A/N: Chapter 3 has arrived!! I thank my three wonderful reviwers so very much. I hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own. T-T
"Time to wake up!" Said a singsong voice as light flooded the sixth year girls' dorm room.
Sasha groaned and pulled open the curtains around her bed and saw Sarah standing in front of the window, which had a perfect view of the rising sun. A few more groans went around the room and Anabelle was the only other person who poked her head out of her bed.
"Don't tell me, you're a morning person," Sasha said, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, "You bet I am!" was the answer she got.
Last night went rather interestingly and Sasha, being the not-really-talkative keen observer she is, noticed a few things about her new friends.
Mathew Turner and Kathleen (Kitty) Spring were an item. Therese Carter fancied Nathan O'Brien, but he fancied Sarah Millfield, who fancied Oliver Wood, who fancied quidditch. Therefore Therese didn't like Sarah and Sarah didn't like Therese because she didn't like her. Jacquelyn Johnson was a chaser on the Gryffindor quidditch team along with her sister and Katie Bell (Alicia Spinnet was a reserve) and she was in a relationship with a boy in Gryffindor seventh year named Jamie Kings. Anabelle Lichens seemed to fancy no one, but Sarah swears she's going out with an unnamed boy in Ravenclaw. Sarah was also Sasha's best friend so far. (A/N: Sorry, this paragraph might need to be read twice xD)
"What time is it?" came a groggy voice either from behind a bed that still had an almost asleep occupant.
"Seven o'clock," Sarah answered happily, "Classes start in one hour!"
Sasha froze, she had completely forgotten about classes. What she hated most was interaction with new people; she'd made enough friends hadn't she? Why did she need new ones? She sighed and changed into her school robes. She had taken a shower last night, so there was no need for one this morning. Sarah, who was up since who knows when, accompanied Sasha down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
On the way Sarah was talking about teachers, who to suck up to and who to avoid. Severus Snape came up numerous times in the 'avoid' category. When the reached the Great Hall all conversation, was halted. Most eyes were on Sasha and whispers erupted everywhere, no doubt about the transfer girl.
Self-consciously Sasha walked over to the Gryffindor table with Sarah whispering things about 'not letting people get to her' in her ear. Sasha grabbed some eggs, toast and fruits and started eating.
"Morning Oliver!" Sarah said. Sasha looked up surprised; she hadn't noticed Oliver sitting across from them. He gave a nod but didn't look up from the piece of paper in front of him, making plans for quidditch no doubt.
"Hey, you should eat the bacon, its really tasty today," Matt said from Oliver's left. Sasha hadn't noticed him either. Looking to Matt's left she saw Nathan looking down at his food but glancing up and Sarah once and a while.
Sasha shook her head. "I won't eat anything that's ever had a face,"
"That's crazy," Nathan said as he turned his gaze to Sasha, "Meat is good for you. Where do you get your energy without meat?"
"Alternatives," Sasha said simply, going back to her eggs. Nathan looked like he was going to give a retort but he was cut off as the morning post arrived. At first Sasha was shocked, never had she seen so many owls at once. Her shock turned quickly into glee as she spotted her mother's small barn owl, named Ribbon because of a piece of blue ribbon around its leg, heading straight for her.
Ribbon landed on Sasha's shoulder after dropping the small letter in front of her. He took some of her toast and hopped over to Sarah who was making 'aww' sounds at the little owl. By this time Anabelle, Kitty, Jacquelyn and Therese were already sitting down at the table. Sasha tore open the letter and began to read.
Dearest Sasha,
I'm sorry if you're embarrassed of getting a letter on your first day from your mom, but I miss you so much already! I've settled down in the house already. I'm sorry sweetie but we're in a muggle area this time around so when you come home you have to keep your plants under control. Honestly, I don't know how you do it. I don't even know what it's called, but one of them ate my favourite pair of shoes yesterday. That money is coming out of your bank account.
Anyways, you'll never guess who one of our neighbours is. A family of wizards! The Weasley's, you might have heard of them. Molly told me that five of her children attend school with you, and one of them is in your year!
Also congratulations on being sorted into Gryffindor. As you well know your father and I both attended Hogwarts. I was kind of hoping you would be in my house, Hufflepuff. Or your father's, Ravenclaw, heavens knows you've got enough talent for it. But now that I think of it, Gryffindor fits you perfectly. Make lots of friends, and try to stay away from the Slytherins, they're nasty!
Well goodbye sweetie, I'll see you on Christmas. Oh and by the way, Mandy's mother apparated here and we met for lunch. Professor Dumbledore already gave her daughter permission to visit you in October for Thanksgiving. Say hi to her for me!
With Love,
Mom
"She spelt 'mum' wrong, and who'sMandy?" Sarah asked, peeking over at Sasha's letter.
"No, in Canada mom is spelt, and said, with an O instead of an U. And Mandy is a really good friend of mine from Olicoupas. I forgot they had a week off for Thanksgiving," Sasha said, smiling at the letter in her hands.
"Didn't your mother go to Hogwarts though? That means she's English," Sarah started,
"Mom and dad moved to Canada about a year after they went out of Hogwarts, she's lost her accent already,"
"What's this about the plants then?" Sarah asked again.
Sasha's smile turned even bigger. "It's been a hobby of mine since I was little. My dad started it with me. We used to go to magical greenhouses and pick out the most interesting plant we could find and take it home and raise it. The one my mom is talking about is probably the columbas vinuses, kind of like a venus flytrap." She added the last part when Sarah gave her a quizzical glance, her being muggleborn and all.
"Miss Timbers," A stern voice said, when Sasha turned around she saw Professor Mcgonagall, "I have spoken to your previous headmasters and they all have said wonderful things about you. Here is your schedule and if you have any questions, Miss Millfield will answer them." She nodded to Sarah who smiled shyly and continued to hand out schedules.
"Double potions, Charms with the Ravenclaws, Lunch, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology with the Hufflepuffs, and Ancient Runes with the Ravenclaws. How come only some of them say who its with?" Sasha asked.
"Oh that's cause these are N.E.W.T courses. Since Potions, Transfiguration, and Defense are the hardest classes, all houses are combined because there's not many people in them." Sarah answered looking at her schedule, "Looks like I have everything with you except Herbology and Runes. Oliver what's your schedule?" She grabbed Oliver's.
"Hah, looks like you two have the same schedule. I didn't know you took Herbology." Sarah said, looking at Oliver's paper.
He shrugged, "I like the plants, it's the only course I got to chose, mum and dad chose the rest. Not that I need them, I'm going into professional quidditch," he said proudly and gave Sasha a glare when she gave a humourless laugh.
After breakfast Sasha and Sarah walked to potions together. When they got there, they took a table at the back and began setting up their cauldrons.
"Miss Timbers, am I correct?" said a deep voice. Sasha looked up to see who she presumed was Snape and gave a shy nod. "I hope you do not want to be marked easier because you are new. You probably have no talent whatsoever in potions like the rest of your…fellow Gryffindors."
Sasha opened her mouth to give an angry retort when Sarah's elbow jabbed into her wrists. So took a deep breath and answered "Yes Professor," Snape walked away, his robe flowing inelegantly behind him.
The first hour was talk about the N.E.W.T exams coming up in seventh year. The next hour was spent making a babbling beverage. According to Snape this was so he could see what people have forgotten over the summer. They would be handed in at the end of class and anyone who took any would be getting detention. Half way during the class Sarah dropped a little bit of unfinished potion onto Sasha's robes, which started to burn. Sarah was quickly muttering apologies and was quite surprised when the burning stopped and the spilled potion was gone with a movement of Sasha's wand.
By the end of the class Sasha's potion was near perfection and she put some in a small vial and brought it to the front. Then she and Sarah left the room.
The rest of the day was fairly boring. Every single teacher talked about the N.E.W.T s and before she knew it, Sasha was asleep in her bed.
A/N: I know this is moving really slowly, I'm just still into the process of introducing my characters. But expect some Oliver x Sasha soon :) Thanks for reading!
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