Okay, this is my first HP fic. I don't have much to say about this but I'm just making it all up as I go along.

I know it's probably not as original as you'd like it to be but… yeah, if you don't wanna read it, I'm not gonna make you.


Severus Snape sat at the large desk in the office of his private quarters, wondering what potion to teach his 6th year Gryffindor/Slytherin class the next week. He always had to put more thought into this particular class as it seemed to include his best and his worst students.

After devising a new seating plan (with Mr Longbottom as far from his desk as possible and Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy as far from each other as possible) he decided on a slightly difficult voice changing potion.

'The only problematic ingredients (meaning the most likely ingredients for Mr Longbottom to blow up) will be added at the beginning of the potion therefore I'll still be near the front of the class and won't be anywhere near him when he does it.'

With that, he finished up the rest of his lesson plans and went to bed.

The same night, Bethany Collins, a 6th year Slytherin student, sat in her shared dorm room, finishing her charms assignment due a couple of days later, once finished the written task of the assignment, she charmed the parchment into a ceramic statue of a fighting fish, that being the last task of the assignment, to make the parchment a statue out of any medium except parchment.

Having finished her homework for the night, she pulled a sketch pad and her pencils to continue her work on her favourite hobby, Writing and drawing manga. Writing and drawing were always an escape from the real world for Bethany, once she started writing, it didn't matter who she was, what was in her past or her (obvious to her) unchangeable future, she could just get lost in the plot and not return for quite some time.

The story line of the currently being created manga centred on the life of a student who was practically invisible to all around her. Bethany felt odd to be making a story about herself, and even a little sad to be making up plots to make her life seem more interesting and hiding what she didn't want to show.

Bethany didn't have any friends, at school or at home. At home, she was a pretty much a slave and at school, she was a shadow, hiding the fact that she was more of a slave than her father's daughter.

The only problem with being a shadow is that everyone walks right by you and you can't seem to join them. She spent so much time trying to blend in and be 'un-noticeable' and average that she was now seemingly invisible to the rest of the population.

She couldn't really help it though, although she wouldn't mind one friend at least, she didn't like the thought of having to lie to that friend all the time.

Bethany wasn't called on in class to answer questions, but she didn't mind that as she would always get embarrassed and nervous with the attention on her. What she didn't appreciate thought was being ignored by everyone. She'd like so much for someone to just say 'hi' to her when they passed her in a hall. She knew that she didn't speak loudly but she also knew that they were not so deaf as to not be able to hear her. Slytherins, almost by rule, were not the nicest of people, but she would hope that at least her room mates would say more to her than 'Hurry up in the shower' or 'lock the door on your way out'.

Sighing, she put away all her books and pencils and got ready for bed, loosely braiding her medium length brown hair. Bethany kept it that way so it wouldn't stand out for being too short or long, just average. She didn't really understand why but she seemed to get tired earlier and awaken later than the other students.

Shrugging it off as something to think about later, as always, she went to bed.


So check it out, I stopped thinking about putting the first two chapters together and actually did it. Death to procrastination! Although, it's not actually me that's doing this…

I'd like to say that I want you to review but it doesn't really matter, I'd just like to know who's actually taken the time to read this.

Thanks.