Cassie and Lyssa AE 6

The two girls walked to Charms in silence, Cassie rubbing her fist as it hurt. Walls weren't soft things to punch,

"You know," Lyssa said, finally breaking the silence, "you going three whole weeks without doing anything stupid, rather impressive when one considers your temper..."

"Hrm," Cassie said. "When's Potions? I want to blow something up."

"Tomorrow, last class," Lyssa answered.

Cassie made a face. "What else do we hve tomorrow?"

"Er...Transfig, other Carrow, can't remember what else."

"Muggles studies?" Cassie asked taking her seat in Charms.

"Nope. Other Carrow tomorrow."

"Well that's good," Cassie said. "That one I can stand ever so slightly more."

"A little more's better than nothing, you look about ready to flip on the Muggle Studies one."

"I am, the class is stupid, the idiot who teachers it has been repeating the same thing all year and it's stupid."

Lyssa frowned. "I know this. This is why I tune it out and draw all class period. So that I don't have to listen to it."

"I don't know, I just can't tune it out."

"Try?"

"I have I just can't." She sighed. "I can tune out in any other class but that one it's just impossible."

"Maybe cause of how you were raised?"

"Probably, I grew up in that world nd they're calling it stupid."

The rest of that day went by without a hitch and so did the next day mostly.

The day after that they weren't so lucky, Cassie walked out of Muggle studdies again and as luck would have it right into the headmaster. "Miss Evans what are you doing?" "Walking. Away. From. That. Nutshell. You. Call. A. Class." Cassie clenched her fist tightly again.

Lyssa had watched Cassie walk out again, the rest of the class not bothering. She thinks they expected it or something. Just before the door swung shut again Lyssa had the unpleasantry of seeing Snape. Well crap.

"Really?" He said in his annoyngly irritating voice. "Yes, I grew up in that world, and you guys are blabering about how much it sucks."

Lyssa bit her lip, wondering what was going on out there. She didn't hear any shouting yet so that was good.

"We are not-" "Yes you are. I'm sick and tired of sitting here and having to listen to that crap," her voice was rising but she didn't care. "Support fricken Voldemort if you want to but don't try and push your beliefs on us."

Lyssa internally winced, there was the yellling.

"Miss Evans-" "No." Cassie snapped. "I've had fricke enough." And ignoring Snape she reopened the door and looked at Lyssa. "Coming?" She asked bleakly.