Pam could not help but think that classes here were much different from home. Especially getting to the classes. There were one hundred and forty two sets of stairs, and they were all-different, and could change direction at any given time.
The ghosts were not much of a help either. Of course, the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick was more than happy to point new Gryffindors in the right direction, but Peeves was a spawn from the devil. He pulled up rugs, sent vases after you, and if he was feeling bored, he would grab your nose and blow loud, wet, raspberries.
Then, the classes were another thing. Every Wednesday night, they had Astronomy, and went to the highest tower to practice looking at stars and learning their names and movements. Homework was often drawing diagrams. Pam liked this class.
Three times a week, the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs went to Herbology, and learned about strange little magical plants. Pam made friends with the two Hufflepuff girls, Erin Hannon and Kelly Kapoor.
The most boring class of all was History of Magic, where Professor Binns, the ghost, got their names mixed up and droned about goblin wars. Pam and Jim often played pranks on the boy with the glasses, Dwight Schrute during then, and would be the only enjoyable time in class.
Then came one of the hardest classes in Hogwarts. A short teacher, who had to stand on a pile of books to see them all, taught charms. It was very enjoyable, but they often got a lot of homework.
Transfiguration was the hardest. Professor McGonagall, Headmistress, taught this class, and she turned her desk into a pig on the first day, which made them impressed. Unfortunately, they would not be doing that in a long time.
Defense Against the Dark Arts was easily the most exciting part of class, even though half the time, they learned about memorable people. However, once every while, they learned about the creatures and learned basics of dueling.
Last was Potions, which was easily Pam's favorite class. She excelled at it, and Professor Slughorn, the Potions teacher, doted on her. Pam thought that all the times her mother made her cook finally paid off, for she was precise in measuring ingredients, and knew when to tweak it up a notch.
Pam was very pleased to find out that she could do magic just as well as Jim, who was a pureblood. She was also pleased to find out that she and Karen were not the only Muggleborns.
On Friday, she and Jim felt that they had made an accomplishment. They had gotten to their classes on time, and felt that they knew their way through the school.
"What classes do we have today?" Jim asked. Pam was extremely organized, and every first-year by now knew that.
"We have Double Potions every Friday, Jim." Pam replied.
Pam and Jim celebrated their accomplishment by eating extra French fries.
As they walked into the Potions room, they find themselves stuck with the Slytherins.
"Well, hello, Gryffindors. Hope you're brave enough to survive Potions." Andy Bernard said, sauntering into the hallway, and whipping his wand out.
"I don't think they'll even make it to Potions!" Meredith Palmer, the redhead cackled.
"C'mon gang, let's describe why we're here." Creed Bratton said, going up in the front.
"It has to do with Michael Scott!" Andy blurted.
Pam stiffened. This was probably going to end up in a fight, Pam thought, as she and Jim whipped out their wands.
"Damn it, Andy, you've lost the element of surprise!" Creed hissed and then continued.
"Well, as you can see, we've got an offer for you. Michael Scott is very brave, just like a Gryffindor. However, he also added rather angrily that our ideals are rather…outdated. Therefore, you, my comrades, have a mission to do. Tell Michael to take back his words, or you and the Muggleborn will suffer the consequences." Creed said.
These people were obviously pureblood supremacists, and Pam was getting nervous by the minute.
"Are you really that dimwitted?" Jim asked angrily.
This was obviously going to be a duel, so Pam began to utter a spell when Dwight burst from the open and yelled, "Protego!"
The sheer force of the spell knocked them all to the ground.
"Thanks, Dwight." Pam said, grateful that she didn't have to duel.
"Thank me later, run for it. I can hold them off." Dwight said.
Jim and Pam didn't need to be told twice as they ran to Potions.
Pam didn't know it then, but that experience started the animosity between Slytherins and Gryffindors.