CHAPTER:1

I'm in a good mood today. I don't know what's making me so cheerful and happy but still is just a pleasant mood. Maybe it's the weather- its not too cold , not too hot ….its just nice and perfect. Besides today I replied to potter's question in a calm way. You know that same old question- asking me out; which generally heats me up.

This year I can feel the change. The school year isn't that hard, people have grown taller. Seriously though, never expected the summer break after fourth year to be so long, making me about one inch taller.

Potter has grown taller too. Still that arrogant little bimbo is a head taller than me. AAARRGG! Why am I thinking about potter and spoiling my mood?

I move to the last class of the day: defense against the dark arts, with Alice of course. And then round it goes again- I see potter and his friends smirking and laughing; must've cracked some other nasty joke. He catches my eye and then winks at me, to which I reply by narrowing my eyes. Then before I have a chance to look at his reaction, the professor walks in.

"Good morning students!" he calls out to us with great enthusiasm.

Then some of the students in the class wish back. Professor Blindin is an old, average-heighted, and a bit fat man with a bunch of white hair on his bald head. People here at Hogwarts are saying that he is planning to retire next year. They say that the job is jinxed. No wonder Blindin is afraid.

"Today we shall be having a practical lesson." At this statement there was a lot of hooting in the class. Professor Blindin was a fair teacher- he took equal amount of practical and theory lessons in a year. He's a rather cheerful and fun person, at least from what I think.

"Quite down class! I appreciate your enthusiasm but no hooting please. Now if you please. Today our lesson will be about Boggarts. Can someone tell me what type of creatures, Boggarts are?"

I raise my hand at this one. I hear Black mutter "as usual, miss Brainy Evans." I give him the dirtiest look I can manage to make. In return he sticks out his tongue at me. Lousy git. You know when we were five, sticking out your tongue at someone was equal to showing them the middle finger.

"Yes, miss Evans"

I take a step forwards and then answer.

"Boggarts are creatures who prefer to live in the dark, sir and—

"Miss Evans, can you tell me what a Boggart looks like?"

"No one knows sir. Boggarts are shape-shifters. They shape themselves in a thing that, the opposite person fears most."

"Excellent! Five points to Gryffindor.—

I look around to see that all the Gryffindors are beaming up at me. Then I notice that there's a big wardrobe in the center. And its making all sorts of noises, whatever it is …its not something fun.

"Now class today we shall learn how to deal with a Boggart. Here's a simple incantation which I'd like you all to say after me. Without wands please. After me please: riddikulus"

"riddikulus" the class calls out.

"Now what really finishes a Boggart is laughter, happiness, to show that you aren't afraid of him. Now I want you all to form a line and step forward one by one. Wands at the ready. Picture your greatest fear and say the incantation, to turn it into something funny. As you can see the benches have been removed temporarily so, feel free to use the space. At the count of three when I open the wardrobe."

Everyone pushed each other to get into the line. I and Alice turned up to be somewhere in the middle and to my utter disgust – behind potter and company.

"James come in front of me." Remus says

"why moony?"

"Because you know what the Boggart will change into if I turn up."

Remus is a werewolf. This secret of his is only known by his best friends- James, Sirius and Peter. His greatest fear is none other than the full moon, which changes him into a hungry beast.

James steps ahead and whispers into Remus' ear

"Go at the end and stand there till the class ends."

I don't know how but suddenly I am behind potter. Alice pushes me heavily, so I bump into him. He turns back and grins.

Looking away from I try to concentrate on my fear. My greatest fear….what can it be? Then suddenly the image of it comes before me. I saw this muggle movie and it was all about zombies. Horrible creatures. I gulp.

I can't embarrass myself in front of the whole class. They're all purebloods, what'll they think- that Lily Evans fears some non-existing muggle cartoon.

"Alice do me a favor-come ahead please."

"Lillykins, afraid of the Boggart are you?" she chuckles at me.

"what is her fear by the way, oh! Let me guess- a 9 out of 10 in a test!" Sirius says sarcastically.

I feel anger bubbling in my stomach. I feel like punching him. But I control myself, somehow though. Io beg Alice but she refuses to flip places. Now I have no option left: so I start thinking something funny, to change the zombie into. Maybe a Barbie doll…

OH MY GOD! The line is getting shorter and shorter, the distance between me and the Boggart is decreasing…..think lily think…..

Its Peter's turn, after him is Sirius then James than I …..

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