A/N: Hey guys, sorry this took so long…junior year blows, that is all I have to say. Anyways, I'll try and hurry up with the next one, but I doubt it'll be up soon. I'm not exactly proud of this one, but I needed to get something out. Sorry guys :(]
As of 3/13; I fixed a few typos, I was reading this over…and there were A LOT -_-"
I'm sure there are more and I'll try and fix those too, sorry :(
"…And so, this is how in the seventeenth century, our ancestors stopped the muggle warriors from finding out the true causes of…" Professor Binns continued speaking in a flat and monotone voice about only Merlin knows what.
It's the first day of classes, my first class to be exact…What a way to start off your day, yeah? I sat there staring at Binns, hoping a tentacle would sprout from his ghost-like body, a flower, even a tiny twinkle. Anything at this point, as long as it wakes me up. Last year I have gotten so many warnings for falling asleep, I feel bad starting off the first day in such a bad note. Professor Binns, smart man, well ghost now, and I mean it when I say he's a smart man, but he's as interesting to listen to as watching paint dry on a wall. Even he has a tendency of falling asleep, during his own lectures for that matter! I can't fathom why Dumbledore even keeps him around…I looked around the room and practically the entire class was asleep…including the Ravenclaws. To the left of me, Lily was, as usual, taking down every note possible. In twenty minutes she has the entire side of her parchment filled out! I can't even do that in three classes worth of History of Magic. To the left of Lily was Jenny, and of course she was out like a light. In fact, there was drool leaking out of her mouth and on to her parchment. This caused me to giggle and Lily to shoot me a disapproving look.
Taking a sigh I lowered my head on my arms and began to close my eyes, that is until a piece of parchment landed on my head. Groggily I picked up my head causing the piece of parchment to slide off and fall on the floor. I groaned and made an attempt to get the fallen piece without getting up. Needless to say…that did not work out to well. What happened in reality, well lets just say I leaned a bit too far to the right, which not only caused the chair to tip, but it also caused me, along side the chair, to go flying to the floor with a loud thump.
Fuck. I rubbed my head and sat on the floor for a good few minutes. Did Binns notice anything? Merlin, no. That old fart kept droning on as if nothing happened. I bet if an elephant walked through him he would still keep talking about those damned Goblin Rebellions. Lily stopped writing and shifted over to see if I'm okay. Jenny, just like Binns continued her slumber, while the rest of class was in giggles. Aside from the Marauders, that is. Sirius' loud, bark-like laugh was heard along side James' obnoxious chuckle and Remus' stifled giggles.
"Merlin Ally!" Lily whispered, trying to extend her hand to me. "Are you okay?"
I nodded my head as a response, grabbed the stupid parchment that was the cause of my current misery. Fucking parchment. Bloody arsehole, I swear, the moment I find out who wrote this…
Sitting back down, I fixed my robes and began to unfold the little piece of paper.
"This" Lily said, staring at me incredulously. "…is what you fell for? Couldn't you wait until after class? Honestly Allison, sometimes I wonder if you even care about passing class."
I shrugged my shoulders at her and smiled innocently. "But my darling Lily Flower-"
"Allison Rose!" Lily's voice rose up a pitch and her jaw was clenching. God she hated when James called her that. Guess the same went for me too? Heh, oops?
"All I'm saying is this is History of Magic. How do the seventeenth century Goblin Wars have anything to do with me? Am I a goblin? Nope. Am I fighting with goblins? Not currently, I am not. So what do I care?"
Lily shook her head at me. "You and Jenny are lucky I take notes. Where would you two be with out me? One is practically drooling a river in her sleep and the other is falling for parchment…"
"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" I shouted.
"Quiet Miss Danderwald." Danderwald? This is my sixth year in his class and Binns still thinks my name is Miss Danderwald. Out of all the names he could have chosen. I mean seriously, Danderwald? Is that even a real name?
"Sorry, Professor." However, he didn't even wait for my apology; he just kept reading those notes and rambling more and more.
"Look, all I'm saying is, you have to take classes seriously Al. Our grades are starting to count you know." Lily picked up her quill again and began writing. Merlin where would I be with out her notes?
Remembering the parchment, I opened it up and started at the sloppy, indecipherable hand-writing. After a few minutes of squinting and turning I finally not only recognized the words, but who the chicken scratch belonged to.
Are you ready for Quidditch this season?
I dropped my head into my hand; this is what I fell off a chair for? I let out an exasperated sigh and picked up my quill. Might as well, still another twenty minutes left in the class, why not occupy myself?
Dunno, heard this year's captain is a total prick.
Not even bothering to look, I folded the parchment and threw it at the table behind me. An 'ow' resonated from the table, and I was pretty sure it belonged to Sirius. I turned back a bit and smirked at my correct assumption. That's what he gets for laughing when I fell. Okay, fine, I'm being childish, but in my defense, it was a pretty inconvenient fall. In a matter of minutes the paper was thrown back at my head.
I would disagree there Daniels, I heard he was handsome, smart, funny, athletic, an all around great guy.
P.S make sure to pass that information on to Evans.
Oh James. He is a great guy, with a great heart, just a pretty big ego to pair up with it. But I mean seriously, if you're a smart bloke who's great looking as well, wouldn't you have an ego too?
Dunno mate, I think you're sources are a little skewed, that James Potter. Bit of a wanker if you ask me.
I threw back the parchment, this time at its intended receiver, James, and pretended to listen intently to Professor Binns, at least for Lily's sake. Too my luck, class finished and everybody started packing up.
History of Magic, how much I wish it was an elective rather than a mandatory class. I opened the textbook maybe once in my fifth year for the O.W.L (Ordinary Wizarding Level) Exams and closed it right after. Don't get me wrong, some of the material was actually fascinating, but Professor Binns. Oh Merlin, Binns, is probably the dullest teacher known to the planet. He's a small, ancient little ghost, who drones on in such a voice that in five minutes the entire class is out, aside from Lily.
Aside from History of Magic, I'd have to say I hate Potions just as much. I wasn't bad at it, actually I'm pretty damn good at potions, if I don't say so myself. But there's Slughorn, dear old Professor Horace Slughorn. Head of Slytherin House, potions master, and of course a favorite-ist…if that's even a word. In any case, he is a short, round man, with a walrus like gray mustache and a shiny bald head. He has a tendency to choose a select few students and fawn over them in class, whilst ignoring all the others. Slytherin family, pure-blood, of course he liked me. Sirius, James, Snape, and even Lily. Muggle-born or not, you'd have to be bloody mental to be a teacher and not like Lily. Potions in its entirety is actually a fairly interesting subject, but Professor Slughorn…well he manages to change my view of it on a daily basis. Don't worry, you'll understand why later.
Then we have Charms, I can't say the class itself was my favorite, but I must say I enjoyed it a lot, probably because I was good at it, all those hexes had to come out of somewhere, no? I wasn't the best in our year, that spot was taken by a Ravenclaw girl, Greta Cathlove, and right behind her was our Lily. I'm still shocked she wasn't put into Ravenclaw…speaking of Ravenclaw, Professor Flitwick, Head of the Ravenclaw House, taught Charms. He's an adorable, small little man. By little I mean it in the literal sense, he has to stand on a chair just to see over his desk, first day of Charms I started dying of laughter. Lily found me obnoxious and immature…But in any case, he has a cute little voice and an insane sense of humour. I loved Charms for the fact that you could talk about whatever you want, and Flitwick would still be focused on teaching the wand movements.
Herbology was taught by Professor Pomona Sprout; don't have much to say about her actually. She's a sweet woman, Head of Hufflepuff, but her class…I hate it. Well her subject specifically…I can't deal with plants, flowers, screaming plants, manure, and most of all…dangerous plants. I don't know if you get the gist of this…but I hate gardening, and well…plants hate me. One time in our third year, I can't remember what, but that little thing almost bit my finger off! Anyways, there are about five greenhouses in Hogwarts…five times more dangerous plants…yay!
Astronomy, well I can't say anything about Astronomy classes, it's just an excuse to gaze up at the sky and doze off. Not to mention it's even harder sleep with all the girls fawning over James and Sirius…
Transfiguration, now that was one of my favorite subjects, taught by Professor Minerva McGonagall. She's the head of our house, but unlike Slughorn, she wasn't a favoritist. Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, everyone was the same to her. Personally, it's a tricky subject at first, but generally, it came easy to me, until most subjects…
Defense Against Dark Arts, now that was my favorite. I can't really say much about the teacher, well because we get a new one every year, it's said that the position is cursed. Of course since recently, this subject become one of the core lessons because of a few idiots who decided to purify the world. If you don't know who I'm talking about, it's this bloke Voldemort, who entitled himself as a Lord, and well…let's just say defensive spells are more than necessary.
Then of course there are the subjects that, well, I like to call useless and time killers: Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Muggle Studies and Divinition. Care of Magical Creatures is taught by Professor Kettleborn, an elderly wizard who looks like he's lost half the time. I liked the class, I love animals, but it useless in my eyes. Ancient Runes is taught by Professor Babbling, I hated the subject. Boring, tedious, and tiresome. Who wants to sit there and decipher runes…well actually Remus and Jenny.
Muggle Studies and Arithmancy…well I can't tell you much because I never bothered to take it. Muggle Studies you can guess by the name what it's about. Many pure-blood wizards took an interest in this class, I would too, but with my brother who did anything he could to rebel against our parents would always associate with Muggles, so I'd say I know enough. Arthimancy well all I know is that it requires a lot of effort and brain power to deal with, something I wouldn't take willingly.
Divinition, that, in my eyes is the biggest load of bullocks out there. Tea leaves, crystal balls, palm-reading, pile of dung if you ask me. Peter takes it, and honestly, I can't fathom as to why…
By the time I got my stuff together Jenny had gotten up and was waiting with Lily for me.
"Hey go ahead with out me guys, I have to make a little pit stop"
Lily arched her eyebrows at me and put her hand on her hip. "Allison Daniels! It's the very first day of school and you're going to be late?"
I picked up my bag and slung it over my shoulder. "Come on Lils! Sluggy loves me; I can afford to be a couple of minutes late."
Jenny laughed and grabbed her by the arm. "Come on Lily. You know Al isn't going to budge, let's go so you're not late either." Lily gave off a defeated sigh and gave me one last look before beginning to walk. Jenny smiled at me. "Where you going?"
I shook my head and ruffled Jen's hair while walking past her. "Don't worry, I'll be down in Potions soon."
She gave me a weird look, but I kept walking. I heard her calling out my name, but I didn't make a bother to turn around. Making sure no one was following me I turned left down the hall. The corridors were emptying out as the start of class was signaled. Walking for a few more minutes I found the statue of Boris the Bewildered and went behind it. Sitting on the floor I found Alexandra. She looked disheveled and pretty unhappy. Last night after dinner I managed to get a hold of her and she told me to meet her here. Dunno what made me come up to her, or why I should care, but a little voice in my head keeps reminding me she's blood… I cleared my throat and Alex stood up. We stood there awkwardly and stared at each other, two sisters, and nothing to say. Wonderful right? I looked at her green eyes and the next thing I knew, I was being embraced in a hug.
"I don't know what to do Allison." Her head was buried in my chest and half her words were muffled, but it was still easy enough to understand. "I hate it there…" She continued. I finally I felt a little less stiff and awkwardly put my arms around her.
"It's only been one day, maybe it'll get better." I couldn't even believe the words coming out of my mouth, I doubt Alex did either. But what else could I say? At least she's still the same girl she was, or thought she was. I felt her nod her head.
"I'm sorry I'm keeping you sis, but I don't know what I'd do without you." I nodded my head, still standing awkwardly. We were never sisters, in fact, this is the most we have ever spoken to each other…But blood is blood, and Alex did nothing to deserve being sorted in such a foul house, filled with so many filthy beings like our parents. I picked her chin up with my hand.
"You've got to make the best out of everything love, and don't worry you have me, and if those creeps even lay a finger at you, or even look at you wrong, I'll make sure they're eating shit, personally."
Alex smiled faintly at me and nodded her head. "You don't have to…I don't want you in trouble."
Shook my head at her, "Nonsense!" There was a moment of silence, and I realized we're missing class. "Look you have to go to class Alex, this is your first day at Hogwarts; I don't want you making a bad impression…"
"I'm already in Slytherin…." I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You are nothing like them, nothing. Just hold your head high. Look, in a few days we'll meet up after curfew and hang out, like sisters."
Alex smiled weakly and gave me another hug. "Definitely."
I rubbed her back and we bid our goodbyes. Making sure nobody was looking, we separated ways. It was easier keeping our meetings secret. I'm sure she gets enough crap in her house as it is, I may hate those creeps, but it doesn't mean I should make her life any harder by having her be seen with me. Times were tough right now; Voldemort's running around rampant, the Ministry can't seem to catch him, and his fellowship is growing by insane numbers. Personally, I hated that bastard. Going down from the fifth floor I made my way to the dungeons. Our meeting took a bit longer, so I was about twenty minutes late, but Sluggy won't mind. Besides, it's the first day back; I doubt he would do anything in class. Making my way to the dungeons I wasn't aware of where I was walking and crashed into someone. Landing on my arse, I took a sigh and started attempting to get up. A hand was stretched out and I took it while dusting my arse off I looked to see who I crashed into.
Taking a sigh I fixed my hair. "Sorry mate…"
I familiar bark-like laugh was emitted from the person in front of me. "So what Daniels? You following me around."
I rolled my eyes and pushed passed him. Fucking Sirius, and his bloody fucking ego. "Get over yourself, Black." At this point I was a good few feet away from him and I felt his feet shuffling behind me. Him, out of all the people, Sirius has to be late too, wonderful. His hair was disheveled - was with a girl I assume - as well as his clothes.
"Come on Daniels! Slow down! We're late as it is…might as well make use of it." The suggestiveness of his tone was very prominent, which made me speed up my pace even more. "What, your little break in the closet just now wasn't good enough Black? You need seconds? Sorry, I'll pass."
"Oi! What makes you think I was with a girl right now?"
I rolled my eyes and kept walking. "Why else would you be late? Hmm? Forgot your bag back at the dormitory?"
"Fine, you caught me, good snog that Ba-"
"Don't want to hear it Black!"
He easily caught up to me and was now walking in step. "Jealous Daniels?"
I scoffed at his suggestion. "You wish…"
"Clearly you don't remember last year." I shot him a look. Sirius chuckled and brushed the hair out of his eyes. "Ok, well what were you doing that made you so late little miss perfect?"
Luckily for me we came to the Potions room, and Slughorn was standing at the front of the class rambling off on some tangent. Sirius cleared his throat and Slughorn stopped speaking. The moment the walrus looking man turned and saw us, his entire face lit up like a child's in a candy store.
"Mr. Black, Ms. Daniel…You are late, well, it's okay, just go take a seat, I was just informing the class about this year's curriculum." Slughorn flashed me and Sirius a big smile. This is what I meant earlier about favoritism. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining, but if it was any other two people, points would have been deducted. I looked around the room and saw only one table was open and empty. As I scanned the area I saw Lily and…JAMES sitting at one table, together. James was busy having a silent conversation with Sirius while Lily looked just plain miserable. We caught each other's eyes and I shot her a weird look, which she returned it with just a shake of her head before lowering it. As I looked to the center Jenny was sitting with Remus, which left a seat open with a random Slytherin girl or …Sirius, at the table he just sat down at. Hmm…Slytherin, Sirius, Slytherin, Sirius? Decisions, decisions. I groaned and plopped down next to him, this is going to be a long year. As I sat down I looked at Sirius who was flashing a big, gorgeous smile. Merlin he looked beautiful, I mean NO! Ego, ego, ego, ego… The entire area smelled like him, which smelled like mint and…wet dog.
"This is going to be a fun year Daniels, yeah?" Clearly.
