Bored on the First Day

Di laughed.

"Should've gone for her hair. Then again, it's so oily it might've actually caught.

Aveira snickered. "Most likely. But this is more fun." She moved her wand again, the flames jumping onto her sweater.

Di laughed.

"You have a point there."

Aveira leaned back, putting her boot-clad feet on one of the tables as she danced her wand in the air. The fire moved to the girl's hair. She started crying before realizing it didn't hurt. Her mouth dropped open in wonder. "Mudblood," Aveira muttered.

"I like mudbloods," she said, grinning, "they're more fun!"

Aveira shrugged. "They're stupid though." She didn't hate mudbloods as one would expect, but that didn't mean she liked them, either.

"They're good target practice."

"That they are, my dear." She made the fire disappear now that the girl wan't scared of it anymore.

She smiled.

"I wonder what would've happened if your father would've won."

She shrugged. "No target practice."

"Guess so. Did you hear the latest rumour circulating through the seventh years? It's said that Snape had... had a daughter."

Aveira looked at her with wide eyes. "Who'd wanna do it with him?"

"I don't know!" she snapped, "but apparently SOMEBODY did."

((OOC: XD LILY, oh, wait, no that would be odd timing... MCGONAGALL *has hit absurdist theory EVER, but has also read that fic* some random chick, actually, who just happens to be my next charrie... yup, because I love and adore Snape that much and he just DESERVES to have his bloodline continued.

I know. NARCISSA MALFOY. *Nodnod* Since this takes place 16-17 years later, it's a bit of a stretch, but it works.))

((lol, ooookay then))

Aveira shivered. "You are much prettier, mon cherie," she purred. She took every chance she got to flirt.

"Than who? The person that fucked Snape or him?"

"Both my dear." She batted her eyelashes flirtatiously.

She laughed.

A passing first year looked at them funny, and then proceeded to burst into tears as his books turned into a giant spider.

Di was laughing, hiding her wand and trying to look like it wasn't her fault.

"Fascinating."

"You're always fascinating, love," Aveira said, grinning.

"I see," she said, "so is that first year's expression."

The first year was still crying.

The books were suddenly books again.

Aveira glanced at the first year. "First years are such babies. When I was a first year, the first thing I did was curse a seventh year who made a joke about my clothes." She shook her head. "I miss those days," she said wistfully.

"When I was a first year, the first thing I did was Curse Harry's children... Dad didn't like that too much..."

Aveira snickered. "I'll bet he didn't."

"It was fun, though."

((OOC: Scorpius+Albus are 9, Lily's 8, and James is their age...

XD she lives with Scorpius, Lily visits on weekends, and James brings Albus once every couple weeks.))

((Okayz))

Aveira smirked. "I don't like Potter. I don't like his kids either."

"Same here. Don't know what dad sees in that faggot..."