Disclaimer: Nothings changed in the months that it's been since I've last uploaded. I'm still not J.K.R., thus I don't own anything.
A/N: Look, guys! I'm alive. It's been FOREVER. I hate school. I have nooo time to do anything. But for creative writing, we need to enter a contest every two weeks now, and I'm allowed to do fanfiction competitions, so here I am :)
This is for lella7's My Favorite Subject Competiton. Enjoy!
I hate classes. I just want to hang out in the Slytherin common room, surrounded by tons of foolish boys who worship my every step. I don't particularly care for any of them, but I enjoy having them around. They do whatever I want them to, hang on to my every word.
The Slytherins are all babbling idiots, all talk and no show. But that's all right. I really don't mind the company. They are all happy to keep the queen entertained through classes.
All except, however, Transfiguration. It's the only class I enjoy, so I don't need them. I'm a natural at everything, but the only class I actually like, actually put effort into is transfiguration. I absolutely adore changing objects into something else. I like the idea of being in power of an object; of an animal.
While McGonagall certainly doesn't like us Slytherins, she likes me. The house rivalry can't stop her from loving her best student. I, of course, can't stand the Gryffindor. She's annoying and strict, and for the love of Merlin, would it kill her to change up her hairstyle?
But she loves me. Everyone does, of course. I'm the prettiest of the Black sisters. Bella's fine, but Andromeda is a lowly Gryffindor. I love her anyway, of course. Gryffindor or not, she's my sister, and she means the world to me. As much as I love being the popular girl in school, family will always come first, no matter what it would do to my reputation.
Tonight, I'm having a special lesson with her. Sometimes, she'll teach me extra spells. She's teaching me how to transform a dragon statue into an actual dragon and then, of course, how to make it into a statue again.
People think I'm crazy for wanting to spend more time with the Gryffindor teacher, but what can I say? I'm ambitious. I want to learn more about my favorite subject.
It's just so fascinating. I absolutely love the idea of it. I love performing the wand movements, saying the spells. It's wonderful.
I feel someone poke me, bringing me back to reality. I look around and realize that I'm sitting in History of Magic. It's Selene.
"What?" I mouth. She looks annoyed.
Rolling her eyes, she mouths back, "I've been poking you for five minutes."
Oops...
A/N: What do you think? As good as I used to be? Reviews, please.