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My favourite class was Latin, even before Professor Snape came along. That's not actually his name. Richard, Shamrock and I just call him that all the time. I mean, the physical resemblance to Alan Rickman is uncanny, but beyond that... Well, he just acts like a Snape.
He doesn't like me, which is a shame, because I think he's amazing. Then again, I don't really blame him, given the reason Mrs. Calliope retired.
I mean, to be fair, the entire thing was an accident. I actually didn't deserve these detentions. I mean, I get the Halloween ones, though half of them weren't really my fault either. And I completely understand the ones I got for that stunt Richard and I pulled with Jane.
But if anyone deserves the detentions in this case, it's Phil.
The doodle had been pressuring me to go out with him since Halloween. Something about how I'm “His kind of girl.” Ugh. The absolute pig.
I told him no, each time he asked, but he kept asking. So finally I had to say no a bit more forcefully. He gave me no other option. It was either continue to be harassed by the weasel, or get back at him. Obviously I chose the latter.
After our late night excursion with Jane, Richard and I had kinda been put under house arrest. And no amount of the amazing telekinesis prowess I had been gaining could help with that.
For a while I thought maybe I could touch Jane again, and go back to being invisible. I had started to control that power a little more, towards the end. It would be just enough to get me out of the dorm at night. I could sneak over to Phil's dorm, and do something horrible.
But, naturally, the heinous she-cow had her door locked. I tried picking it, to no avail.
So, I had one option left.
Her name is Bronwyn. She's usually very quiet in class. It took us ages to figure out why. She's like a freaking Harry Potter witch or something, I swear. She says spells, and things happen. I half expect her to accio stuff to her. But she never does. It's some other weird word. Welsh, or something, I think.
Anyway, Richard was the one who thought that I might be able to get her power. So I did. That part was easy enough. A light touch on the hand is all it really takes for me any more. She didn't even notice I wasn't wearing my usual gloves. Heck, she barely even noticed that I'd touched her. Talk about zoned out.
Richard and I started looking up Welsh words for nasty things that I could do to Phil. And I was all ready to exact my revenge.
Only, it seemed like the whole Welsh thing didn't work. I thought for sure that my power had failed, or that maybe Bronwyn's power is one that I simply can't mimic.
Richard seemed to think it was my pronunciation. But dd can't make a th sound, it just isn't right. So what if it's not English, it's still using the latin alphabet, so it should still abide by the same rules. Digraphs and all.
So I started to plot some other revenge on him, and didn't give another thought to Bronwyn and her power.
I should probably explain before I go on about why Latin was my favourite subject, even before Professor Snape. Well, it's simple. I already knew Latin. The nuns made us learn it. They said it would put us closer to God. According to them, though, beating ourselves would also put us closer to God. So I don't put much stock in what they say.
I mean, sure, under Mrs, Calliope Latin was fun enough. Certainly more fun than the nuns who just made us repeat a lot of prayer Platypus over and over again. Jeeze, we get it, you're nuns. You're married to God, shut up about it.
We found out in my next Latin class just why my power hadn't seemed to work.
Apparently I can't exactly use Welsh spells if I don't know the language. Though it wasn't just my pronunciation that was off. According to Bronwyn, who was put in detention with me for “sharing” her power with me – B.S., and the teachers know it – she has to know what she's saying. It's more than just saying the word and expecting things to happen.
Why we were talking about fire in latin class is the real mystery here. Mrs Calliope was freaking out while everyone tried to put it out. I was kinda just in shock.