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It was Monday morning as I looked down at my schedule for the third time today:
Monday:
8:00-10:30_ Charms
11:15-1:45_ Flying
4:35-6:55_ Potions
Tuesday:
9:00-11:30_D.A.D.A
12:45-2:25_Transfiguration
3:40-6:20_Flying
Wednesday:
8:00-10:30_Charms
11:15-1:45_Herbology
7:05-9:35_Astronomy
Thursday:
9:00-11:30_D.A.D.A
12:45-2:25_Transfiguration
3:40-6:20_History of Magic
Friday:
8:00-10:30_Charms
11:15-1:45_Herbology
4:35-6:55_Potions
No Classes Saturday or Sunday
I sighed knowing that the only time I would probably see Harry and the others was between or after classes, but at least I'd see them.
I dressed into my robes-which are now blue and gold, grabbed Bella and headed to the Great hall. When I got there I was greeted by my room mates, Cho and Luna.
"Hello Bambi, sleep well?" Luna asked with a smile.
I sat down next to the blonde and nodded, grabbing two pieces of toast.
"Yes I did, thanks Luna. What classes do you guys have this morning? I've got Charms."
"I've got Transfiguration." the blonde witch stated, "Cho has Charms so she can show you the classroom."
I looked at the Asian girl who smiled, "Yeah, and we can sit next to each other as well." I smiled back.
Bella yipped at me, and I gave her a piece of toast which she gobbled right up.
"Oh, she's so cute! Wait I thought the only animals we were allowed to have, were frogs, owls, rats and/or cats?" Cho asked confused.
I looked down at Bella who stared up at me.
"Well, nobody in my house likes rats or frogs, Mum's allergic to cats, and Dad's allergic to owls. So they reasoned with Professor Dumbledore to let us bring a harmless pet as a substitution and he agreed."
"Really? That was really nice of him." Luna commented. "What are your parents like? Are they muggles, or pure bloods?"
"My Mum's a pure blood witch and Dad's a Pure blood Veela."
"Really?"
"Yea, and both my parents went to Hogwarts as well. In fact that's how they meet."
"Oh that's so romantic!" Cho squealed.
I smiled, "It actually is, my Mum was a Slytherin and Dad a Griffyndor. Everyone was against it, including my grandparents; my Mamma's parents, but when Dad came into his inheritance and they saw what splitting them apart would do, they learned to accept it. They were similar to the muggle play: Romeo and Juliet, but they had a happy ending."
"Oh, that's so sweet!" Cho gushed. Luna turned to me, "Isn't it true that your sister-a Slytherin, is dating Fred Weasley-who happens to be a Gryffindor?"
I nodded, "Actually they're mated. They have been for over a year now."
Cho looked flabbergasted, "Really?!"
She looked around seeing if she could spot them.
"Oh that must be her!" She pointed behind us.
I turned and spotted my sister sitting at the Gryffindor table with, who I guessed was, Fred's arm wrapped around her shoulders. She was laughing with the other Gryffindor's seated around her.
I smiled and waved when she looked in my direction. She smiled and waved back.
"Wow...wait you said your father was a Veela and also your sister. Does that mean you're a Veela?" Cho asked.
I nodded, "Yep, when we were born, my father asked the med witches to do a DNA test to see if we inherited his genes and while my sister is actually half and half, I'm a pure blood Veela."
"But I thought Veela's had either blonde hair or dark colored hair? You guys have red hair." Luna questioned.
"Well, actually my sister dyed her hair. See, she had blonde hair before-my Papa's hair color and kids at our former muggle school picked on her for it because they thought all blondes were dumb, or airheads. I on the other hand, am a natural red head like my mum yet have Veela blood. Which, as you know isn't natural for Veela's. In fact, Papa's nickname for me is 'My little Misfit'."
"Wow..." they both just stared at me, I felt a little uncomfortable so I changed the subject.
"So, when do we head to class?" Cho looked up at the clock and gasped "Oh my god! If we don't hurry up soon were going to be late!"
I looked around and saw that most everyone else had filed out of the great hall.
"Alright, then let's go!" I got up with the others and ran out the door, Luna shouted goodbye to us as she got to her class. We had just made it to Charms before the bell rang. We took our seats and class began.
~Flying class~
It was flying with Madam Hooch and so far I had the same class as the others(minus Luna)and I decided to talk with them, they were my friends and the only others I knew in this class-plus I was the only Ravenclaw at that
"Alright everyone, stretch your hand out over your broomstick; shout 'up' and once you have the broomstick in your hand, mount it and wait for further instructions."
Madam Hooch said. We all followed her example. I had just barely said 'up' when the broom flew into my grip. I shrugged it off and mounted my broom. I looked to Hooch, who smiled and nodded at me. "Up!" Harry was standing next to me, and his broom went directly to his hand as well. He mounted his and looked towards me, grinning. I smiled back.
The others had a harder time. Ron yelled at his broom and was hit in the face by it. Harry let out a laugh, and Ron mumbled, "Shut up, Harry." I bit my lip so as not to laugh.
After a few minutes everyone was mounted on their brooms, "Alright now, when I blow my whistle, I want you all to give a hard push off the ground and hover, then touch back down. No flying off! And... Mr. Longbottom!"
I turned to see a goofy-looking boy already floating in the air, he looked scared to death. Just then he started to fly out of control hitting into the walls of the school and falling to the ground, Madam Hooch ran over to the boy and told the rest of the class to stay on the ground or someone would be expelled, while she took him to the hospital wing.
"If that fat lard had given this a squeeze he would have remembered to fall on his fat arse." I heard Malfoy sneer.
I looked to see him holding a remeberball. "Malfoy give it back, its Neville's." Harry said.
"Oh yeah," He mounted his broom and took off, "Come and get it then, Potter."
Harry glared at the boy and mounted his broom as well.
"Harry, no, you heard what Madam Hooch said: You'll get in trouble." Hermione reprimanded him, but he ignored her and took off anyway.
Draco had thrown the ball but Harry used amazing speed to go after it, while Malfoy returned to the ground. He returned back, glass ball in hand. Everyone, but the Slytherins (of course) cheered. When he had reached the ground Professor McGonagall had arrived outside, her face neutral of expression.
"Mr. Potter, Come with me please."
Harry turned to us worried then walked away with her, Slytherin's snickering.
When class was over we were able to meet up with Harry, who told us that he was going to be the new Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
"But first years never make the Quidditch team, you must be the youngest Quidditch player of the-"
"Century, that's what McGonagall said." Harry interjected.
I smiled as he tried not to let the grin on his face spread.
"You'll be the best Quidditch player Hogwarts has ever seen." I said, which Bella agreed with a yip.
"Thanks, but what if I'm not good enough or I mess up!"
"You won't mess up, it's in your blood." Hermione commented. Harry gave her a confused look.
We went to the school's trophy case and found a plaque with the Quidditch teams players. They had one for each House. On the Gryffindor plaque, where it said Seeker was the name: James Potter.
"Wow, Harry! Why didn't you tell us your father played Quidditch?" Ron asked.
"I didn't know..." I looked and saw how astonished and sad he looked. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He looked up and gave me a smile, returning the gesture.
"We should get going, it's almost time for our next class." Hermione stated. Everyone agreed to meet up later as we went our separate ways. Harry walked me to my class saying he wanted to stay with me for a little longer. His hand still interlocked with mine.
~end of the day~
I was sitting in my final class of the day, Potions.
The good news: I wasn't the only Ravenclaw.
Bad news: I don't have my friends with me and I'm stuck with Malfoy, the git.
I sat in the front of the room between two Hufflepuffs. I looked around the room, avoiding Malfoy's stare, until I saw the door open and a figure walked in. He slammed the door shut and walked to the front of the room. He had greasy black hair, charcoal eyes, pale skin and wore all black, I figured this was professor Snape, considering he fit the description my sister gave.
I completely zoned out on his lecture, wondering how my sister-or any Slytherin for that matter-could put up with this. The class finally ended and I packed up my books to walk outside quickly when I was met by Harry, Bella (she had run off when Snape came into the classroom) and the others.
"Hey guys, what's the matter?" I picked up Bella and stroked her belly.
"Nothing, we just wanted to know if you wanted to come to the Griffyndor common room with us." Harry spoke first, smiling.
"Sure. We could study together then play some wizards chess maybe."
They all nodded, and together we headed toward the tower.
"I still can't believe how you knew about that Quidditch thing, Hermione." Ron stated while we headed up the stairs. He turned to Harry. "It's almost like she knows more about you, than you do."
Harry shrugged, "Who doesn't?"
Suddenly the stairs moved. I gripped the side of the railing with one hand and held Bella tightly to me with the other. "What's happening!?" Ron asked.
"The stairs move on their own, remember." Hermione stated.
The stairs finally stopped in front of another door way. Harry turned to us, "Come on let's get moving."
"Yeah before the stairs move again." Ron commented.
We moved ahead, through the door, it led to a dark hallway.
"I get the feeling were not supposed to be here."
"Were not, this the forbidden east corridor." Hermione reprimanded Ron.
Bella whimpered, "Let's get out of here." I suggested.
The golden trio nodded and turned but we were stopped by a calico cat, "That's mister Filch's cat!" Hermione whispered. I heard footsteps coming closer to the door way.
"Someone's coming! Let's hide!"
We ran the opposite way from the cat, down the hallway. Torches started to light up as we made our way to a door.
"Let's hide through that door!" Harry said. Ron tried to open it but it was locked.
"Oh move over!" Hermione shoved him out of the way.
"Alohomora!" With that the door unlocked and we rushed into the room.
"Alohomora?" Ron asked as we shut the door.
"Standard book of spells, Chapter 7." she answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I heard the footsteps vanish and asked, "Why would this door be locked in the first place?"
"It was locked."
Harry gulped, "And for good reason."
We turned to see what he was talking about and saw a gigantic three-headed dog. It had been asleep, but was awake now. The Trio screamed, while I rushed out the door like a bullet. Once they were out, we pushed the door closed and locked it. We left before anybody could find us. I went my separate way from the three Gryffindors. I heard them talking about something or other but didn't pay attention to it. I went back to my room with Bella. It was a good thing my room mates were already in bed. I changed out of my robes and fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I went into the bathroom and took a shower. I got dressed into my robes and brushed out my hair. It was well past my shoulders now. One thing about a Veela, your hair and nails grew faster than a normal wizards, or witches. I'd have to ask my sister to help me trim it. I don't mind long hair but it makes things more difficult. I decided to put it into a ponytail, but because my hair is layered, some strands fell loose.
When I was done in the bathroom I looked for Bella, but didn't find her in the room. I walked down to the Ravenclaw common room, and found her cuddled up by the fireplace sleeping. I smiled at how cute she was and decided I would just leave her there for today. I walked to the Great Hall and sat at my houses table. I drank my Pumpkin juice and had a scone, then went to D.A.D.A. It was alright, I had that class with Luna and Cho so I was happy. But there was something about the professor. Professor Quirell, he gave me this unpleasant shiver down my spine.
After D.A.D.A was done I went to Transfiguration. I didn't have anyone I knew, at all. They were mainly Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and a few Gryffindors. I was the only Ravenclaw, but I was top of the class, as McGonagall claimed. I picked up every spell she threw my way, casting it like it was second nature. I blushed at the praises I got from both the teacher and classmates.
Finally 3:40 came around, it was time to fly! When I got there I was super happy to see Harry and the other two. I got to talk with them a little bit as Madam Hooch talked about the basics. When her lecture was done she paired us up into small groups. She decided that she was going to have us play a little Quidditch game. I was put on a team with Hannah Abbott, Susan Bones, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, and Tracey Davis; who was actually a decent Slytherin. We were playing against Malfoy's group. He had the rest of the Slytherin. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting on the sidelines with their team.
"Alright this is to mainly test your balance. In a real game you would have bludgers flying everywhere and a seeker to catch the golden snitch. I don't want to see any foul play, got it! Play a clean game." Malfoy smirked at me, I knew he was going to do anything but play clean.
"Ready...Go!"
She tossed the Quaffle into the air. Hannah Abbott grabbed it and flew down the makeshift field. She, Susan and Tracey were the chasers. Seamus was the keeper. Neville and I were the Beaters, though we didn't really need beaters for this. So far both teams were evenly matched, but then I saw Malfoy go near the Quidditch box and unlock a bludger! Madam Hooch hadn't been paying attention. The bludger headed straight for Susan. She had barely missed it.
"What the? How did that get loose?!"
Madam Hooch actually sounded worried. I bit my lip, someone could get hurt. I saw a bat lying on the ground, a plan formed in my head. Just as I saw the bludger head for me, I pulled up my broom and dodged it then I made a nose dive for the bat. I grabbed it in the nick of time before I pulled up again to be parallel with the ground. I turned around and flew towards Neville who was staring at the coming danger.
I acted as a shield for the poor boy and swung at the ball. It flew 'out of the park' as baseball players would term it.
"Well done McCarthy! You'd make a fair Beater!"
I blushed at the praise from Madam Hooch.
"T-thanks for saving me." I turned to Neville and smiled, "No problem, you would have done the same for me."
He frowned shaking his head, "No, I-I'm just a coward."
"That's what you tell yourself..." I smiled kindly and gently floated down to the ground.
I put the bat in the chest as Madam Hooch returned the bludger to its rightful place. "Wow, that was amazing Bambi, when did you learn to do that!?" Ron came up and asked me, he seemed excited. I shrugged, "I just acted in the heat of the moment."
"Well that was still amazing, you should try out next year. I know you'd make the team." Harry said. I blushed again and gently punched him in the shoulder, "Your just being a suck-up." He smirked, "Maybe..."
"Well, then let's continue on with class." Madam Hooch called.
We continued with our lesson until the bell rang. I walked with the golden trio to Charms. I was all done with classes for the day but they still had one left. I decided to wait in the court yard until they finished, doing some homework from Transfiguration's and D.A.D.A.
The final bell rang as I finished my essay for Transfiguration. I looked up and smiled as I saw Hermione walk towards me. It faded as soon as I saw that she was staring at the ground and tears were rolling down her eyes. "Hermione, what's wrong?" I got up and went to place a hand on her shoulder but she shied away and kept on walking. I looked after her, confused.
"Hey Bambi."
I turned and saw the guilty looks of Harry and Ron. "What happened?" I glared at the two boys.
"Ron did it." Harry pointed at the ginger.
"Harry!"
"Ron, what did you do?" I demanded.
"Well, I may have said some mean things about 'Mione. And she may have happened to overhear me."
"Ronald, how could you! You should know better than to pick on people! You're stooping to Malfoy's Level!" Ron went wide eyed and shuddered. "Well she's being a snob; showing off that she knows everything!"
"Do you really think that gives you the right to be mean to her?!"
"Well...no, but-" I gave him a look that most mothers would give their children. He looked dejected, "You're right, I'll apologize to her in the great hall."
I smiled, nodding in agreement. "Good, let's get going then." We walked together to the great hall and we parted ways to our own house tables. As the feast had begun I turned to see if Ron had apologized, but I grew worried when I didn't see Hermione at their table, at all. I heard one of the Gryffindor boys say something about how she's been in the girls' bathroom and went to go check on her.
As I entered, I heard Hermione sobbing, I frowned and knocked on the stall door,
"Hermione, can I talk with you? I didn't see you at dinner and wanted to make sure you were alright."
All I got was silence, "Hermione, You know you can trust me with anything."
I heard the door unlock on the other side and Hermione walked out wiping her puffy, red eyes. I hugged her tight, pulling away to look at her face. She looked terrified, "Bambi..." I turned to what she was looking at.
It was a Troll! I stood protectively in front of Hermione. As the troll got closer I turned to Hermione and ushered her into the stall, following behind her. "Get down." I whispered. We dropped down to the floor and shimmied across under the stalls. The troll had swung his club, for the walls of the bathroom stalls smashed into pieces. One of the pieces hit me on the head, as a searing pain shot to my skull. I saw Hermione crawling towards the sinks, and heard voices yelling before I blacked out.
~~~~Time Skip~~~~
I woke up to find myself in the hospital wing. I sat up to see Bella curled up at the foot of the bed. I smiled and petted her, scratching behind the ears.
"I see you're finally up Miss McCarthy. Good of you to join us among the living." I looked over to see Professor Snape sitting on the open bed beside mine.
I cleared my throat, "I don't mean to be rude at all sir, but why are you here? Last I checked you were the House Professor of Slytherin and I'm a Ravenclaw. Shouldn't my House Professor be the one to check up on me?" I felt uneasy as he stared at me. He seemed to be pondering his thoughts, finally he spoke, "McCarthy, you remind me of someone I knew long ago. If it weren't for the fact that I know she only had a son, I would think you were her daughter. It is unbelievable how similar you are to her." He smiled sadly for a split second, then returned to his normal scowl. He stood up saying, "As for your question, Professor Flit is currently in classes today until later this afternoon. He asked me to check on you since I was the one who brought you here last night."
"You brought me here…?" I looked down at my hands trying to remember the events of last night. I had left the Grand hall to check on Hermione in the bathrooms…
"Yes I had to carry you here, you had been knocked unconscious from the troll. It's a good thing your Gryffindor friends had been there to save you or you'd be dead."
Not even a minute later Madam Pomphrey walked in and made a bee line straight for me, "I see your awake now dear. You had a nasty bump, not too bad to require stitches though. I'd like to examine you to make sure there isn't any further damage."
It was at this point that Snape had left the room, bidding a good day to Miss Pomphrey, and leaving the room. I noticed that he was slightly limping. I wonder if he got hurt because of me. As the good witch checks my head and vitals, someone else walks in. "Well Hello Bambi, How are you feeling?" Headmaster Dumbledore asks me as he stands by my bedside. I shrug, "I've felt worse." This causes both of the two elders to chuckle. "Well Pomphrey, my dear. Do you think she will be okay for today?"
"She's fine, just going to have a small bruise were she got hit. She should be fine if she has someone watching her." The old wizard nodded in understanding then turned towards me, "Would you like to go watch the Quidditch match with me today? I hear it is Slytherin versus Gryffindor, and if I'm not mistaken Harry should be playing." I looked up surprised, that was today?! "Uh, y-yes sir. I would like to cheer on Harry and the other players." Dumbledore smiled at me, and with the nurses 'okay' I was able to change into something warmer and headed out to the field.
As we got there the match was just about to begin, it felt awkward sitting with the Professor's but they were friendly and made room for me. The minute they began and released the Snitch I was enthralled with it. It would flit by us for a couple seconds then fly half way across the field. I felt my heart stop when I saw Harry fumbling around high in the air on the broom almost like it was trying to knock him off! I heard slight mumbling coming from behind me, I looked over my shoulder to see Professor Quirell there. It almost sounded like a spell… I then heard another voice join in. Not even three people over in front of me was Professor Snape. I followed both their line of vision and realized they were looking at Harry.
If I remembered my spells correctly there are jinxes a person can cast on a person or object, but only if they have complete concentration and focus on their intended target. I needed to do something and fast. I figured that Quirell was the instigator in this so I decided to get his attention, "Um, Professor Quirell!" I yelled to him over the screaming crowd, hoping he had heard me. "Fire! You're on Fire." Someone screamed I looked quickly to see Snape's robes had caught fire. As he got up to put out the fire, he knocked a gentleman into Quirell which caused him to fall over and lose concentration as well. I performed an extinguishing spell to put out the flames. Next thing we knew Harry was back on the broomstick and itching to get the Snitch. Severus looked at me, slightly star struck, "…Thank you McCarthy." I smiled in return.
I watched in anticipation as Harry stood on his broomstick, the Snitch within reach and barely an inch parallel to the ground. I felt a lump in my throat as I saw him take a step to the tip of his broom, it took all my will power not to jump from the tower and race onto the field when he did a somersault onto the pitch. Everyone gasped as he grabbed his stomach, jerking forward as if he were going to vomit. Next thing I knew the Snitch popped out his mouth, which I couldn't help but chuckle. That was it, Gryffindor won the game, as the announcer claimed. Everyone but the Slytherin house cheered for the victors. Harry held up the Snitch proudly for all to see, his teammates circling above him congratulating him on his first victory of many.
After everyone cleared out I went to look for the golden trio, so as to congratulate Harry on his win today. I found them talking with Hagrid, something about 'Fluffy' and guarding something. As I got closer I heard Hermione say something shocking, "I know a hexing spell when I see one. I've read about them and you have to have constant eye contact and Professor Snape wasn't blinking." The two boys nodded, and Harry stepped forward to speak, "Whatever Fluffy is guarding, Snape is trying to steal it. Why else would he have blood on his leg Halloween night?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing they were blaming Professor Snape for something that he didn't do. I know he didn't. I couldn't listen to them anymore, I went off towards Ravenclaw tower. I needed to get some sleep, I still feel dizzy from the bruise on my head. I didn't even make a full step before I felt myself drop to the ground, I heard many voices going off in my unconscious mind, the clearest one was that of Harry.