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It seemed like an eternity that they had been standing there and one of the scenes playing heavily, vividly, in the over active imagination of the 16-year-old's mind were the eyes of his classmates when they came back from the grounds with the Slytherin Head of House upon the conclusion of the lesson. Of ALL of them seeing this, another example being made of the former faculty just like had been made of Headmistress Hawthorne at the start of term feast. By now, it wasn't about sending the students a message...it was about public humiliation as far as he was concerned.
He must had zoned out staring at his feet and missed his classmates coming back unaccompanied, small blessings at this point because the last spiral he needed was on more incriminating actions, but his blood (which already running cold) entirely froze when he heard the Slytherin Head of House speak.
No...nonononono...
His eyes shut tight, as if doing so would also make him deaf but it was as though the entire scene around him had had Sonorus cast upon it. His ears even seemed to pick up the subtle rustling of the passing of paper, the haughty breath of satisfaction of the Headmaster, the ..... giving a mighty jump when Jessa too his hand, jolted awake from his thoughts. He pulled his hand back sharply to his side, not wanting to be touched right now and shot her a look of complete dread. He wasn't even thinking about the rules against PDA right now, he couldn't.
This was all happening entirely to quickly. Entirely. Unnaturally so. But before he could spiral off into the comfort of conspiracy theories...the now really REALLY former Hogwarts libraian spoke again...
...and it was as though the man could read his thoughts, causing his lips to twitch a bit but dare not form any sort of smile. The man...had basically just threatened the Headmaster, hadn't he? In an attempt to numb his fears, he focused again on eclipses...wondering how often they occurred per year, how you were able to predict such things occurring from star charting or whatever, differences between solar and lunar, if they were always full shadows...things he may never learn now because he had absolutely every intention of dropping Astronomy now and had regrets in not doing so already.
Fingers now gripping, knotting, themselves into the fabric of his trousers to prevent his hands from noticeably trembling...Derf foolishly looked up just in time to see the man turn to walk away after his butterfly patronus. He, like Headmistress Hawthrone, had left with their dignity to some degree he reckoned. Not protesting nor really giving Headmaster Scrimgeour the satisfaction of seeing them upset...for the most part.
Derf just wanted to get back inside by this point. It was well after curfew and with supervision or not...he wanted to be anywhere but here. The darkness of his dorm after lights out felt a welcoming treat for once.
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