The Restricted Section Closed

Verla listened respectfully and nodded. "I think the professor was Severus Snape, but I'm not too sure. The sectumsempra spell is kind of bad to use, it's supposed to act as a sword slashing at people, Snape also made an incantation for it too. I got an O on an assignment once, I was glad because it got my overall academic grade up to an A, which I don't mind for, I was so happy when I saw it though. I can't wait for next year for the care of magical creatures, I feel I'll be very good at it. I also don't see why muggle studies are so important, I mean, I'm a half blood so people could just ask. Oh well," Verla shrugged, she couldn't remember if she'd passed her potions class or not, but she was mad when she failed her flying class assignment, she didn't understand how she could have failed the one class that was one time and super easy. She almost wanted to beg for another chance, but begging became pestering, and if she learned anything from her parents, it gets you no where besides maybe a punch in the face for being so annoying. 

The library at Hogwarts was not one that Sorrel liked. It was too small for her standards, even though many claimed it was one of the greatest libraries in the world. It simply didn't have enough books about Herbology, which was the only subject that Sorrel cared to read about. There wasn't anybody in the small herbology section, and the bushy haired professor found herself smiling slightly as she flipped through various out dated books. The books might have been old, but they were the only thing that reminded Sorrel of home, in the lush forests of Brazil. Castelobruxo was no Hogwarts though. The Brazilian Castle was nicer, and had books that were updated.

Lost in her book, the Professor hummed to herself. It was peaceful in the section of the library, far back. Close to the roped off restricted section, which was quiet, as it should be. No students dared linger by the section, especially with a Professor nearby. Even one as tame as Sorrel Wright was. Deeply intrigued by her book, even though half of the information was false.

The silence was deafening, so Sorrel heard when two students started screaming out advanced hexes. Wondering why two older students were immature enough to fight in the wings of the library, Sorrel stood up from the small desk she had been occupying and slammed her book down. These students were so stupid. Why couldn't they act their age, instead of like 11 year olds?

Walking through the shelves, Sorrel paused at the entrance to the Restricted Section. The cause of the commotion was two first year girls, both yelling spells. One had a cloak over her, but was clearly visable. Even though she seemed to think it was an invisibility cloak. The other girl was going along with the child's pretend game, and Sorrel would of thought it a simple game of children, if it wasn't for the hexes and spells being yelled and the look on both girl's faces. They were first years, so her earlier anger about older children acting like babies faded away.

Why were first years in the restricted section hurling spells at each other? Spells that first years shouldn't be able to know. Honestly, the children at this school were just insane. Why would Mellowrose teach these children such jinxs? Leonie wouldn't ever do that. She was smarter than that.

Both of the girls didn't notice Sorrel, although the woman towered over them. To truly prove their insanity, both children moved on from the topic of spells and hating eachother, then talked about homework. Sorrel served the girls, catching a glimpse of a book that clearly belonged to the restricted section of the library. Not in the hands of two incapable 11 year old girls with death wishes. At least they hadn't started with the killing curses yet.

Mentally tallying everything the two girls had done wrong--there was a long list--Sorrel took a deep breath and stalked over to the table the two girls were. Her shyness faded away, as the professor of Herbology looked onto the two girls with a displeased expression. Nobody who ruined the silence in a library to fight and steal was worthy of sympathy from her.

She couldn't remember the names of the two children, but she looked upon them with distaste. "Students may only check out a book from this section if they have a note of permission from a teacher. Stealing books from the Restricted section is frowned upon. ." Without waiting for an answer, Sorrel kept talking. She knew none of her colleagues would be stupid enough to give an 11 year old a book about dangerous spells. Not even Cazarez would do that. And that was saying something.

"Not only have you stolen a book, you've also been fighting in the library. I'm sure your heads of house would love to hear about this. ." Sorrel hoped her words scared the children. Leonie was quite scary, as was Lear. At least, they could be scary to pupils.

"I think dentition is in order for both of you. And 30 points removed from each of your houses for using dangerous spells outside of class and stealing books. I shall leave the rest of the verdict to your heads of houses, respectively." God. Couldn't there be any sane children at this school?

She would have to tell Leonie and Solomon about this, and that would mean going to their offices. Lovely. Wishing again that apperation worked in the school, Sorrel frowned at the two children. They seemed to be silent. Perhaps they had something to say to her?

Aravis hung her head down low. Miss Wright was her favorite professor and the least scary. If getting caught by her was this scary she was afraid of how Miss Scheinburg would react. She sent a glare over towards Verla. Aravis knew she should have told someone about it. Aravis looked up at Sorrel sadly feeling guilty for not having told anyone. 

"I am deeply sorry Miss Wright. I knew I should have told someone when I saw Verla in the restricted section. I didn't go in but I am the one responsible for the tickling hex and the dancing curse. I figured those ones were harmless and I just wanted to catch the culprit." Aravis had planned on telling someone that Verla was in the section but had planned to 'befriend' her first so she would reveal who she was but Miss Wright had caught her before she could fulfill her plan. Now slytherin really would kill her for loosing 30 points. 

"I know that some bad things have happened in this castle so I used what I knew. I was scared that something bad would happen and it would be my fault for letting it get away. I hadn't thought of the consequences of using the hex and curse." Aravis was truly afraid  of what would happen. Would she be expelled? Would something even worse happen? She wished she had just left the situation and told someone rather than take it on herself. 

Verla sat with shock, her mouth a bit open, her eyes wide. She had no words. "I didn't use it, professor, I simply heard and saw it and wanted to know more about it because I'd never heard of it before. I'm deeply sorry." Verla looked down as she handed the book back to the professor. She was always shy, she shouldn't have opened herself up to this school, or anyone in it. She bit her bottom lip and began walking away and slightly crying. She sniffled as she thought of losing house points, people had worked hard for it and now it would be gone. She felt horrible, but she took responsibility for her actions and dealt with the consequences. 
She kept walking until she was out of the library and into the hall way. She'd gotten what she wanted and more, so she didn't really care much. Plus, she'd made a new friend, she thought. She then began to sob, what a waste of life she was, wasting points and risking such things like that. Now everyone would hate her for what she'd done. She could lose her friends for this. She now just gave every reason for people to pick on her.