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Author note: By the way about Luna being in Harry's grade, I wanted him to have good friends who weren't Hermione and Ron, so I really liked Luna's airy-like character for this story so I made her a year older. Sorry for the confusion.

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I was woken up in the morning by Roger who said it was almost time for breakfast then the first classes of the day. I got up, showered, dress and looked at my schedule on the way to breakfast:

Defense Against the Dark Arts

Potions

Charms 101

Lunch

Brooms for Beginners 101

Study Hour

Herbology

I would have dinner afterwards and then I could study with Roger and Luna until curfew. I had to admit those two are pretty interesting characters but they seemed really nice and smart from my first impression. From what it looks like, most of my classes were basic, beginner classes. After all I am a fist year, so I suppose you have to start from the bottom like in muggle schools.

I put my schedule back in folder along with my textbooks and notebooks I was carrying. The great hall was filling up with students when I sat at my table with Roger and Luna. I saw Ron and Hermione staring at me.

Seriously those two are creeping me out. Not to self: avoid them at all cost.

Breakfast was served and we ate while discussing our classes.

"So I hear, Professor Quarrel is teaching Defense against the dark arts and the infamous Professor Snape is teaching Potions" said Roger with a snort.

"Why is he so infamous" I asked.

"Oh I hear from the second and third years that's he's a really tough teacher. Takes house points left and right."

"He has lots of dark fuzzes around him too" said Luna in an airy voice.

"Fuzzes huh" I asked.

She nodded, "It's like he is caught in dark thoughts, so the fuzzes gather around him like a dark fluffy cloud."

"Which Professor is he" I asked. Luna pointed to the dark-haired man that was looking at me yesterday. To be honest, Luna was dead on, he did seem to be lost in thought and from the looks of the lines on his forehead he seemed to thinking about some bad thoughts. Once again, I thank my aunt for teaching me to be observant.

It wasn't long until Breakfast was over and we got up to go to our first class. Surprisingly, we had almost every class together except my Broom 101 class is with a different teacher then Roger and Luna.

The classes seemed to fly by as we wrote down notes and absorbed ever word the teachers said. I was fascinated by the theories and potential magic has. I was actually excited to begin reading the textbooks that we given to me. In our first class, Professor Quarrel kept stuttering all the time and seemed very nervous too. Even weirder, he seemed to look at me with suddenly cold eyes and then revert back to his nervously flickering ones. I found it strange but thought nothing of it…at least at this point.

When we went to potions class, me, Roger and Luna were a little early since Professor Quarrel ended class a bit early.

At one of the tables was a blond-haired boy who was wearing slytherin robes. Shrugging to myself we sat at his table and began talking about our previous class.

I noticed that the boy was glancing at me from time to time, so I decided to talk to him.

"Hi…so you having a good first day?"

The boy looked at me, his eyes studied me for a moment but then softened when he answered.

"I do like the Slythernin dorm, very comfortable. However, the great hall is so noisy with all the riffraff screaming about."

I smiled, "Well it sure is noise, what with the Gryffindor house screaming about Quittach. Roger and Luna laughed softly while the boy looked greatly amused.

He stuck out his hand and said, "I'm Draco Malfoy."

"I'm Harry Potter."

"I know who you are the famous Boy-who-lived."

I rolled my eyes, "Don't get me started with all that corn."

Draco looked shocked, "Don't you realize that you killed the Dark Lord as a baby?"

"Yeah but I don't even remember it honestly and I hate having to be the center of attention at this school."

Draco continued to look shocked, but he couldn't say anything else because the rest of the class has filed in along with their teacher Professor Snape.

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