"I can't believe we are finally starting our first class." My best friend Debbie squealed with excitement. Normally, neither of us would have been excited for school but this was not an ordinary school, this was Hogwarts.
It had been ten years since Voldemort had been killed and the school was almost back to normal. Dumbledore was still dead, so Professor McGonagall had become the Headmaster. Taking her place as the Transfiguration class teacher and the head of the Gryffindor house was the infamous Harry Potter.
We had been sorted yesterday and I had made it into Hufflepuff and Debbie had made it into Gryffindor. I was disappointed that we weren't in the same house but it didn't surprise me that Debbie had made it into Gryffindor, she always seemed to put aside her fears to do the right thing.
The head of the Hufflepuff house was Professor Sprout, however, Neville Longbottom now taught Herbology.
Professor Warwick was the head of the Ravenclaw house; he still taught Charms too.
Professor Slughorn taught Potions and he was also the head of the Slytherin house.
"Hey." A Ravenclaw boy with short curly black hair and tanned skin said walking up to us.
"Hi!" Debbie said cheerfully like she always does.
"Hi." I said shyly, like I always do.
"I'm Florian, are you guys twins?" The boy replied. I had to suppress a sigh; people were always asking if Debbie and I were twins. We both were short and fair skinned; we both had grey eyes, wavy brown hair, and freckles. However, we weren't twins, we weren't even related.
"No, we're not twins, but we are best friends so we might as well be!" Debbie exclaimed.
"That's cool, I have nine brothers and sisters, none of them are wizards or witches though, however; my mother suspects that Dominic might have the curse as she calls it." Florian said and then he started going on and on about his life, his favourite things, his hobbies, and everything you could ever want to know about someone and some of the things you didn't want to know. I had to hold back a yawn as Florian started talking about how he got to ride in his old school in his dad's plumber truck. I was relieved when Professor Warwick entered the classroom.
As he was teaching us how to do boring tricks that I would probably never use in a million billion years, I couldn't help but notice that Debbie was looking at him with a lovey dovey look in her eyes.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" She whispered before letting out a happy sigh.
"Ew, no, he's like fifty!" I replied a little too loudly, a couple of kids looked over at us but when they saw that there was nothing really interesting going on, they went back to doing their work.
After the bell rang, I headed to flying class with Madame Hooch.
"Alright students get your brooms and tell them up and they should come to you, if they don't try a few more times until it does." She explained.
"Up." I commanded my broom with my hand over it, there was no response from it so I tried louder this time.
"UP!" I demanded with more force. After about five hundred tries my broom STILL didn't come up, I was so mad I felt like punching it in the face.
"That is all we have time for today, Mr Ruzan, please stay behind please." Madame Hooch told me. I held my breath nervously; I knew that what she was going to say couldn't be good. I could feel my lungs nearly explode while she came closer and closer and I had no choice but to exhale.
"I wanted to tell you that flying is a hard thing to do, but you seem to be having more trouble than most." She said softly. I sighed inwardly, I can't swim and now I find out that I can't fly either.
"Don't get down, I'm sure with lots of practice and determination you will be up in the air in no time, you may go now, you don't want to be late to your next class." She said.
"Thanks!" I exclaimed before running off to Transfiguration, I was so excited; I was finally going to get to meet THE Harry Potter!
AN: Sorry if this was bad, I haven't read all the books and I haven't seen all the films. The last time I read one of the books or saw any of the films was like three years ago so it might be a little rusty.