Snippet #2640422

Back in the hallway Bellatroix paced to her classroom with arms behind her back and a perpetual grin across her face. This was her first year as a teacher, but she wasn't nervous, she was quite ecstatic. She opens the door and walks in, closing her eyes and holding out her arms as a nightmarish assortment of flora decorating the entirety of the room reach out and encircle her with their branches and vines. Twisted and gnarly as if from another world are some but others with fruits and flowers bright and beautiful. The sound of rustling leaves and gurgles fills the room.

"Remember, you are not to harm the young ones when they come." Her tone with strict conviction as one of the vines wraps around her right arm like a snake, ever so controlled that it seems entranced by her presence, as do they all. In the very back of the room a thumping sound emits from a very large and foggy glass container. She glances back at the container, a piercing gaze with eyes lit with an unworldly glow. "Especially you, or do you wish for another pruning?" The thumping stops and the container is silent, the strange plants apparently have some basic animal instincts, fear among them.

She walks over to her desk and sits down in a large, durable, but incredibly comfy conference chair, legs sprawled out over the armrest. It creaks with her weight which seems many times greater than her current appearance depicts. She pulls out a phone, looks at it to see if there's been any messages then puts it down and begins tapping, her long nails making a fascinating rhythm against the metal . As she waits a garden snail crawls across her desk, dropping recently from one of the large plants. Her gaze fixates on it before snatching it up and immediately scarfing it down, all in one swift fluid motion. Her face shifts to one of concern as she looks at her hand, her grin fading at a realization, a product of her nurture aspect.

"Oh dear, carnivorous students..."