Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters, though I do have one of my own in this story. Don't sue me. I don't have any money and besides anyone who has read any angles of fate stories knows that I'm an insane obsessive person so kick back, relax, and I hope that you enjoy the fic. Rosealine.

Harry groaned as he and the other Gryffindors walked into their first potions lesson of the year. Maybe Snape was on their side now but by the looks he gave Harry, he doubted that anything had changed between them. Everything else had gone normally. They had already gotten into many fights with Draco and his crowd, one of which involved a food fight on the train and a detention for next Friday. Harry smiled at the fact that Draco still had a busted lip, but than again he still had a swollen cheek. The Gryffindors and the Slytherins stared at each other down, waiting for class to start. Snape stood at the head of the class, seeming to revel in the tension. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw that Snape was thinner and paler than Harry had ever seen him. Finally he took out a piece of parchment.

"Algone, Mark." With that everyone turned around to respond promptly when his or her name was called.

"Anther year that I have to try to make you understand potions, hurray for me." Snape began his yearly "pep-talk" quietly. He went on with the usual abuses and snide remarks, though fully aware that most of his class wasn't listening. "Now I have a surprise for all of you this year. This year I will be picking your partners for this class." The Gryffindors exchanged looks of pure terror, while the Slytherins gave each other surprised smirks. Snape began to partner everyone up, much to the Slytherins surprise, Gryffindor/ Slytherin. He put Draco with Neville, Hermione with Pansy, Ron with Crabbe and on and on, until he smiled "Potter you'll be with Yuy." Harry looked back just as the raven-haired girl looked up, the only emotion that showed was surprise in her multicolored eyes. Harry had never really noticed her. She wasn't with Draco's group of friends so she didn't start fights with him. She had purple streaks in her hair and her eye-color seemed to change with her mood. ~Do I even know her first name? ~ Harry thought to himself. Harry sighed. He'd always liked to think that he was an open-minded person, but now he realized that he'd never talked to someone just because they were in a house that he didn't like. He whispered this to Herm. and Ron, who looked back at the girl sheepishly, and said the same. Harry walked over to her with a smile and sat down.

"I'm sorry, but I...."

"Don't know my first name." She finished for him with a half smile. "It's Clarice. You know like Clarice Starling from the Hannibal books." As she said this she held out her hand. Harry smiled and shook it.

"I just started reading that book. It's really good so far, especially for the purpose of freaking out my aunt and uncle." She was about to say something else when Snape started talking again.

"Your first assignment will be to concoct a potion that will change hair color for a short time, THIS IS NOT A POLYJUCIE POTION. So don't use that formula, this is only for hair. You'll find the recipe on page 5 in your books. Well do you think that the formula is just going to appear on me, stop staring and get to work." Clarice shook her head with a small smirk as she opened her book.

"What was so funny about that?" Harry asked as he did the same.

"The trick with Snape is to not take him all that seriously when he's mocking you. Some of the stuff he's saying is funny. If you listen to him while he's rambling at the beginning of class than you realize that he makes fun of himself just as much. I know that he doesn't like you but not all of what his says is meant to you, there's Slytherins that he doesn't like too." She took out the needed ingredients. "I've made this before." She pointed to her hair. "I have mine so that it will fade out by the time I'm at my Muggle-school...."

"Hold on you go to Muggle-school? You mean that your Muggle-born, than how did you get into Slytherin?" Harry asked

"Only more proof that the Sorting Hat's on crack, Potter." Harry frowned at Draco, who was sitting at the table to the side of them. Draco didn't look up. "It has to be to put a Mudblood in Slytherin, especially her." Harry was about to respond when Clarice whispered

"Don't. If you just ignore him he'll get sick of it and bother someone else."

"You just let him talk to you like that?" Harry asked, getting angrier at the smirk on Draco's face. Clarice sighed but Snape choose that moment to check on them.

"Very nice." Snape mumbled after searching for any mistakes in vain. Clarice smiled at Harry.

"I go to Muggle-school via a time-turner that's also a portkey. I grandparents so they found away for me to booth just incase I sucked at being a witch. It's hard to do all the work sometimes, but I can usually manage. Though, it makes it harder for me to resist my...homicidal thoughts about certain people." She tilted her head toward Draco. Harry smiled.

"If you ever decide to give in just tell me, I'm sure we could get a nice sized lunch mob going in no time." Clarice nodded just as the bell rang. Ron and Herm came over.

"Hello, I'm Ron and this is Herm. Harry you ready to go?" Ron said with a smile after shacking Clarice's hand.

"Yah, see you." Clarice nodded. ~Well I guess that he's not a self-centered asshole.~ Clarice thought.~ Good. I'm glade that we removed some masks today.~

Thanks for reading this and please review, it does help the writing process. Hopefully, I'll have the next chapter soon, sorry if this one was a little boring. Thanks and I'll writer more later. -Rosealine. P.S. If you flame me I'll just take them with me the next time I go to hell, I heard that there running short.