The morning of Emma's first day seemed to drag on, maybe because she was so excited to get started. She had woken up early, possibly earlier than she ever had before only to find herself too nervous to get up. She didn't want to wake up any of her room mates, she didn't know any of them, they had all gone to bed after Emma had fallen asleep. She thought that waking them up early by running around the bedroom would definitely count as a bad first impression even though first impressions are often wrong. So instead she spent an hour or so thinking about what the day would hold, learning spells and how to make potions. how to turn into different animals and how to fly! Maybe she would make some new friends, maybe.

When the other girls in her room started to wake up she started to make light conversation with them, if anyone these were the girls she would make friends with. The first girl to wake up had a bush of curly hair, she yawned wide and rubbed her eyes before turning to see Emma, alert and awake in the bed next to her.

'Good morning' she muttered, she talked with a thick Scottish accent 'how long have you been up then?' she asked looking over at a small clock she had placed by the side of her dresser.

'A few hours I think? I don't have a clock.' Emma said excitedly, she spoke very fast but the girl seemed to understand her.

'Hah cool, excited, then are you?' she asked while pulling her large duvet away from her body

'Uh yeah, I probably couldn't make it more obvious If I tried. I wish I could make it less obvious honestly' Emma said while scratching the back of her head, thinking about if all the other 'muggle born' kids were as excited as her. The other girl began sorting through her trunk at the foot of her bed looking for her robes and Emma joined her.

'So, are you. Uh, well.' Emma stumbled over her sentence trying not to let the other girl notice but it was too late.

'You okay there? There's no need to be nervous just ask.' She said with a comforting smile

'Right, of course. Well I was just wondering if your parents are muggles?'

'No, both my parents are wizards but not all of my family are magical. What about you?'

'Neither of my parents are magical actually, mum says she thinks I'm the first one in the family but we can't be certain.' Emma held her breath waiting for any kind of response. After a moment of silence the girl responds with

'If you want advice? Maybe stay away from pure bloods.' The look on her face was enough to make Emma feel sick

'What's a pureblood?' the two girls had been talking relatively quietly their whole conversation because there were still other girls sleeping but that question had by far been the quietest thing said, it was barely audible

'Purebloods are wizards who's magical roots span for generations, back to some of the first wizards. They get pretty iffy about muggle born sometimes'

'Oh, you mean… I'm going to be bullied here?' Emma thought back to her primary school years, she didn't have many friends. Her teacher once commented that she was worried about her lack of friends but Emma's mum had brushed it off like it was nothing. she was so hoping to make lots of friends but how was she supposed to do that now? If people were going to bully her. The other girl must have seen that Emma's mind was spinning as she put her hand on Emma's shoulder and dragged her back into the moment.

'Honestly, it's nothing to worry about, some people won't like it but, those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind, right?'

'right! sure…' Emma said trying to stay positive. At that moment, a chorus of alarm clocks went off, the other three girls all began to get up and start their morning routine barely noticing the two girls already awake and crouched over their trunks.

'Anyway, I'll be your friend so just stick with me and you'll be fine' The girl flashed a huge grin that seemed similar to the grin the twins would give after messing with Emma's head.

'sorry I never asked, what's your name?'

'Oh right of course, I'm Agatha Delacour, you can call me Aggie if you'd like.'

'Nice to meet you Aggie, I'm Emma Blackwell, you can call me… Em? I guess? If you really want to shorten my four-letter name' the two girls shared a little laugh before they got dressed and headed down to breakfast.

The twins were already in the great hall when Emma and Aggie entered, their plates filled with sausages, bacon, hash browns, eggs and other wonderful smelling things. Surprisingly, not many people were in the hall yet. The girls had woken up early of their own accord but there was no reason for the boys to be up and ready at 7:15am.

'How come you guys are up so early?' Emma asked as she took a seat across from them, Aggie next to her.

'Were never late for food' George assured her

'Yeah, and, last night we only had one helping' Fred added

'How many helpings do you normally have?' Emma asked slightly awe struck. The twins looked at each other, scrunching up their noses and raising their eyebrows.

'As many as we can eat I suppose?' Fred guessed. He looked over at Aggie seeming to have only just noticed she was sitting with them.

'This is Agatha, we share a room' Emma said noticing Fred's gaze.

'You can call me Aggie.' She said with a smile and a small wave

'Alright, I'm Fred and this is George' Fred said gesturing to himself and his brother.

'Fred. George. Okay I should remember that' Aggie confirmed

'No I'm George and he-'

'DON'T! Do, that. Thank you very much' Emma interrupted, Aggie just looked confused but didn't question it. During their breakfast the four students mainly talked about their lessons for the day, Emma was by far the most excited to get started. Aggie was interested to see what classes would be like and the twins seemed slightly underwhelmed by most of it all.

'But magic is just a normal part of our lives' George argued 'So to us this is basically like going to a regular school'

'But it's a MAGIC school! Even if your used to magic that's got to count for something!' Emma pointed out but It was clear her point made no impact because the other three shrugged It off.

After breakfast was done the four kids all headed to their first lesson, luckily, they were in the same class for most things because they shared a house. Just reading the subject names was enough to make Emma squeal!

'Charms, Potions, History of magic, I'm not a huge fan of history but if its MAGIC!? Come on! Astronomy, Herbology, defence against the dark arts, FLYING! TRANSFIGURATION! I love this school already!' Emma said trying not to yell but finding it very hard. The lesson schedule of her fist day was, Herbology, Potions, then a twenty-minute break, double history of magic, a forty-five-minute lunch break then Charms at the end of the day. Lessons flew by, they were so engaging and Emma could barely stand waiting twenty minutes to go from second to third lesson. The only thing about her first scheduled day was they didn't really include using that much magic. Herbology was mostly taking notes with some practical work but not using a wand, Potions was magic but again didn't require a wand, History of magic didn't require a want just a lot of text books and note taking. Another problem was she shared al her lessons with the boy who gave her a dirty look and they hadn't talked at all, she thought maybe he was a pure blood and didn't want to talk to her but then again, he had no way of knowing she had muggle parents. Last lesson however, was Charms, and Emma was certain she would have to use her wand in charms. Upon entering the room Emma saw that there was a feather at each student's desk. The teacher was professor Flitwick, a very short man with white hair, he decided it would be a good idea to pair everyone up so that no one was working with someone from their house. As each remotely friendly looking Slytherin started to be paired off Emma's stomach began to tighten, the boy who had given her a dirty look, Lucas Lowell was close to being the only person left for her to pair with. Her fear wavered slightly when Professor Flitwick called her to sit down while there were still three Slytherin's waiting to be paired.

'And we shall pair you with' Professor Flitwick scanned the crowd 'Mr Lowell, if you would?'

Oh god! She didn't want to look at him! why him? He walked silently over and took the seat next to Emma, he didn't look at her until Professor Flitwick had explained what they needed to do. A levitation charm 'Wingardium leviosa' Emma was right in thinking she would have to use her wand but she was more focused on trying not to be crushed by the anxiety that sitting next to someone you think might hate you brings. Lucas gave her a sideways glance before pulling out his wand, it was far bigger than hers. With a wave of his wand and a chant of the spell the feather began to quiver, on his second attempt the feather slowly rose to eye level and then began to float above their heads, getting higher and higher. The class looked on in awe, the professor clapped happily and told the class to all look at Lucas, after everyone had observed Lucas gently brought the feather back down to the desk and rather bluntly said

'You go.' Emma swallowed a breath and raised her wand, 'Wingardium leviosa' she said with a swish of her wand, nothing happened. Emma could feel the beads of sweat starting to form on her forehead, she cleared her throat and tried again 'Wingardium leviosa' still nothing. Lucas scoffed at what was a feeble attempt from Emma, she tried another three time but got the same result each time, nothing. Emma felt like collapsing into a corner and never showing her face again, it was so embarrassing she was sure her cheeks had gone bright red. For the rest of the lesson she tried to copy Lucas who had been told to keep going by Professor Flitwick. After class had finished and people went their separate ways Emma decided to stay in class.

'More work?!' Fred sounded like he was ready to pass out

'Yeah come on Em lets go relax in the common room' Aggie encouraged trying not to sound condescending.

'I just want to try and get this down.' Emma sighed

'It's been a long day for all of us let's just go relax' George said trying to sway Emma

'Thanks, but no. I'll see you for tea, if not earlier.' Emma said, effectively ending the conversation

Professor Flitwick didn't seem to mind that Emma stayed behind, she worked on the spell while he sat at his desk writing. Emma stayed at her desk practicing for ages, trying and trying with no result.

'Right, come one. this one's the one, I can feel it.' Emma muttered to herself while shaking her arms and shoulders, loosening them. She took a deep breath and uttered the spell,

'Wingardium leviosa' the feather shook, Emma almost lost her mind.

'Right, right. focus now, don't lose it' she took another deep breath 'Wingardium leviosa' the feather ever so slightly rose from the table, Emma couldn't stop herself,

'Ah! Sir! Professor! Look! I'm doing it!'

'Oh, well done Miss Blackwell. See practice makes perfect' he had a huge smile on his face that made his pale cheeks turn a shade of pink with pride. Emma dropped the Feather and then slouched back in her chair releasing a huge sigh as she did, she had done it, finally. She'll show that Lucas guy! Satisfied with her work Emma headed out of the classroom and off to find her friends. As she walked she felt the presence of someone behind her but she didn't want to turn around and find out who.

They probably don't mean me any harm. Is probably good enough? Emma picked up the pace before being grabbed by her shoulder and pulled back.

Oh shit.

Hey! This is a pretty long chapter but I didn't want to make it two seperate ones so just enjoy the longer chapter. I tend to prefer short chapters but maybe that's just me? As before, please don't hesitate to DM me about anything, though I might take a little while to respond. A review is always appreciated! Until next time x