OMG!!!! I totally have forgotten the disclaimer! So here it is.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own twilight or HP, no matter how badly I wish I did. I mean seriously, imagine owning Edward. *Drools* and also, do you have any idea how much money they must have made from those books? I mean, just J.K. alone has more than the queen of England! Imagine both of them!

Anywayz, I would like to thank my wonderful reviewers and subscribers! MWAH! I LOVE YOU!!! Sorry, I'm not going to mention names this chapter. I got too many and I don't want to leave anyone out, so maybe I will have a chapter at the end dedicated to those who have continually shared the love with me. I love you guys!

And I just wanted to say, you have no idea how lucky you are that I'm writing this. I just got back from Australia day celebrations. DUDE! My scout leader "volunteered" me (and some others) to cook 5000 sausages and stuff to give away at a public event. I was practically screaming at him. 5000 sausages! And I didn't even get one! All I got was some free leftover breadrolls. I'm gonna kill him!

Now onto the story!

BPOV

I woke up wondering where I was. I was in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. And I was surrounded by beds occupied by people I didn't know. Then I saw a face I recognised, Hermione's.

Everything came flooding back to me. All of yesterday's events and the fact that I would be starting class today.

I climbed out of bed and found my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and got dressed. When I got back to the room I saw that Hermione was no longer in bed.

She must've gone to meet the boys for breakfast.

I brushed my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. I had quick look in the mirror and headed downstairs.

As I headed into the great hall my eyes scanned the Gryffindor table for Harry and the others.

As soon as I saw them I started walking toward them.

Again, I sat beside Harry, and he looked happy about it. I wonder why? Maybe he's just glad to have a new friend?

"Morning Harry." I greeted him in the cheeriest voice I could manage.

He positively beamed. "Morning Bella."

I helped myself to breakfast and commenced eating it.

"So, Bella, can I see your timetable? I can show you where your classes are." He offered.

"Um, yeah, okay. Thanks." I handed him my timetable.

He smiled wider than I'd ever thought possible. "We're in all the same classes."

"Oh, cool." At least I would have someone to talk to.

Harry groaned. "Oh no."

"What is it?" I asked.

"We have double Potions with Slytherin first." He told me as if it were a complete explanation.

"And that's bad?" I didn't know why that was a bad thing. Potions sounded interesting.

"Snape enjoys torturing us, and so do the Slytherins. He'll make your life a living hell."

"Oh." Was I could reply.

I drank the last of my orange juice and Harry, Ron, Hermione and I stood up to go to class.

I followed them to the dungeons. It looked very interesting. It was damp and cold, but not as cold as Forks.

There was a group of students who I assumed to be Slytherins standing outside the door.

A cocky thin blonde boy walked up to me.

"So you're the new girl are you? Why are you starting so late? You must be a mudblood."

"Yeah, I'm new. I'm starting out late because I only just found out I was a witch, and I don't know what a mudblood is."

Harry stepped protectively in front of me, like he (Edward) always used to.

"Leave her alone Malfoy."

Judging from the way Harry and others reacted; I took it that "mudblood" was an insult.

"Sure, protect your girlfriend Potter." Malfoy sneered.

I was about to snap back at him when the dungeon door opened and a man, who I assumed to be Professor Snape, stepped out.

"Enter." He ordered.

Everyone filed into the classroom and took their seats. I walked slowly into the room and stood at the door, waiting to be seated.

Professor Snape strode to the front of the class and his eyes scanned over the class and finally landed on me.

"Ah, it seems that we have a new student." He said, gesturing towards me, "Why don't you take a seat next to Miss Granger."

I went at quietly sat next to Hermione.

"What is your name?" Snape asked me.

"Bella Swan." I told him.

"And do you have any knowledge about potions?"

"No sir, not yet."

"Hmm, well ask Miss Granger if you need help and see me after class for catch up work."

He then went back to writing instructions on the board. Today we were making The Draught of Peace. It seemed to be a very difficult potion. It was supposed to be stirred a certain number of times clockwise and anti-clockwise.

The potion was supposed to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. Sounds like a substitute for Jasper. I thought to myself.

I decided to put all of my focus on the potion. I wanted to try to make a good impression. I followed the instructions perfectly and copied Hermione's actions carefully.

We had ten minutes left to prepare the potion.

"A light silver vapour should now be rising from your potion." Snape told the class.

I beamed. Mine looked exactly as it should. A shimmery mist of silver vapour was escaping from my cauldron.

Snape began inspecting the students' potions and criticising those who had failed to brew the correct potion.

He stopped in front of me.

"Well done Miss Swan. You have succeeded in following instructions," He had a pained expression on his face, "five points to Gryffindor."

Hermione stood frozen, looking shocked. Then she realized her potion was to be inspected next.

"Adequate." Snape told her and moved on. She stood with a angry expression on her face.

Once Snape was out of earshot she spoke to me, "How come you're treated specially? He has never given points to Gryffindor. And he never ever praises students, especially not from Gryffindor."

"I have no idea." I told her, "Honestly I've got no idea why he was nice to me."

She seemed unsatisfied by that answer but was prevented from retaliating by Professor Snape.

"Everyone who has managed to read the instructions, please fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with your name and bring it up to my desk for testing."

I filled up my sample for marking, marked it and set it down on my desk. I filled up another two, which I put inside my bag; I was going to test if it was as good as Jasper, and maybe keep one for when I was feeling down.

I walked to the front of the classroom and proudly put my sample on Snape's desk.

I got back to my desk to see that Hermione had cleared up my stuff for me.

"Thanks Hermione."

"You're welcome." She replied with a devious smile on her face.

I wonder what she's up to?

She strode to the front of the class and placed her flagon on the desk.

I turned around when I heard glass shattering.

"Oh my gosh! Bella, I'm so sorry! It just rolled off the desk." She apologized with fake sincerity.

She had broken my potion? So that was why she had that devious smile. She had planned to wreck my sample so I couldn't outshine her.

What a bitch!

"Unfortunately Miss Swan, seeing as your assignment has been destroyed, I am forced to give you zero."

I gasped. I was really starting to dislike Hermione. Not only was I not going to get a good mark, I was going to get zero!

"Actually, I have spares." I said with a grin on my face. I had outsmarted her. I was just glad that I had filled up extras.

I reached into my bag and pulled out one of my potions. This time I was careful to hand it right to Professor Snape, so that Hermione didn't have the chance to wreck this one. Not that she'd get away with it.

Hermione didn't look pleased. She was obviously still jealous that I got praised and she didn't. And now, I had outsmarted her evil little plan.

I wonder if Harry had seen what she was doing. He had. He had an expression of horror on his face. It was like he had never thought Hermione capable of being so mean. And over something so insignificant!

I packed up my bag and went over to sit on Harry's desk.

"I'm so sorry," He apologized for her, "She's not usually like that."

"It's okay, I'm just lucky I made spares."

"Yeah. Why did you make them anyway?"

"Um, I just wanted to test how effective they were."

"In comparison to what?" He sure was asking a lot of questions.

"Uh, well, I kinda had a friend who could manipulate emotions. He did it so well that you couldn't even force yourself to feel something different."

"Wow." Was all he could say. I'm glad that he didn't ask any more questions.

The bell went and he left for our next class.

"See you Bella!" He called over his shoulder.

I approached Professor Snape's desk. It appeared that he was concentrating very hard on something, but I couldn't see what.

"Uh, Professor Snape?" His head snapped up to look at me. He had a very confused expression on his face.

"Why can't I read your mind?" he asked.

WHAT?!? He was trying to read my mind? Why?

"Nobody can." I told him simply.

"You've tried this before? When? With whom?" He sure had a lot of questions.

"Yes, I've tried before. My ex-boyfriend can read minds. Anyone's mind. Except mine."

He definitely was interested but he left it at that.

"Oh. Anyway, your catch up homework."

He went to the storeroom cupboard and came out with several textbooks.

"Read over these. They are the first to fourth grade potions textbooks. I know it's a lot, but you will need to learn it for your OWL's." He handed me the books.

"I also suggest you read some Herbology books. They can help you create better potions by going beyond what is in the instructions."

"Okay, thank you."

I put the books in my bag and headed to my next class, Transfiguration.

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Okay, about this chapter, I kinda made snape a little too nice to bella. But I just want them to be, I dunno, friends? And I kinda made Hermione a bit of a bitch. but I think I needed to. To make harry and bella's relationship stronger. Trust me, it will work.