I woke up to someone rubbing my back. This was the third time this week that this had happened. I knew whoever it was, Ms. Walker most likely, would be pissed.

"Harry," she said soothingly

"Mmm?"

"Harry, can you tell us what we're looking at?"

I readjusted my glasses and squinted at the slide.

"Uh...Uranus?"

The class burst out in laughter. I didn't know if it was because I was completely wrong, or if I had something stuck in my hair or on my face. I hadn't had a decent night's sleep in two months. Why would she do this? Turn off the lights with a bunch of sleep-deprived teenagers? Someone was bound to sleep. I can't believe I did it again though.

"Very Good, Harry. Now, can you tell me what this is?" she clicked to a new slide, it all looked vaguely familiar.

"A...uh...bezor? Or a—?"

"Bezor is correct Harry,"

The bell rang, and everyone shot up and left class.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"I don't know...I guess...it's just..."

"They'll wait a few minutes"

"Okay,"

"Harry, you're a bright kid, you shouldn't be in this class. You're smarter than this. You should be in the advanced class."

"I don't have the time, it's too much work,"

"Harry, there's tutoring after school, they stay open for the girls, Lynzi, Jacy and Sara have study groups on Mondays and Wednesdays, you should really think about it."

"I don't know, I mean—I've been really busy, I could try..."

"Good, I'll tell them you'll be there on Monday. Here's the book,"

That book. God, it seemed to weigh about three hundred pounds.

"Okay, I've really got to go though,"

"I understand, I'll see you tomorrow"

"Bye,"

I grabbed my book-bag and left the class. I hated this school. I wish I was back at Hogwarts. Not here. Not here. It was my choice. My decision. I chose this school over Hogwarts. Hogwarts was were everyone was. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, all of them.

"You're late again, Harry" Katie said

"Sorry, Ms. Walker kept me,"

"Here he is! Here's daddy!" she lifted up Mia as she squirmed out of Katie's arm and made her way into my arms.

"Hey, sweetie," I said as I cradled her, "let's go home"