Just a regular Wednesday morning in Hogwarts, Arianna Rockcliff thought to herself. Sitting the potions classroom at 8'o clock in the morning., Snape just droned on and on. Her thoughts continued in her mind as she blocked out the professors deep and sleepy voice, I mean isn't N.E.W.T stuff supposed to be hard? I guess not. Since I already know all of this stuff. According to Snape that makes me the new resident know-it-all since the infamous Hermione Granger had left. Everything had been so dull since the Golden Trio had left the school. And with Snape in charge, and the Carrow's running about the castle it was like Hogwarts was a whole new school. Nothing was the same, She pondered. Including me, once a bubbly and vivacious girl, I had now gone more quiet and reserved. I let others take the lead. Being the muggleborn witch that I was, I was heavily targeted at school. And I hated it. I mean I saw what the purebloods were coming from. And though I would never say it, it secretly made sense. So I learned to suck it up and take it like the lady that I was. It really didn't make a difference anyway. I was second in my grade, only beaten by Hermione Granger. And who could beat her at any rate? With the way she studies I'd have to be a nun! I was better then pureblood Draco and pureblood Pansy. I am better, even now. Shit, what did Snape just say? Oh, yeah we're talking about the Familia Potion. Everyone started moving, including my partner, Hannah Abbot. Great, of course I got paired with the stupidest girl in my year. Let's hope she doesn't screw the potion up. Although I could probably get Snape to just take points from her if worse comes to worse.
"Earth to Aria, time to start."
I, fakely, smiled up at her. At least she knew of my tendencies to space out most of the time.
I got up and starting collecting the ingredients, some wormwood and bat stuff nasty items really. I mean I like potions don't get me wrong, but seriously dried starfish? That is just gross. Turn left 3 times then right once. Add the white sand now. Turn again to the left and then let simmer until it turns white. Okay, well that was easy enough.
After around 5 minutes went by the potion was white. Snape walked by to test it. Lifting his nose at what he calls the filthy table. Since we were both muggleborn. The potion was "acceptable" to his highness's liking. God, I hated him.
Honestly, I hoped Voldemort killed him when he figured it all out. I had known that he was Dumbledore's spy since I was a 4th year. I once heard them talking in the hall after Snape got a few rounds of the cruciatus curse at a particularly hard meeting. I had no doubt that he was, in fact a death eater and a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Yet, I could not for the life of me tell you whose side he was really on. But regardless, did he really have to be such a bastard? I swear to Merlin himself, if Voldemort doesn't kill the greasy git soon then I will.
It was time to test the potion, Snape announced from the front of the room. All I have to do is add a drop of blood and then dip a quill into it and drop a spot of the ink on paper. After picking up the knife we had I added my blood to the concoction, after a few stirs, I grabbed my quill and the paper. All right dip the quill in and drip on paper. After a second or two the paper started showing names that no one was writing. When it seemed finished, I grabbed the paper to look for the names Arabella and James, my muggle parents.
I screeched aloud in class. Everyone turned to look at me. What was this? How could this be? It wasn't possible! I did something wrong! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! Hannah picked up my paper and began to read it, her face becoming contorted in shock as she continued. I no longer cared at that point. All I could focus on was breathing, which was becoming difficult now. In, out, in, out, I thought. And then the world went black.