Chapter conserning Muggle Studdies
"But why?" She moaned.
"Because if you do not take this class you will be forced to take arithmancy, which you are terrible at." Severus told the little blonde.
He had been appointed to help Narcissa with her choice of classes for next year, as she had no idea how to fill out the many complex forms.
"Oh." She said, brushing a strand of hair from in front of her eyes.
Narcissa looked up and noticed him staring.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing. Now here, mark the box next to Muggle Studies."
"My sister loves Muggles...I hate them."