Had that intensity been focused at her, she wasn't sure how she'd have handled it, but it wasn't, it had been in her defence. She wasn't sure how to feel about that. Did Daphne really feel that way, or was she just doing what Harry asked her?
They arrived at the centre of the quidditch pitch to find most of their classmates form Slytherin and Hufflepuff milling around a long line of mouldy old brooms. She avoided the glares in her direction from the Dark and instead shuffled over to the Hufflepuff boys, who'd formed their own little circle.
"Good morning Wayne, Zach. Hi, Justin. Hey, Kevin." She greeted the two Gray and two muggleborn Hufflepuff boys with a wave and a smile.
Kevin Entwistle stood an inch or two taller than the rest of them. Someone like Malfoy would no doubt laugh at his loose tie and his mousy brown hair had an almost Harry-like just-got-out-of-bed look.
Justin Finch-Fletchley, by contrast, was as immaculately dressed and groomed as he'd been both in Madam Malkin's and later when she'd successfully found him on the train, even if those clothes would be considered fairly common by wizarding standards.
All four returned her greetings and made room for her in the circle.
Zach gave her an imperious nod. "So, what's this we hear about you and Snape? Rumour says he attacked you."
She nodded. Justin and Kevin gasped.
"Yes, he did — Legilimency attack."
Wayne tutted.
Zach sucked his breath in. "I'm going to take my practise a lot more seriously from now on, I think."
She nodded.
Kevin and Justin shared a confused look. Kevin spoke. "But… if the teacher attacks a student, shouldn't he be thrown out?" Wayne and Zach shuffled.
"It's not quite as simple as that," Wayne said. Zach nodded. "Yeah, legilimency isn't considered assault until actual damage is done, and if you can defend yourself no damage will be done.
"And if damage is done," Wayne continued, "it's usually hard to prove."
She jumped in. "Of course, it is considered extremely rude. It's not the sort of thing done in polite company."
Justin frowned. "That doesn't seem right. What is legilimency anyway?" "It's a form of mind magic. It's not quite mind reading, but it's sort of like that."
Kevin's mouth dropped. "Mind reading?" She looked around to where the Hufflepuff girls were standing. Heiresses Bones and Abbott, along with Sally Smith, and two other girls she didn't know were talking with the one lone Hufflepuff Light boy, Ernest Macmillan. "More like mind surfing," she said.
Wayne tilted his head. "What's surfing?"
Justin and Kevin shot Wayne incredulous looks.
"It's a muggle sport. Think riding a broom on massive waves of water."
"That sounds kinda cool."
Kevin threw up his arms. "We're getting off the point! What's going to happen to the potions professor? I really don't like him. He was nothing but nasty all class. Leanne almost cried! I right wanted to give him it." Zach looked at her. "Yes, Miss Granger, Vassal of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin, what is going to happen to Snape?"
She fidgeted with the cuff of her robes. "I'm not sure yet. That depends on my lord."
Kevin's eyes widened. "Your lord? Vassal? So you're right nobby then?"
Justin and Zach rolled their eyes out of Kevin's view.
She opened her mouth to reply.
"Don't worry about it Hermione," Wayne interjected. "Kevin's just having an interesting time adjusting, isn't that right, Kev?" Wayne playfully elbowed the larger boy. Kevin crossed his thick arms. "Look, the way mum raised me, I'm just not used to all this nobbyness, kay?"
She smiled, "Don't worry. You'll get used to it soon."
"Alright everyone!" A loud female voice interrupted them. "All attention on me and I'll show you how to properly mount your brooms."
Daphne climbed towards the Hogwarts castle after their first flying lesson, trying to ignore the feeling that she was going to fall over onto the grass. Despite a few tentative flights with Harry, clinging onto his waist for dear life, she'd never really gotten the hang of flying. Harry made it look easy and the other Slytherins kept shooting him furtive glances, especially Malfoy, whose flying, while good, clearly wasn't as good her lord's.
She was actually glad for the distraction. Malfoy and the rest of them had distanced themselves from her, Granger, Tracey, and Blaise. Slytherin house seemed to be drawing lines, and she wasn't sure exactly what those lines even represented.
She looked around and paused.
Granger made it a few steps in front of her before turning in question. Tracey and Blaise continued on walking for a moment, before they too stopped.
At the edge of the forest, a man with a hard to miss turban disappeared behind a tree trunk, heading deeper into the forbidden forest.
She frowned, carried on climbing, caught up to Granger, and whispered into her ear. "Third floor, now."
Granger's eyes widened slightly before she gave a small nod.
"What's up you two?" Tracey asked. "Nothing. Hermione and I have a few things to take care of. See you at Lunch?" Tracey and Blaise looked at each other. "Sure. See you then," Tracey said.
"Don't get in trouble," Blaise added with a wink.
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