3. High School AU
Arthana clenched her jaw in frustration, glaring at him. As calmly as she could, she picked up her chem and trig book, and moved over to where her anatomy book lay, placing it back in her arms.
She turned back around to face Illidan, who still had a smirk on his face. “You’re a real asshole, you know that?” Pushing a lock of blonde hair out of her face, Arthana hugged the books to her chest, waiting to see what he would do.
He shrugged, watching as she retrieved the book he had kicked away, straightening up, once again. Illidan didn’t particularly care how Arthana felt about him, and her statement just spurned a chuckle to escape from between his lips.
"Why don’t you tell me something I don’t know, princess," he mused, quirking an eyebrow at her, folding his arms across his broad chest. This was much too fun to stop, and her expression was priceless as he approached her once again, throwing an arm around her shoulders, glancing at her momentarily. "Class is going to start soon, Arthanaaaa~ Don’t want to be late, eh?"
She made a noise of disgust as he draped his arm over her shoulders. “Get off,” she muttered, pushing him away. Although he was right—class was beginning to start.
Casting one last look of hate towards Illidan, she began walking down the hall to her history class.
From the AU starter generator
4: Harry Potter AU
"Which," she said back quietly as they sat down in front of a giant cauldron to share, "is a house that neither of us are in. I have a feeling that he’s hiding something."
She shut up as Snape began instructing, her eyes drifting around the room. Beside her, Zeliek paid very close attention to the lesson. She’d ask him about it after class.
Zeliek did his best to focus on every word as he took notes, occasionally shooting a sympathetic glance towards a student who was unfortunate to fall victim to Snape’s insults. At the same time though, he was hoping Snape would stay far away from the desk he and Arthana were sharing.
As the potions master continued to verbally lash out at a poor student who accidentally added the wrong ingredient to their cauldron, Zeliek leaned over to Arthana and whispered in her ear.
"Who spat in his pumpkin juice? Snape seems more cross today then usual."
She stifled a giggle, disguising it as a cough with her hand. Once Snape had his back to them, she leaned over to take a peek at Zeliek’s notes.
"It’s so difficult to tell," she whispered, "he’s always so cross."
Arthana quickly returned her eyes to her own blank parchment, as Snape drifted around towards them to monitor their progress.
I love harry potter so much, it brings me to tears.
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