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闇 II–The black long fabric of the Slytherin robe Yami was clad in graced his slender legs every now and again as he walked down the quiet large halls, though, there were a good reason for that as the midnight-haired youth were once again.. late, which shouldn’t come as a surprise as the crimson hued youth pretty much did as he so damned well pleased, and that included arriving late to most classes, however, due to him being able to follow every lecture without falling behind, he wasn’t frowned upon by the teachers a whole lot, also because of their history with him when  he had been a child running around in Hogwarts like it was his own playground. 

A laid-back and rather UNCARING expression graced the pale features, showing that Yami really didn’t care that he was already ten minutes late for Potions class, even if he knew he would get an earful once he arrived.

The noises of other lectures in full swing soon filled the hall that the youth was currently in, telling him that he was almost there. 

Once Yami arrived, slender digits pushed the heavy wooden door to the classroom open with an attitude that didn’t show a speck of care for his lateness, however, familiar eyes quickly landed on him as he walked leisurely to his seat where he sat down with a sigh leaving his nostrils.

                                    ‘ Mister.. Fenwick  

Snape, right on time as always.. It wasn’t the first time he had heard that tone, the tone that masked the man’s emotions real good, only displaying irritation, and it wasn’t going to be the last, that was for sure.
                                                
     Last time I looked this wasn’t a school for laziness and relaxation so the next time I see this I will have you answer in front of the entire class every kind of herb there is in the Forbidden Forest… Now, page.. 120..        
     

Yami held back rolling his eyes as he took out his Magical Drafts and Potions textbook to proceed flipping the pages until he hit the desired number.                                  

            ACE WAS ANGRY         This god damn Slytherin came too late with so much arrogance surrounding him that the raven felt sick only by looking at the other one. But the worst thing were Snape’s reaction: Nothing. The potion professor had only made one comment about a next time and went on rambling about dangerous herbs. Gritting his teeth the Gryffindor turned to shoot a hateful glance at the back of Yami who was sitting in front of him. Zoro besides him seemed equally annoyed but ignored the snake at least while the freckled boy besides him seemed to shake in anger. 

                              ❝            STUPID SNAKES are all the same…     

                         HE MUTTERED and saw how Zoro nodded approvingly, his eyes glued to Yami’s back as well now. Chewing on his lower lip the dark haired noticed how broad those shoulders already were and hummed, touched his owns with a frown. Cursing under his breath he finally averted his silvery hues to his desk, right in time because Snape seemed to smell that something was off. 

                ❝   IS THERE something interesting to find on Mister Fenwick’s back, Mister Portgas? Or is the problem settled now? Twenty points from Gryffindor for not following my class in order to stare at others.  

                     HE SHARPLY remarked and eyed the kid shortly, pale face indifferent and no emotions gracing his dark hues        Ace felt heat rising to his cheeks and hid his face under his arms, let out a muffled sound filled with desperation. The amused flicker in his professors orbs went by unnoticed as the man walked back in front of the class and let his fingertips clap against the board, words started to appear. 

                     ❝    IT’S PROJECT time again. I will announce the teams now and make sure, that a bad one will work together with a good student to have the best results for everyone.   We’ll start with Mister Portgas who seems to try to find a way to fuse with his desk rather than looking at me. You’ll work with Mister Fenwick… Mister Roronoa will work with Misses Dracule…           

                                          PLEASE, LET THIS BE ONLY A DREAM !

 






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