The story so far: Our characters Micky, Mike, Janine, and Willow have come to Northwoods School of Magic. They have become friends and Micky, Mike, and Janine are in Pendragon (a house at this school) and Willow is in Eaglefeather (another house.)
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Classes started the day after the banquet. The Pendragons started the week with History of Magic. Most of them were looking forward to it but when they found out they were with the Songshimes they weren't as happy as before. The Songshimes as a house had earned a bad reputation among the other house for being awful brats. It was also rumored that a lot of dark wizards had graduated from that house but no one kept records of where wizards graduated from except for the wizards themselves. Everyone was excited about the class as they waited to go in, even the Songshimes.
They shouldn't have been. It was easily the most boring thing any of them had ever done. The teacher, Professor Cassavaugh, was like a cross between the boring homeroom teacher in Ferris Beuller's Day Off and watching paint dry. In fact, watching paint dry might have been more interesting than this class. As Janine, Mike, and Micky left she angrily said, " I can't believe he gave us homework on the first day. Isn't that against the law? If it's not it should be."
"Janine, don't you think that's a little much. A law against homework on the first day," Micky said. "I really don't think we need a law."
"It may not help to know but the Songshimes are going to have it harder then us because everyone knows that house doesn't keep records or have anything written about them," Mike said. "And Willow will have the same homework as us so we can all work together in the library."
"Well I guess that's not so bad but Willow's will be different since the assignment is: 'Write a brief history of the school with emphasis on your house and the founder of it.'" Janine said. "I'm still mad he gave us homework though."
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Willow had been looking forward to having a great Wednesday. She had made some friends in her house and classes looked like they were going to be okay. Her roommates, Jasmine, who liked to be called Jazz, and Joy, were really nice. Jazz and Joy, who also went by the name 'The incredible JJ,' were best friends since they were kids and were a lot of fun to be around. Joy was shy like Willow so they usually let Jazz do much of the talking to strangers but when it was just the three of them you had to shout to be heard sometimes.
Wednesday did not turn out as good as looked forward to though, mainly due to one person, the potions teacher Professor Deeb. She was a mean nasty woman who hated anyone who wasn't in her house, Songshime. The things they were learning were interesting enough but she ruined the class for the Eaglefeathers. By the end of class she had humiliated two students (both Eaglefeathers), given them an impossible amount of homework, and favored the Songshimes so much the Eaglefeathers had stopped trying.
Jazz stalked angrily out of the classroom without waiting for Joy and Willow. They had to run to catch up to her. "Jazz we know you're mad. You should be. We all should be," said Joy sensibly.
"Exactly. Keep in mind, we have to learn from her for the next seven years and she probably won't change. So we should learn to deal with it," Willow put in.
"I know but we shouldn't have to deal with it. She may have given the whole class homework but you know the Songshimes won't get in trouble if they don't do it but we will," Jazz practically shouted. "It's not fair, but whining won't do anything. I guess we'll just have to ignore it or go to the headmaster. Do you think she'd do anything?"
Joy and Willow said variations on "If she thought something was wrong I'm sure she would have said something already" as they walked towards the Great Hall for lunch.
"Okay, you guys I guess I'll drop it for now but if class is really bad, I'm going to the Headmistress," Jazz said right before they walked in to the Great Hall. (A/N: I know I changed the gender from the last part.)
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Wednesday night was much better than Wednesday itself. Jazz, Joy, and Willow hung out in their dorm room listening to music and talking. When Willow had asked Joy how her radio worked at Northwoods, a place so magical muggle devices didn't work there, Joy said her dad had enchanted it so it would work and to please not tell anyone.
"How did you know that muggle devices don't work here, anyway? You're muggle-born aren't you?" Joy questioned.
Willow blushed slightly before answering, "I read A Brief History of Nothwoods: The story of America's Premier School of Magic. It was the shortest one I could find and it was still over a thousand pages. I guess that makes me a pretty big geek, huh?"
"Not necessarily, my dad, who is normally a cool guy, owns Northwoods, The Complete History. It's in three volumes and totals 3672 pages. He told me I should read it before I came here," Jazz said.
"I do not have any geek genes hidden in my closet," Joy said. "They're right out on our coffee table. My parents own A Brief History of Magic and keep it on our coffee table."
"How embarrassing! You definitely have the worst story," Jazz and Willow both said.
The girls lip-synched to a few songs. Including Jazz doing a dead on Diana Ross during 'Ain't no Mountain High Enough' that made everyone laugh, Joy doing all of the parts in 'My Girl' with lots of corny facial expressions, and Willow doing a very funny John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever to Staying Alive by the Bee Gees. Before they shut off the music and went to bed.
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Hermione was embarrassed by how badly her week had gone. Her week had started badly with her class of the Songshimes. It had also ended badly with the class where she couldn't make her transformation work. She tried a couple of times before she gave up and gave the students a reading assignment. She hoped the other teachers wouldn't find out.
Hermione found herself wishing Harry and Ron were here with her. They would have been able to turn this negative into a positive and if they couldn't do that then they would have made her laugh. She'd write them about what happened and hope they had some advice for her.
A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait between parts lots of things happened in my town (the President came!) This might be my last installment for awhile (see below.) P, RR+E (Please, read review and enjoy.)J
Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters. I also do not own any of the great songs I mentioned in this story (if I did I wouldn't be writing fanfic, no sirree, I'd be diving into my giant pile of money and swimming in it. Sounds like fun, I bet it wouldn't work with a couple of nickels and some lint, though.)
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Slaybelle sits in front of her computer screen. School starts Wednesday and she can't post in the next to days. This has to be up because her mom says that unless it's schoolwork she only has an hour on the computer every week day and two hours on the weekend. She looks at her classes: Chemistry, Sequential 3, Regents English. This was going to be a hard year.