HELLO! How are you? How was your winter break? How was your New Years? Are you sad or excited to be back at school? I feel hyper right now. ANYWAYS, I'm sorry for not updating on Sunday, I kind of fell asleep. Anyways, I'm going to try to update every Sunday, but it might get irregular. LIKE ME. So, thanks for the reviews and follows and favorites! Please, please, please review! It will bring me joy, and to all that reviewed or followed or favorited, here are some cookies. (: :) (: :) (: :) (: :) (: :) (: :) (: :) (: :) I'm sorry that they're not blue. But, here we are! Oh and would you like this story to be Scorily or Scorose?
Violet really hated Evan Ancrum. Everything about him, from that ruly, sandy hair to that annoying smirk. But, of course, they had the exact same schedule. And they were paired up in Charms. Wonderful.
"Now Miss Dursley, you must at least try to have a good attitude with Mr. Ancrum," the squeaky, tiny, and down right excitable professor chirped. Violet humphed once more and turned her back to Evan.
Evan gave her his smirk once more and turned innocently towards Professor Flitwick with his baby blue eyes wide open. "Oh don't worry Professor, I'm sure that Violet and I will work wonderfully together. And did I ever mention that those robes really make your complexion look stunning?" Professor Flitwick visibly heightened, before strutting but towards his desk.
Now Evan turned back to Violet. "Alright Dursley, let's try to get through five minutes without you blowing something up." Violet glared back and turned up her freckled nose while pulling out her wand. She loved her twelve inch beechwood and unicorn hair wand. In her option, it was much better than Evan's cedar and dragon heartstring one. But, they would soon see who was better at making things fly.
Evan pointed his wand at the feather and said softly, "Wingardium Leviosa!" The feather rose and hovered about half a foot in the air. Evan beamed and smirked at Julia. "Beat that Dursley." Julia turned up her nose.
"Easily, Ancrum." Rolling her eyes, she pointed her wand at the feather pretending to be completely above this spell. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Nothing happened. She could just feel Evan's smirk on her neck and tried once more, accidently skipping the g. "Windarium Leviosa!"
Suddenly, the feather burst into flames and started shooting purple sparks that spread onto their homework. "Aguamenti! Aguamenti!" Professor Flitwick squealed. Soon, Violet and Evan were both drenched. "Ah yes, and for homework Miss Dursley, practice your pronunciation, your movements, and -oh, just practice everything." Violet bit her lip and rushed out, holding in her angry tears. But as she huddled next to an empty picture, Evan rushed up to her.
"Oh just be quiet Ancrum!" she muttered. Evan simply held out a waterlogged notebook and quill.
"You dropped this," he said nonchalantly before adding with a fleeting smile, "and nice fail Dursley." Violet's mouth dropped, and then shouted at his disappearing frame.
"Oh shut up!"
Violet knew the minute that she stepped into the Herbology classroom that she was going to fail. For one thing, it was a class about gardening. BORING. Also, she killed every plant that she laid her hands on. Oh well, at least the professor was supposed to be good. At least that's what she thought, until he ran in, late, frantically looking for his wand that he was holding.
Finally, after he relocated his wand, he turned to the class with a flushed face. "Er, so I'm um, Professor Longbottom, and um, I teach Herbology," he stuttered out nervously. Violet couldn't keep in her giggles. LONGBOTTOM? Who names their kid that? Unfortunately, she'd laughed a little louder than she'd meant to. The entire class was staring at her along with the professor. She quickly flushed and mumbled an apology. "Well then," Professor Longbottom continued after a bemused look at Violet, "I want us to start by reading page seven in your textbook, and then we'll-"
"Reading? Boring!" a Slytherin boy yelled out. All the Slytherins laughed/grunted and started yelling out insults.
"Why should we take orders from a Longbottom?!"
"I heard that when you were at Hogwarts you failed every class but Herbology!"
Suddenly, Lily stood up with her hair whipping around her and her eyes flashing. "How dare you! You really ought to have more respect for Neville Longbottom, a fighter against Voldemort, the killer of Nagini, and a best friend of my father, Harry Potter!" The room instantly hushed, leaving half the class staring at Lily, and half the class staring at Professor Longbottom.
"So, is it true then! Did you do all the things that she claims?" a Ravenclaw boy yelled out. Professor Longbottom blushed and humbly nodded.
"Well, er, you see, I had a lot of help, but I guess, yeah," he mumbled. The class stared at him with a newfound respect.
"Whoa," a small girl from Hufflepuff breathed. Lily nodded impressively.
"And that's not all," she continued, "he was also the leader of Dumbledore's Army, and a fighter at the Ministry of Magic, when the Death Eaters attacked it for the prophecy."
"Wow," the Slytherin boy who started it all said with his eyes open wide with wonder. "Um, I'm really sorry sir, I didn't know that you did all of those things." Neville gave a rueful smile and looked with appreciation at Lily.
"All right," he began, "let's start again, shall we? I am Neville Longbottom. I will be your professor of Herbology for your years at Hogwarts. I have done many things in my life, but Herbology will always be my passion. I am going to try my hardest to spark a passion in you. Now, let's all read page seven, and then we will do an activity involving what you read, so read carefully. All right then."
For the duration of the class, no matter what they were doing, whenever Violet looked up, Professor Longbottom had on a gentle, caring smile. Even when she accidently stabbed a plant and knocked over a tree. She now knew that it was true. He was one of the best professors at Hogwarts.
Violet was really starting to question the Potter's choice in friends. Until now, they'd shown her a hippogryph named Buckbeak, a house elf named Kreacher, invisible horses called Thestrals, hyper wizards and witches that threw themselves to their feet, and even a dragon. But, she really didn't know what to think when Lily went to show her their family friends: a giant and his half-brother half-giant named Grawp and Hagrid. This was sure to be a new experience.
"Now, be careful about Grawp, he can get excited meeting new people, and if he picks you up, just stay calm and yell at him to put you down. He's really just a sweetheart," Lily assured. Violet stared at her with wide eyes.
"Wonderful," she whispered.
"Hagrid!" Lily called at a wooden hut. Violet stared at her.
"Um Lily, I'm really not sure if this is a good - bloody hell" and then her voice faltered as a giant, bushy man came sprinting at them full speed.
"Lily! How er you? How's ye family?" the man yelled roughly.
Lily beamed. "Oh, just wonderful Hagrid. Where's Grawp? I brought my cousin to meet you!" Hagrid walked right up to them and picked them both up with a bone-crushing hug. After Violet escaped, he peered into her face.
"A Dursley er you? Yup, I can see it in er face. I ave to admit, you turned out better than I expected." Violet stared right back at him.
"So, a half-giant, are you?" she asked sassily. Hagrid chuckled.
"Yup, las' time I checked, now, let's go see Grawpy, ee's probably gone crazy waitin'."
"Grawpy! Come out you big ol' lump!" Hagrid shouted into the forest. Violet turned to her cousin nervously.
"Er, Lily," she whispered, "are you sure that this is safe? I mean, aren't giants supposed to be vicious? And aren't we in the Forbidden Forest? Like, isn't it called the Forbidden Forest for a reason?" Lily stared at her as if she was crazy.
"Of course it's safe! We're with Hagrid! He knows all the creatures in here, and Grawp is the sweetest giant out there. He's about as dangerous as Albus's socks!" Not at all reassured, Violet continued to follow Hagrid through the deep, dark, and creepy forest. Until all of a sudden, the ground flew away from her and she went flying through the air.
Voila! I hope that it was okay. So, since school is starting, I'll probably only be able to update once a week. I'll try for every Sunday evening, but if it comes late than I'm really sorry! It might be irregular as I'm going to have a really busy water polo schedule for the next few weeks. Please review! And I'm really sorry about the Hagrid accent. I really have no idea how to imitate it. BYE BYE! And have a wonderful evening of homework, that I really should get back to doing. *sigh* IXL TIME EVERYONE!
