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The next morning I woke up to a sharp pain in my arm. Celestrial was nipping at me.
"What time is it?" I groaned turning over. My watch immediately responded saying it was 9:22. "Oh
shit." I'm late. I scrambled up. Then I relaxed immediately. Oh well I'm already late no point in
rushing now. I didn't have time to shower so I snapped my fingers and my hair swept up into a
ballerinas bun with deep purple streaks. My outfit changed to baggy black jeans with the words
"Fuck off" in purple going down each pant's leg and a tight dark purple tank top with attached
sleeves and different sayings flashing on and off in black. My combats were instantly switched to
black. I conjured up some sausages and shimmered to the Great Hall after grabbing my bag.
Shimmering is like apparating but you can only shimmer about 3 miles from where you are and since
you can't apparate here then I've been limited to shimmering. The Great Hall was empty by now but
someone left their schedule behind and it read Gryffindor 6'th years had double potions first in the
dungeons. I pocketed the schedule and shimmered to the outside of the dungeons. I walked into the
class while wiping the sleep out of my eyes. Everybody turned to look at me thankful for the
interruption. I turned to look at the professor and almost broke down in uncontrollable laughter.
When they were handing out looks this guy didn't even get a notice. His skin was so pale it was like
looking at spoiled milk, his head was entirely free of hair except for a small almost nonexistent patch
near his ear, but what really got me was his eyes. They were almost completely black and there was
an evil look in his eyes. I'd only seen one person with eyes like that before. Voldemort. I tore myself
away from staring at his eyes as he stopped speaking. "Uh oh," I heard Remus mutter. James
however said, "Now you're gonna get it." I rolled my eyes and walked toward an empty seat in the
back of the classroom on the Slytherin side. The professor blocked my path. His lips curled as he
said, "Ms. Evans you are 45 minutes late for my class. What could have been so important that it
kept you from getting to my class on time?" "I woke up late and then I decided that there really was
no point in rushing since I was already late," I said. "So," smirked the professor, "You assumed that
you could walk into my class late and not be punished?" "Not really," I said. "I just didn't really care
all that much." The Gryffindor's snickered and the potions professor said, "Ms. Evans I wouldn't
expect a person from blood as common as yours to understand something as simple as being on time
but please try to grasp the concept." The Gryffindors shot him looks of outrage and the Slytherin's
laughed loudly. I however kept my cool and said, "I would tell you to silence yourself but I don't
expect a person that has his head so far up his ass to understand that concept. So let me say it in
lamence terms, "Shut the fuck up you stuck-up dick." The Gryffindor's broke out into more laughter.
"45 points from Gryffindor and take your seat," yelled the professor. I flipped him off and sat down
next to some blonde guy in Slytherin who looked at me in disgust. The professor started talking about
the lesson again. The blonde guy leaned over to me and said, "You're nothing but a filthy mudblood."
I shrugged and said, "Whatever dude." All through class he tried to taunt me and I was mostly tuning
him out until he said, "I pity your mudblood mother she must be so ashamed." My eyes flashed and in
an instant I had pinned him down to the floor. "Never mention my mother," I whispered dangerously.
"Ever." The professor pulled me off of him and told Sirius to escort me to Dumbledore's office. I
strode out the door after giving the professor a mock salute. As soon as I got out the door I skipped
down the corridor. "Where's this office at?" I asked. Sirius just stared at me. "Do you know what
you just did?" he asked finally. "Yeah I tackled the blonde guy, flipped off the potions professor, and
cussed him out too," I said happily. "Don't you care about what'll happen to you?" he asked. "I get
in trouble all the time but I only get points deducted and detentions," he finished. "Here's the thing," I
said. "If you'd been through half the stuff I have then you wouldn't be scared of much either." He
started to ask what I meant but we reached Dumbledore's office. "What's the password?" I asked.
"Hot tamales," said Sirius. I left Sirius and barged into Dumbledore's office without bothering to
knock. Dumbledore didn't look at all surprised to see me. "Ms. Evans," he said. "Dumbledee," I
said. His eyes twinkled and he asked, "To what do I owe this pleasure?" I told him the whole story.
"So as you see Dumbledee none of this would've happened if we'd have sealed my roommates off in
an oxygen free tank." "I see," he said. "Ms. Evans while sealing your roommates off in an oxygen
free tank may solve your problems it would be rather hard to explain that to their parents don't you
think?" "Please," I snorted, "Their parents would probably pay you to do it but whatever."
"However," he continued, "I will allow you to miss the rest of potions so you can finish getting settled
in." "Dumbledee, it's lunch time," I said.
"You are quite right Ms. Evans, I think I've kept you long enough so you may go to lunch."