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When Monday morning arrived, the most popular topic of conversation was the lessons that would commence that day.
"Double History of Magic with Professor Binns followed by Herbology in Greenhouse 1 with Professor Sprout." I read aloud from my timetable.
"I hear that History of Magic is really boring." Sirius commented.
"Frank Longbottom in 2nd Year said that Herbology is really interesting", Remus said.
"Then we have double Transfiguration with McGonagall and Defence Against the Dark Arts with Professor Willow".
"Ooh, Transfiguration! That's supposed to be fantastic!" Alice gushed from a few seats down the table.
"Yes, but very complex too", James added.
"Defence Against the Dark Arts is meant to be really hard", Peter squeaked nervously. Not for the first time I wondered why Peter was sorted into Gryffindor.
"Our last lessons are Charms with Professor Flitwick and Potions with Professor Slughorn", I finished.
"Flitwick's dead nice, Mum and Dad had him over for dinner a few times", James said.
"I read that Potions is one of the more difficult subjects here at Hogwarts and requires natural talent in addition to careful study", Remus stated.
The bell soon sounded, to signify the end of breakfast and the beginning of lessons.
Together with my new friends, we found the History of Magic room. We rushed in and took seats near the back. I found myself sitting at a desk with Remus. We shared our History of Magic class with First Year Ravenclaws.
We began chatting excitedly amongst ourselves, when suddenly there were several gasps of surprise. A ghost had floated through the black board and into our classroom!
"Good morning, First Years. My name is Professor Binns", the ghost droned in a monotonic voice. "Open your books at page seven. In 200BC a goblin known as Grance proclaimed…"
I managed to stick it out for approximately 7 minutes before my head hit the desk and I fell asleep.
"Amy! Amy! Wake up! Class is over! We need to get to Herbology!" I heard Remus say.
"This will wake her!" Sirius proclaimed and he promptly dropped a heavy book on my head.
"Sirius!" I shrieked, springing up from the desk, I grabbed my bottle of ink and tossed it over him. He screamed like a witch and glared furiously at me. Then his mouth twitched. We all burst into peals of laughter at the sight of Sirius covered in ink and the bump forming on my forehead.
"My robes!" He whimpered.
"Oh Sirius! Scourgify!" Remus laughed, waving his wand. The ink washed away from Sirius' robes. "Now come on or we'll be late!"
Herbology passed by without any major incidents apart from when Sirius tossed some dragon dung at the Slytherins. Professor Sprout frowned at him and took 5 points from Gryffindor but I swear she was suppressing a chuckle.
Transfiguration was enthralling! I couldn't believe my eyes when McGonagall transfigured a tree outside into a bookcase and back again. I was thoroughly chuffed when I was the first person to successfully transform my match into a needle. James was next to succeed followed by Sirius, Lily and Remus. I could tell that Professor McGonagall was pleased, and she awarded us all house Points. None of the Hufflepuffs managed and were assigned extra homework!
From the minute Professor Willow introduced herself, I knew I would enjoy Defence Against the Dark Arts. She was a good looking young woman with short violet coloured hair, green eyes and a decent sense of humour. She informed us that she was a metamorphmagus and with a funny expression, turned her eyes blue, her hair crimson and her nose into a dog's snout. We all gasped and cheered.
"Where can I learn to do that?" Sirius had demanded.
"You can't learn, silly! I was born one!" She had laughed in reply. She started teaching by showing us a demonstration of several useful hexes and jinxes. We even got to practice one, the jelly legs curse.
"Locomotor Wibbly!" I bellowed, aiming my wand at Sirius. Much to the class' amusement Sirius' legs immediately began wobbling and he lost control of them. After about 30 seconds he fell flat on his face. Professor Willow had laughed along with the class and performed the required counter curse. She also awarded 10 points to Gryffindor.
Later that day we had Charms with Professor Flitwick, a very clever minute man who taught well. However, despite my efforts, I simply could not get the hang of the spell wingardium leviosa! The feather twitched slightly, but simply wouldn't rise! Lily had her feather flying around the room by her third attempt and had even progressed on to hovering small boxes! I got the feeling that Charms wouldn't be my strongest subject!
If I was average at Charms, I was disastrous at Potions! Much to the Slytherins' delight, I managed to blow up my cauldron whilst brewing the most basic potion ever (cure for boils). Not only that, but it also set my hair on fire and I had run a lap around the classroom in a blind panic before James gleefully threw a cauldron of water all over me. I can safely say that I strongly dislike potions!
Not all of us were as, um, pathetic at Potions as I was. Lily Evans proved most adept in the class and swiftly became a favourite of Slughorn's. Lily's greasy haired friend Snivellus was also talented in the class, much to James' and Sirius' disgust!
I had become firm friends with Remus, Sirius and James. They were intelligent, witty and hilarious guys. I was also friendly with Peter as he seemed to follow the other three boys around like a lost puppy. My wolfish instincts told me that there was something… off about him.
The night after our first lessons, I was in the Gryffindor common room with the four boys playing exploding snap. It was an intense game as we were all very evenly-matched. It was Peter's go when suddenly the cards exploded, singing his eyebrows off! We roared with laughter at Peter's expression when we handed him a mirror, his expression was worth more than any vault in Gringotts!
Remus was first to control his mirth and accompanied poor Peter to the hospital wing. They came back half an hour later, this time with Peter's eyebrows! Needless to say, Peter was never a fan of Exploding Snap after that incident!