Hey guys, here's next chapter. Just so ya know my exams start next week meaning updates might be slow.
First day back in the zone of school
The sky of the Great Hall was a light grey with a couple of clouds as I entered with Frankie and Lydia. There were a couple of students scattered across the room. My eyes scanned the HIgh Table to find my father. He smiled at me, before he turned to his plate of eggs and bacon.
"Your dad any good?" Frankie asked.
"He is," I replied. "He taught me some of the stuff I know in the dark arts for the course last year."
"So we will be learning some cool stuff?" Lydia asked. "Where's Hannah?"
"Behind you," Hannah's voice said behind us. "Hey ladies did ya miss me?"
"Nice to see you again," I said, linking arms with her. "How was your hols?"
"Good, went to Turkey with my parents and then went to my uncle's weddings in America," she replied. "Mom wanted to go on a plane as she is not very comfortable with our ways of travel."
Hannah has a muggle mother and a wizard father. She spends the school holidays doing muggle stuff away from magic (her father refuses to use magic in family holidays) and then for the rest of the year she is doing her magic like the rest of us. Her hair always had different shades of colours in them, like pink, blue and purple with her black hair showing below them. Her blue eyes where framed by her black eyeliner and mascraa. Her styles usually were punky and bright which had cause her to have many arguments with Snape about it in potions he hates everyone apart from his own house. However she is the smartest one in the group and is always moaning at us lot to do our work History of Magic and Diveration which we don't enjoy. Her accent varies from American and Walsh due to her family's home. She has an older brother that left last year and two twin sisters that haven't started Hogwarts yet.
Frankie is our loud, thrill seeking girl. Her green eyes can freak anyone out when she stares at them long enough this helps against the Slytherines, they freak out and ran off. Her croppy blonde hair lays gently around her face. Her parents both work as aurors in the Ministry of Magic. She spends half her time pranking some of the teachers she dislikes Snape being top of that list with some others. While she is our joker she can be smart when she puts her mind to is as well as escaping trouble that is close to getting to her.
Crazy, dreamy and a bit of a drama queen is some of the words we use to describe Lydia. Her eyes change from hazel and grey as she changes her moods. She was a muggleborn so this had been a surprise to her when she had found out she could Her strawberry blonde hair was boyish cut and had strands sticking up as she placed them like that. She never wore the skirt we had with our uniform but the tourses saying they were better. Lydia did say some strange things but she was a person you could relie on in your time of need.
"Well brother it looks like we are in look," a familiar face said behind us.
Turning around we were meet by the idnetical smiles on Fred and George's faces as they joined us to our walk to the Gyfinddor table.
"You two want something?" Lydia asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Nothing that involves you," Fred replied, as he shot a wink at Hannah.
Hannah's eyes rolled as she grabbed some buttered toast and a cup of pumpkin juice. Frankie and I gave a smirk as she dragged Lydia off with her as they both couldn't stand the twins without trying to kill them.
"She so want me," Fred said, making me and Frankie give a snort of laughter.
"In your dreams Freddy-boy," I said, grabbing some toast and placing it into Frankie's hands. "You have to try harder then that to even have a chance of her talking to you."
Both me and Frankie gave a laugh before we walked away, talking about the idea if Hannah and Fred did ever get together.
"Well at least he could keep with her weirdness," I said making us both burst into laughter, causing some people to look at us.
"Yeah and she could make him get some grades." Frankie replied. "Shush don't tell Hannah that; she'll murder us with her oversized brain."
I gave a smirk before Lydia and Hannah turned to face us."
"What's so funny?" Hannah asked, looking between us in confusion. "Spill the beans you two."
"Now our strange but lovely friend why would we do that?" Frankie teased. "There would be no fun and I kinda like fun."
I rolled my eyes as they both started to argue before I caught my father's eye as he walked up the main steps.
"What lesson do we have first?" I asked.
"We got Potions with Snape," Lydia said. "Then your dad in DADA, that will be fun."
"Be nice," I said as I linked arms with her again and Frankie as Hannah moved away from the blonde that was saying some stuff under her breath. "I don't even want to know what they are unhappy about."
"I've got to go to Charms," Hannah said, as she made her way to the staircase. "See you three later."
I gave a nod before me and the other two made our way to the dungeons. The Slytherins were all ready there, each giving a smirk at the Gryffindors that were glaring at them. One of them pointed to us and gave a laugh, making Frankie lose a growl from her throat as she tried to strangle one of them. Both me and Lydia grabbed her arms and pulled her to where the Gryffindors where standing. Lee shoot me a look, as he tugged the half pissed off girl to stop her from getting a detention from Snape.
"Thanks Lee," I said. "Where the twins or are they pulling a prank on old Snapie?"
"I believe that question has been answered," he replied with a smirk. "He is going to be so pissed off."
"As always," I replied. "You haven't said anything have you?"
"Maddie would I do that to you?" he asked, before adding, "Don't answer that; we both know what you will say."
I gave a smile before both twins walked down the steps, smirking and laughing as they shoved each other.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Something that will make this lesson start with a bang," George replied. "Man Oliver is going to be on our case this year as its his last year."
"Let me guess, Quidditch?" I asked.
"Yep we are going to be more busy then before," Fred said. "But than again me and George are opening a joke shop when we leave here."
"One question were are you going to get the money?" Lydia asked, coming out of a day dream as the bell rang. "You will need deposit and a location and all that hassal. It won't be easy. As well I thought you had to tell your parents as well. That is going to be a challenge for you two."
"But a challenge we will accept," George said before he took the desk beside me. "I'm copying all that you do so that he doesn't suspect us."
"I don't think that will work," I said back, taking out my cauldron and ingredients. "He always knows George."
On the black board was Snape's usual rules of expectations and what he was looking for in the class for the rest of the term. The door slammed shut as he entered. His greasy black hair reached his shoulders as he swept a glance across the class.
"This is the year were you are assessed on how much knowledge you have gained from my teaching," he started, looking at each desk in turn. "For many of you, this year will be our last together as you will fail to reach what I require for my NEWTs class which is Outstanding and no exceptions on that. For those that I believe will reach the grade I accept must know that I will monitor you and see what is needed for you to improve. I disapprove of cheating and copying off other people." his graze went to George. "Now then, lets start the lesson."
Pointing his wand at the board, the writing changed to show the name of today's potion.
"In todays class we will be brewing the Draught of Peace which is an Ordianry Wizard level potion," he ordered. "instructions on the board and spare ingredients in the cupboard. Those that have failed to stock over the summer face immediate detention."
The rest of the hour went by quiet as the smells from each cauldron wen across the room. George and Fred's prank didn't go off until Snape opened a window and a dozen or so howlers flew into the room and started shouting insults at the professor and Slytherines before they burst into flames, setting alight Snape's robes and two front desks.
"Weasly and Weasly detention tonight six o'clock sharp," Snape yelled in anger after he had cleared his robes from the fire and removed the howler ashes. "And ten point each taken from Gryffindor. Homework is an essay on the effects moonstones in potions and what they cause to happen."
As we left the dungeons, some of us gave a laugh and praised the twins for lighting up their morning before we made our way to DADA with the Slytherines again that jeered and pointed at us.
"Hey Maddie is it true that your dad raped you mother do that he could have pleasure?" a slytherine asked with a smirk
Lydia and Frankie looked at me cautiously as I stopped walking. Some of the Gryffindors also stopped as my eyes narrowed into slits.
"Shut up about my father," I growled in anger. "You don't know him and you have no idea what he went through when she died giving birth to me. So keep your mouth shut willingly or I will shut it for you."
I turned on my heel and walked up the steps. My body was still full of the rage that had been unleashed by what that brat had said. Both Frankie and Lydia had catched up to me when I had stopped outside the DADA classroom.
"Ignore her," Lydia said. "She has no idea who you are and what you do. Your father thinks the world of you Maddie. Even the people that haven't meet him can see that just at how he looks at you."
"Wow that is really deep," Frankie said smirking as she took a seat on the desk to the left.
"Hey I look to see you try better," Lydia retorted back as she took my right. "So have you been thinking about and Handsome?"
"If you are talking about who I think then I will say maybe," I replied, taking out my book for this lesson, wand and quill. "What about you and the Quidditch player?"
"We're going on a date on Saturday," Lydia replied with a dreamy happy smile. "He is so cute though."
"Only she can say that," Frankie said giggling a bit. "Oh Professor Lupin is waiting for us to be quiet."
Frankie then shut up then as Professor Lupin aka my father stood up from where he was siting on the chair behind us desk.
"Thank you for that Miss Loper," he said, before he looked around the class. "Now then, as you all know at the end of this academic year you will be sitting you OWLs and for each and everyone of you to continue this subject next year you have to achieve an acceptable or higher as from what Professor Dumbloredore has told me only some of the best can become the greatest known. His a great man but he confuses me." A low laugh went across the room, as dad flicked his wand at the blackboard and writing appeared, before he continued speaking, "As part of you class specification you are suppose to know about some of the different difficult spells that are used out there in the wizard world. This means that spells you haven't encountered before will be learnt and research will be done of the back ground of each spell so that you understand where it come from and why it was developed. Now any questions?"
No ones hand went up, and my dad gave a smile before he raised his wand and the writing on the board changed again.
"Okay then, does anyone know the three Unforgivable curses?" dad asked.
A couple of hands went up, mine among them.
"Mr Green would you like to say one," dad asked, pointing to a Slytherine.
"Well there is the killing curse," Green said, with a smirk. "The one that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named used countless times. What are your thoughts on it Professor.
I frowned and shoot an uneasy look at my father, as he hesitated to answer the question. I watched as hurt and despair went over his eyes before he raised his eyes back to the class.
"My views on the killing curse Mr Green is many people's views," dad said, his voice a bit thick. "The spell killed millions of people that fought against people that believed they were superior to the ones around them, and many innocent, kind and friendly people lost their lives to You Know Who. If anyone wants to know people's views in future look it up in the text book."
The class moved their seats back a bit at the harsh tone that had entered his voice. I looked at my father in concern before he pointed at a different person to give an Unforgivable curse.
The day was drawing to a close as I made my way to my father's office. I knew that what had happened thirteen years ago still hunted him. Giving a knock on the door, I looked around me, as students walked across the corridors, talking with their friends. I gave a sigh before the door opened. My dad had his robes off showing the black cotton shirt he had worn underneath and the dak blue trousers that he wore.
"Oh Maddie come in," dad said, still looking sad from earlier.
"You okay?" I asked, perching myself on his desk.
"I'm fine," he replied, not looking at me. "Just the first day is getting to me."
"Dad please when you don't look at me properly you are lying," I stated, as he looked above my head. "Dad they are in a better place now, you know that as well as Uncle Sirius."
"Yeah well if he hadn't been stupid and did what he did, James and Lily would still be here and Harry could have grown up knowing them as well as me and you," he muttered back, bitterly.
"He tried dad," I said, trying to make him see. "Daddy Uncle Sirius did try to save Uncle James and Auntie Lilly but he couldn't get there in time. Him escaping now must mean its time to find that traitor Daddy."
"Maddie come here," he half whispered, that I couldn't hear him.
Walking over to him, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me close to the strong muscles that my father had as he hung to the last thing he had in the world.
"I know that you are right," he said against my hair. "But you can not get involved until your exams are over. This is between me, Sirius and Wormtail okay. I can't lose you like your mother and the rest of our family. But remember that no matter what happens I love you and always well. Here and anywhere in the world."
"I know daddy," I replied. "By the way I love too daddy, no matter what happens to you."
He gave an inhale of air before there was a knock on his office door. Pulling apart, I saw George peeping in.
"Er... I can go," he said, pointing back to the door way.
"It is quite alright Mr Weasly," dad said, sitting at his desk. "Come on in and I'll give you some pointers for the essay I gave you today."
"Thanks Professor," George said, watching me as I picked a book off the shelf in my father's office. "So this is where you disappeared too Maddie? It is quieter then the library.
"George since when have you ever entered the library?" I questioned, arching an eyebrow. "Dad can I borrow this book."
"Just don't damage it," he replied. "Right then George I believe that if you follow the template I have written up here for you, you will do fine. You may give it to your brother as he might wish to have some help and I believe that if you ask Maddie nicely she will help you."
I looked up from turning a page in the book to look at my father.
"I will?" I asked in surprised. "I do have my own subjects to worry about dad."
"Maddie it will be extra credit," he replied. "Just show George how to answer the questions properly and anything else he is stuck on. And in the mean time I believe that you have to return to the common room before Flinch is after you. Night."
"Night dad," I said, grabbing my school bag before leaving his office with George.
Walking across two corridors, I looked out of the corner of my eye to look at George. His red hair was shaggy looking and laid across his head messily while his hazel eyes traced across the portraits on the castle walls as we went. He looked at me, making me advert my eye sight.
"Enjoying the view Maddie?" he asked, with a smirk.
"No," I replied too quickly, trying to ignore the heat that had formed in my cheek.
"Hmm I think you are," he said, grabbing my arm and spinning me around so that I was nose to nose to him.
I gave a look of shock and tried to take a couple of steps back, but he stopped me by encircling his arms around my waist and resting them there, interlocking his fingers together. he freed one of his hands to tilt my head to look at him.
"So a little birdy told me you have a crush on me," he said. "Is it true?"
"Damn Lee I'm going to kill you," I muttered. "Where did you get that idea from?"
"The fact you haven't started screaming yet," he replied cheeky. "So do you?"
Before I could reply to him, Mr Flinch appeared.
"Students should be in their common rooms," he said, looking between us. "And no engaging in sexual relationships.
My cheeks seemed to be on fire as I muttered something before walking away trying to slow down my thundering thumping heart. My waist seemed to be burning with tingle which made me curse my feelings for the Weasly twin and wondered what this year was going to be like.
End of Chapter. Please R&R :D