Chapter 2
"Hi, right where to?" He said briskly.
"You're keen. It's potions, Slughorn Is the teacher." She explained.
"Oh"
"I know, Sluggy is really embarrassing, but a kind of good teacher." He eventually heard what she said and laughed. She smirked.
"What house are you in? I've never seen a house with black in it." She smiled.
"Slytherin." She stated. He thought for a moment.
"Really? You're way too kind for Slytherin."
"Oh believe me I'm not." She said with her voice more sinister, but he didn't care.
When they approached, she knocked twice then entered.
"New kid slug… Professor." She managed to stop herself.
"Very well. Sit at the back Mr Newman, next to Mr Black." He looked towards Leyarne. 'Why aren't I next to her?' She nodded to him and he took his place. He watched her sit next to a blonde-haired boy. 'Obviously a Malfoy' he thought. The boy he sat next to suddenly looked familiar.
"No stuff?" the warm voice asked.
"Um no, I lost it." He gave a hearty chuckle and threw a screwed up piece of paper at the boy in front. The boy turned sharply and glared.
"What?" he snarled.
"Give us a spare ink well and quill." The dark haired boy demanded. The boy gave it over reluctantly.
"Thanks Remus."
"Thought you already had one? Lost them already Sirius?" Harold froze at the name.
"It's for Harold here." He looked up at Remus and smiled. He nodded in acknowledgement.
"What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor."
"Great." Sais Sirius smiling. Harold turned his head and saw the blonde haired boy and Leyarne talking. He filled with rage. 'Wait, I'm jealous? She's a Slytherin.'
"Hey Harold, you going to write or not?" He turned back to Sirius and Remus. They were staring at him.
"Um yeah, Thanks." He said to Remus as he pulled the stuff in front of him.
"Who are you looking at?" Asked Sirius questioningly. He followed his line of sight. "Oh yeah, she's a beauty isn't she?"
"Who?"
"Leyarne."
"Dangerous territory." Said Remus, without looking up.
"Why?" Harold asked inquisitively.
"She's Malfoy's that's why." Sirius and Remus chuckled.
"Really? But she's so …"
"Pretty?"
"Smart?" They suggested.
"I was going to say kind." They all laughed.
"What's so funny?" A tall black haired boy turned round and stared at them. 'Uh oh I'm in trouble'
"Nothing James, just warning Harold here that Leyarne is taken."
"Alas, is true." He said in Shakespearian style.