Discalimer: I dont own HP charecters. A short oneshot takes place during their 3rd year.
First I woke up late, because I stayed up late finishing homework. So, I missed all the good food at breakfast and only had time for dry toast.
During Care of Magical Creatures a stupid hippogriff attacked me. Since, I was in the hospital wing, I missed lunch.
In potions, we got extra homework, even us Slytherins.
Granger punched me when I was minding my own business.
Quidditch practice went horrible. Not only was my arm sore from that morning. Crabbe and Goyle accidentally hit a bludger in my direction and made me fall off my broom. I wasn't hurt to bad, but still.
I don't care if he's "Saint Potter," his lame spell ripped my bag. Since I had to pick up all my stuff, I was late to Transfiguration. Of course McGonagall being a Gryffindor gave me detention for being tardy.
At dinner Pansy kept hanging off of me. Can't that girl leave me alone? She really ruined my appetite.
For detention, I had to clean trophies, under Mr. Filch's supervision. The old smelly man didn't even care about my new robes. So I got mucky water all over me.
I was soaking wet and grumpy while Walking back to the Slytherin Dungeons, when one of the steps crumbled and I landed on my knees, hard.
I've had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Snape says some days are like that, even to muggles.