I walked throughout the halls of the castle, scowling as usual. I was grumpy and the thought of Transfiguration up next didn't exactly cheer me up.
I turned quickly and stared hard at the back of the boy who had just shouldered past me. Stupid Micheal Corner. He threw a grin at me over his shoulder and I rolled my eyes. I turned around and stomped on, in an even worse mood. What has me in such a bad mood? Harry Potter. That idiot had taken my rightful place on the Gryfindor quidditch team. I growled quietly. Being a seventh year at Hogwarts this was my last chance to make the team and a friggin' first year had stole the place from me! I was going to hex him to bits, see if he's the boy who lives then.
I fell into my seat in Advanced Transfiguration and slammed my books on the desk.
"Ms. Lightly!" Professor McGonagalls shrill voice rang out.
"I'm so professor, bad day." She smiled at me, apologetically.
"Just see that it doesn't happen again."
"Yes ma'am." McGonagall is like a second mother to me, if only my real one hadn't been so sub par. Huh, don't wanna think about that now, moving on. I turned my head to watch McGonagall as she regally commanded the room of seventh years.
"Welcome to your last year at Hogwarts. I'm sorry to say that many of us will be saying goodbye forever in June." She let the words settle on the crowd of students as many of the girls hugged and teared up a bit. Most of the guys just leaned back in their seats, probably happy to be getting out of this place. I knew that I was gonna miss this place, but the time for crying was later. Right now I had to focus on my grades and the little time I had left here. If only that time could've been spent playing quidditch alongside Oliver, Fred and George. All younger that me, but great guys.
Stupid Harry Potter. I frown more intensely as my thoughts drifted away from the lesson. Who did he think he was taking that position like it was his all along? I hated him. He was no savior, he was an idiot first year and someone had to show him how things were done around here. I guess I'd have to be the one to do that.
I headed to lunch later, finally not dwelling on the Potter problem. My friends Ally and Sarah met me at the doors to the great hall.
"Best first day of school ever!" Ally declared. "I sat next to Matt in Potions! Even Professor Snape was tolerable!" She smiled widely and at least five guys turned to stare. She paid them no thought and turned to Sarah and I. "So, hows your day been Sarah?"
"Average," she replied. "Katie Wither was nearly bawling in Charms though."
"Girls were crying in Transfiguration too. All McGonagall had to do was mention that it was seventh year and they were off." Ally nodded, as if this was exactly what she expected.
It probably was. She always seemed to be physic when it came to the social scene at Hogwarts, which was why Trelawney loved her so much.
"Harry Potter though..." I muttered, rubbing my hands together evily.
"He's sooo adorable!" Ally crooned.
"He's an idiot!" I snapped, a little to loudly. Over half of the heads in the great hall snapped towards us. We all waved feebly, smiling awkwardly. They turned away slowly and the chatter returned.
"So what do you have against Harry Potter?" Sarah whispered as we walked over to the Gryfindor table.
"Guess who's the new Gryfindor seeker?" Sarah gasped.
"He didn't!" Ally's voice was high pitched but quiet.
"He did." I pursed my lips tightly and grabbed a roll from the basket in front of me. "Harry Potter is the new Gryfindor seeker."
"Oh, I'm sorry Emily." Sarah put a 'comforting' hand on my shoulder.
"That first year should pay. He should know that the postion of seeker doesn't belong to him." Ally ranted.
"I've heard that he'd never even played quidditch before today either!" I added.
"Well I never..." Ally didn't seem to know what to do with herself.
"Something has to be done about this." Sarah decided.
"What? Hex him and blame it on that Draco Malfoy? I know they hate each other."
"Then we like Draco Malfoy, we shouldn't blame it on him."
"Yeah." Ally agreed. "But we should do something really terrible, something he will never forget."
"Like what?" I asked.
"Get him expelled." Ally grinned.
"Ally that's horrible!" Sarah looked amazed at the thought of it.
"But it will get him out of our hair, forever." I nodded, evil enough, permanent enough. It was just perfect.
A few seats down sat a boy with messy hair, enjoying his second day at Hogwarts. Not a clue that his fate had just been sealed.