Sara's POV:
The train ride to Hogwarts was uneventful. Laurie sat with Cedric and I on the train, because she was still upset with Draco. When we got to the school, I was surprised to see Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor table without Harry and Ron beside her. I wondered where they were. Laurie was sitting with Millicent Bulstrode far away from Draco. Every now and then they would shoot Draco a glare.
"So, why are Draco and Laurie not speaking to each other again?" Cedric asked me for what seemed like the 50th time. "I told you, Laurie is still mad at Draco for not apologizing for his behavior in Diagon Alley." "So, he didn't apologize to Laurie?" "No, he apologized to Laurie, but he absolutely refused to apologize to Harry, Ron, and Hermione." "Doesn't take much to upset Laurie, does it?" "Well, when you hurt people close to her, she isn't happy. She can be a little bit of a drama queen sometimes, though."
Harry and Ron showed up a little after the feast. They missed the train for some reason, and they had flown the Weasley family's flying car into the Whomping Willow. Then, according to them, the car dumped their luggage out and drove off into the Forbidden Forest.
"You are so lucky that you weren't expelled!" I told them the next morning at breakfast. However, the detentions that the boys had that week made up for it. Laurie was sitting with us at breakfast, because she wanted to be as far away from Draco as possible. "Hey, Ron, is that your owl?" She asked, pointing at the barn owl flying towards the Gryffindor table. Errol crash-landed into Ron's bowl of cereal and I couldn't help but laugh. "The bloody bird's a menace." Ron muttered as he took a red envelope out of the owl's mouth. "OH NO!" He exclaimed, looking scared. "Hey, look everybody! Weasley's got himself a Howler!" Seamus Finnegan shouted. "You'd better get it over with, Ron." Neville told him. "I got one from my Gran once. It was horrible." The minute Ron opened the envolope, his mother's voice filled the room. She was screaming. "RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME! Oh, and Ginny, dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud."
On our way down to Herbology, Ron's face was still as red as his hair as Hermione and I compared our schedules. We walked into greenhouse 3 and Professor Sprout was standing at the end of a table covered in plants. "We're repotting Mandrakes today! Now, can anybody tell me the properties of the Mandrake?" Hermione raised her hand. "Mandrake, or Mandragora return people who have been petrified to their original state. It's also quite dangerous. The cry of the Mandrake is fatal to anyone who hears it." "Excellent! Ten points to Gryffindor! Now, our Mandrakes are still very young, so their cries won't kill you yet, but they can knock you out for several hours, which is why I have given each of you a pair of earmuffs for auditory protection." Proffessor Sprout made it look so easy, but it was really hard to repot Mandrakes, especially, because they didn't want to come out of the earth. By the time class was over, each and every one of us was covered in dirt, but I was still happy. My year was starting off well. I just hoped that Laurie and Draco started speaking again soon, because I wasn't sure how much more drama I could take!