Neville woke up the next morning trying to remember where he was. Then he remembered that he was at Hogwarts. It was his first official day of school. He got dressed, trying not to wake anybody else, and went to the great hall for breakfast. Hermione was already sitting at the Gryffindor table. She was the only one there, at any of the tables. Neville had been in such a rush to get to the great hall for breakfast, that he forgot to look at what time it was. Neville asked Hermione what time time ittf was when she got up, she responded that it was 4:30 when she came down, but now it was 5:30. She explained that you can tell about what time it was by looking at the ceiling because it was bewitched to look like the sky outside. Neville couldn't believe how early it was. It was earlier than he had ever woken up in his life. Hermione kept talking about her classes, and the schedule for the day. As soon as she had each class she was going to color code her schedule for each day of the week. Neville didn't think he had ever met someone who loved lessons as much as she did.

When Neville finished eating there were about 10 more people in the great hall. Neville always gets nervous when he's around a lot of people so he decided to leave with Hermione and go back to the common room. As they got to the portrait, the fat lady said "password", and Neville couldn't remember what it was. He sighed. This was going to be hard. Neville could barely remember to tuck his shirt in. How was he going to remember this password? Thankfully Hermione knew the password. She said clearly "Caput Draconis". The lady swung open, and they climbed into the common room. Ron, Harry, Dean, and Seamus were all in the common room. They were just leaving to go down to breakfast. They were all talking about quidditch. Neville didn't like quidditch very much. He thought that it was just a waste. When they all saw Hermione though, they stopped talking and kept walking. Apparently they didn't like Hermione very much. Neville looked down at his schedule for the first time that day. His first class was Herbology. At the sound of that name, a vision of a giant plant, a loud cackle, and a jet of green light appeared in his memory. He shrugged, but decided it was just a dream.

Sorry that this one is short. I'll make it up by posting chapter 7 on Friday.

-TK