The red sparks charm and the green sparks charm aren't directly mentioned in the books but are in the video games (e.g WonderBook: The Book Of Spells)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Harry woke up in a four-poster, blindly swinging his arm to find his glasses. After they sang the school anthem ended (which was at various times), the first year Gryffindors left the main hall and walked up a large marble staircase until (at the end of the staircase) they found a painting of a fat lady. When they reached the painting they were told the password (Caput Draconis), which made the painting slide to reveal the hole behind it. Once they exited the hole they were in the Gryffindor Common room, Percy led them to the boys' dormitory where five four-poster beds where the boys fell asleep.
Once Harry had grabbed his glasses, he looked at the foot of his bed where Ron stood smiling, "Hello Ron, why'd you wake me up?"
"Breakfast has started. Thought I'd wake a friend up before they miss the food... We are friends, right? It's 8:30 and breakfast started thirty minutes ago. If you're not in the Great Hall by 8:40, you miss all the good food."
Harry smiled, "Yeah, we're friends. And thanks for waking me up."
Ron left and Harry got out of bed, changing as fast as he could and grabbing the school books on his pillow. He then exited the Dormitory and The Common Room before going down the marble staircase towards the Great Hall. Once he walked in, the hall burst into whispers but Harry tried to ignore them and looked around the Gryffindor table to find Hermione, who was reading a book.
Harry walked over to her and sat down, placing some food on his plate, "Hello Hermione, what are you reading?" Hermione's eyes left the book and met his, "Just one of the Charms books, I thought I should read a little about the levitating charm. Make it a little easier for you to teach me."
Harry smiled, "I'll do the same when we're back in the Common Room, maybe we could even study together."
She giggled, "I'd like the sound of that. Anyway, have you got your schedule yet?"
"Not yet, have you? "
"I have and I've got Defence Against The Dark Arts first if you're wondering," the brunette said as Percy walked towards them with a parchment, "Here comes your schedule."
Hermione guessed correctly once Percy stood next to them, he dropped the parchment in front of Harry saying, "This is your schedule for your first year: it has your classes, the time you have to be at a class, the professor teaching that class and the house that will also be working with you (if two houses do the same class together.)"
"Thanks, Percy," Harry said as Percy walked away, "It looks like we've both got Defence Against The Dark Arts. Lucky coincidence. Mind if I check your schedule?"
Hermione shrugged and gave him another parchment which he quickly analysed, "We've both got the exact same classes. Hey Ron, do you know how Hermione and I have the same schedule?"
"Oh, didn't you know that all the Gryffindor first years have the same schedule? I asked Seamus to ask the professors where each class was." the ginger-haired boy said before telling them the locations of each class.
"Thanks for telling me," Harry said, having a forkful of eggs, "So Hermione, which class are you looking forward to?"
"Definitely either Defence Against The Dark Arts, Charms or Transfiguration. They just seem so fantasy-like. Which one are you looking forward to?" Hermione asked him.
"The same as you. Defence Against The Dark Arts and Charms seem like they'd teach us the most. Plus they seem like the easiest to grasp. I also look forward to Potions but to a lesser scale as the teacher doesn't seem the most friendly."
Ron leant over to them and whispered, "Snape's definitely not friendly. He's Slytherin to the core. Fred and George say he's the worst teacher to ever come to Hogwarts."
Hermione had an intrigued expression, "What do you mean by 'Slytherin to the core' he is the Head of House after all."
"I told you on the train, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named went there. And every person that is sorted into Slytherin turns dark."
"I'm sure not every Slytherin became dark. There'd have to have been at least one that didn't." Hermione reasoned but Ron ignored her and just started to eat his food.
"Well, I guess we've got a little left until class starts. Hey Harry, Do you want to help me revise the Defence Against The Dark Arts book. It'd give us a leg up on everyone else." Hermione asked, hoping he'd say yes.
"Why not? May as well get as far as we can," Harry said, taking the last bite out of a piece of toast
"Alright," Hermione said putting the Charms book away and grabbing another, "So Harry, do you want to learn them defensive then offensive or just focus on one"
"Let's alternate between the two," Harry said, grabbing the same book Hermione was holding, "Let's do the knockback jinx first, seems the simplest."
"Okay found the page. The incantation's Flippendo, right?" Hermione asked, grabbing her wand and pointing it at a piece of toast.
"Yep, you go first," Harry said pointing his wand at a sausage, "Let's send it downwards so we don't make a mess."
"Okay," she said pointing the wand from a different angle, "Flippendo." Almost every first year Gryffindor's head was looking at Hermione as she squealed in delight, "Yes, one spell successful. Your turn, Harry."
Harry aimed his wand at the toast, sweating slightly at all the attention he was receiving, "Flipppendo." To his surprise, the toast didn't move a few centimetres, like it did with Hermione, but it was thrown off the table and onto the floor.
"That was surprising," Hermione said, before laughing quietly, " I guess my competition might give me a run for my money."
Harry was about to say something when most of the students stood up, grabbed all their things and started walking in different directions. "It looks like we've got to go to class," Harry said looking at the several clocks that read, '9:00.'
The Gryffindor first years grabbed their items and started walking towards their first class with Professor Quirrell.
Professor Quirrell's class was one of the biggest letdowns, Harry had ever had. The room smelt of garlic (to ward off Romanian vampires was the answer they got when they asked); the class were barely taught anything (other than a few things about Quirrell and one of the spells Harry knew); and he smelt of an odd smell (which while not actually affecting the lesson itself, distracted him slightly.) The two hours of Defence Against The Dark Arts breezed past.
Then came lunch, which was mostly spent studying for Herbology by Harry and Hermione. Herbology was better than the previous lesson, as actually, they learnt a few things. Once they arrived in the greenhouse, they were tasked with transplanting plants from one pot to another by Professor Sprout. It taught them a few things, but they didn't learn as much Harry or Hermione hoped.
After Herbology, the Gryffindors first years received some free time, which Harry and Hermione used to teach each other the charms they wanted to learn. Harry taught Hermione the unlocking charm, using the lock on his trunk as a target, which earned him a hug. After Hermione learnt the unlocking charm, they both looked through the Defence Against The Dark Arts book and looked for the next spell to attempt. They wanted to learn at least two of the charms/spells before trying to master one. Their eyes fell on the red sparks charm and the green sparks charm (which sounded simple enough. The two grabbed a few parchments and trained their wand on a piece.
"Vermillous," the duo said and two streaks of vermilion shot out of their wand and almost missed the parchment, which was burned after the spell.
"That was slightly more potent than I thought it would be," Harry said, walking towards the parchment before levitating it and throwing it away. After a few more attempts with both of the spells, the two eleven-year-olds started reading the potions book (trying to give Snape a harder time to find flaws.) As the name suggested, the book One Thousand Magical Herbs And Fungi was incredibly long and by the time dinner came they'd only studied (and memorised) one-hundred and twenty-four pages out of the six-hundred plus that were in the book.
When Harry and Hermione entered the great hall for dinner, a few of the Gryffindors asked where they'd been for the past few hours. When they said they had studied for the past hours, Ron sniggered whilst the others either had a look of admiration or a look of shock and disbelief. The two shrugged and ate dinner, occasionally asking each other a test question.
The next day, both Harry and Hermione woke up at 8:00 - using most of the time they'd spent studying for the upcoming charms lesson.
"Hey Harry, I know this is a random question but why do you study with me. I know there are other boys to talk to so why do you hang out with me?" Hermione asked, hoping Harry wouldn't take it offensively."
"I guess it's because this is my first real chance to get a career and be successful. I told you on the train that my aunt and uncle didn't like it when I got higher scores than Dudley. As a result, I started failing classes on purpose so I wouldn't get hit. However, now that I'm in Hogwarts and am embracing the wizarding world, I can actually try and become the best that I can be. And anyway you're my first friend, I wouldn't want you to be lonely." Harry said, grinning as his eyes returned back to the book.
Hermione blushed slightly before she noticed the hall was starting to fill in. Her eyes shifted to the clocks that read '8:40.' After fifteen minutes of test questions and a bit of practice with the levitating charm, Harry and Hermione joined the crowd of Gryffindors that were walking towards the Charms classroom.
Charms class was the class Harry'd been waiting for - they actually learnt something. Professor Flitwick, who was a small, short man, was knowledgeable about his subject and helped them understand some of the more difficult theories in the Charms book. The main bulk of the class was mostly looking through the book, being told which parts should be prioritised and which bits can be held back for later.
When lunch came, Harry and Hermione discussed how much better Charms was than the other two classes. The duo decided to copy what they did yesterday, using the red sparks a few more times. She noticed that Harry's streaks of sparks were more powerful than hers, whilst her's were more precise and accurate. The two tried the green spark charm after (because why not?)
"Verdimillus," Hermione said as a green streak struck the parchment, causing more damage than her red sparks and being more accurate.
"Verdimillous," Harry said and a green spark shot through the air, barely striking the parchment. Harry looked confused as the Green Spark was more offensive for Hermione whilst the Red Spark was more offensive for him.
The duo started revising the next hundred or so pages of the Potions book, before testing each other.
As Harry waited in front of Potions class, he thought about the other classes they'd had that week.
On Wednesday morning, they'd had History Of Magic, easily the most boring out of the classes. The class was taught by the ghost Professor Binns, who kept the bulk of the class always about a Goblin War. The class was a fight to stay focused, and even Hermione admitted that.
At midnight on Wednesday, the Gryffindors had to go to the Astronomy Tower for their Astronomy lessons (which was one of the better classes.) For most, it was difficult for the group of eleven-year-olds and twelve-year-olds to wake up. However, it was as easy for Harry to get up at twelve a.m as it was to get up at eight.
Transfiguration was the most challenging, taught by Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor. They were tasked with transforming a match into a needle, not the hardest. Both Harry and Hermione were most nervous for this class, the books made it look so complicated. Most of the other students seemed to be as well as almost every other person in the class were unable to transform the match.
Harry noticed that his fellow first-years were entering the classroom and he followed. Harry sat next to Hermione, as they both noticed Malfoy sneering at him. Harry, deciding to ignore the Slytherin's insults, just placed the potions book on his desk and did a last-minute revision. Even though he remembered most of the book (from the results of the tests the duo did on each other), Harry looked nervous. At 10 am sharp, Professor Snape entered the class ( completely ignoring all the stares he received, before standing in front of his desk and proceeded with roll call. When he came onto Harry's name, he sneered and shot a look of disdain, "Harry Potter - our newest celebrity."
Harry just stared into Snape's eyes quietly as all the Slytherins burst into laughter, except for a female blonde first year who just sat quietly. Harry tried to think of her name but was interrupted when Snape finished roll call and went on about the beauty of making potions. When he was finished, the greasy haired man looked at Harry before asking, "Now Potter! What would I get if I add a powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
The question seemed to have taken him by surprise as he thought of the answer, "Draught Of Living Death, sir."
Snape shot him a surprised and malicious look, " Where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"
"The stomach of a goat, sir."
Snape had a desperate look on his face,"What is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?"
"They're the same plant, sir," Harry asked, irritated by Snape's barrage of questions.
"Under what name?"
"Aconite, sir."
"What is..." Snape continued asking questions, much to the irritation of Harry. Snape appeared to have gotten the idea Harry studied as he stopped asking the green-eyed boy questions."One point to Gryffindor for Mr Potters preparedness," Snape said, his face telling the class he was unhappy, "Now, today we will be making a potion that cures boils. You'll be working in pairs that I've chosen, to create the potion..." The potions professor had paired Ron with Hermione (much to her and Ron's annoyance) whilst Harry was paired with a girl called Daphne Greengrass (the blonde from Slytherin that didn't laugh with Snape.)
Each student proceeded with making the potions when Neville suddenly burst into screams of pain, with boils bursting onto his face, as he fell on the floor next to what looked like a melted cauldron. Professor Snape started ridiculing Neville before turning his attention to Harry, who was on the other side of the room, "Potter! Why didn't you warn him about when to put the quills in. Did you think it'd make you look better if he failed? Five points are taken off of Gryffindor for your selfishness!"
Again, the Slytherins burst into laughter, except for Daphne who had a calm look on her face. The class continued quietly until it was finished and they all gave Snape their potions for him to assess. As Harry and Hermione exited the class the class, Daphne ran towards them.
"I'm sorry about Snape, apparently he picks on all the Gryffindors and is bias with some of the darker Slytherins like that Malfoy prat. That ponce always gives me this look," the blonde said shuddering, "Anyway I noticed how good you were with potions, and thought you could help me with them in the Library."
At the mention of a library, Hermione looked intrigued, "Where is the library? I read that it some of the most informative books about the magical world. I didn't see it when we were moving between the classes."
Daphne looked confused before telling her where the library where it was, "Anyway I'm guessing you're a studious person. Did you help Harry learn?" When Hermione nodded, Daphne smiled, "Can us three studies together at the Library after Lunch. I hope we can be can be an exception with the 'Snake and Lion rivalry.'"
"I think it'd be nice to be friends with a Slytherin and so far you're the best I've seen. Plus, you might have different techniques to help us learn from the school books. What do you think Hermione?" Harry asked the brunette, who was smiling at the blonde.
"Seems like a good idea. You seem like a great friend and there's no reason to turn down a new friend... unless that new friend is a racist bully." Hermione said, adding the last part on after she remembered their encounter with a certain blonde ponce.
Daphne smiled, "We need to go to lunch now. I'll see you at the library at 1 o'clock." Daphne smiled at them quickly before running towards the Great Hall.
Harry looked over to Hermione, "I think she'll be a great friend." The duo followed her back to the great hall.
Sorry for the lateness but I've been sucked into Earthbound (LVL 100 ON Ness and Skye before Giygas) and soon Mother 3. See you in the next chapter.