gave you much-needed satisfaction that the greasy one could no longer bother you with his company. And since it was only 4:40 in the morning and the curfew didn't end until 5:30, you wanted to use the time to prepare.
To your astonishment, you were very surprised by the abrupt change in temperature as you slowly approached the dungeons of Hogwarts. Not only was there no window, but the stuffy, humid atmosphere finally gave you goosebumps. And it felt like the lower wards at Hogwarts weren't as well lit, but that didn't unsettle you.
You were used to getting along very well with almost no light source at all. Since you always had all the lights off at home in the evening and only the moonlight provided enough light for you to make out all the necessary outlines. And of course because of your regular nocturnal excursions, it was more advisable to move around inconspicuously.
So, on the whole, there was nothing new to you, no situation or condition you couldn't handle. As you search the dungeons for the entrance to the Slytherin common rooms, you pass an open door. The room was lit with candles, but your attention rested for a little while on the black silhouette in the back room. You quickly scurry past the door, your footsteps barely audible as you were very trained. As you turn your attention back to the front, you notice someone appear on the door behind you.
You stop and tilt your head back slightly to the side. As the corridor is barely lit, you see the familiar black figure. But he was just standing there and you felt his eyes on you. "Good morning, Headmaster Snape," you finally said, giving him a small smile. "I see... you're already feeling better... Miss......Swan. "he said coldly. "So well that's the reason why you're moving around during curfew," he mocked afterward. "I just hope you've signed out of the hospital wing and are on your way to your dormitory, Swan." he finally said.
I eyed him a little, as he seemed a little bored. "Sir, thanks to your ointment, I'm feeling better, so I thank you again," I say and continue. "I have, of course, signed out from Madam Pomfrey and i have also received written permission to get to my dormitory." I state and take a step forward. "It was not my intention to stream your nocturnal habits," I looked him in the dark eyes this time, trying to suppress my nervous voice at the same time. For some inexplicable reason, the man made me a little nervous. At least my body reacted a little differently to others.
He suddenly moved closer to me. I stiffened at his proximity, but kept my thoughts calm. Finally, he stood in front of me and bent down to me, pausing next to my head. "I strongly suspect that you'll pull yourself together a bit at Hogwarts," he said through clenched teeth. Noticing his harsh, slightly rude tone. Some sort of magical reaction was caused by me. All the torches in the hallway were extinguished in an instant by my wordless spell and we both stood in complete darkness. I noticed that Snape was very puzzled by the situation. He straightened up again and was about to draw his wand, but I quickly flicked my finger and the torches all came back on. While he scanned me with a slightly wounded look, I turned around. "I won't, Headmaster Snape," I said, suppressing my rising anger. Without giving him another glance. He let me pass and without another word. I bit my lower lip as I stood in front of the Slytherin common room. "Pureblood," I said and the door to the common room opened. I stepped inside, seething with anger.
As I made my way to a dormitory, I couldn't suppress my still rising anger so easily. My fingertips were tingling like crazy. I had the taste of my excitement in my mouth. My little rebellious nature was stirring inside me. Finally, I opened my assigned girl's dorm room and quickly realized that despite its size, the room only contained two beds. But there was no sign of another roommate. I eventually stopped dwelling on the fact and went to my things and my suitcase. I took out my sports kit and packed my shower things. I wanted to take a shower before my morning workout as I felt slightly unwell. I still had a good 40 minutes until curfew was lifted. I wanted to drown my thoughts in a hot shower. When I finally felt the first lukewarm drops under the shower, I allowed myself to let my muddled train of thought unfold. The principal had his eye on me and as quickly as the thought came, it left. After all, I was just the new student from France, why surely I had to fulfill some principal etiquette. It had nothing to do with how intense his stares were towards me. I sighed and soaped up my curvy body with my soap. I liked the idea that the principal only appreciated such looks from me and I finally blushed slightly. "And the worst thing is that he's totally my type," I said in frustration. But before I could allow myself another inappropriate thought, I finished my personal hygiene and got ready for sports.
At 05:30 sharp, I left the Slytherin common room and made my way back to the front entrance hall. I was wearing my gym clothes, which were skintight black sports leggings with a high waist. And a matching skintight black long-sleeved sports crop top that went just above my neck. The outfit showed about 5 centimeters of skin that went up over my waist towards the rib. It had a discreet, provocative style, exactly what described me and my character best. I try to show a slightly seductive nature through my clothes. I only show enough skin to create pleasure and interest in more.