Food just blumed up on the tables and I started to dig in before I had a question, I turned to the girl next to me.
"What's the wifi password?"
Luckily she was a muggle born, "Sherbet Lemon, captiol S."
"Thanks," I said and all the purebloods looked at us like we were crazy.
Hugo nudged my in the shoulder, "what's wifi?"
"Um..." I laughed, "it's the thing that makes phone's work."
"That's amazing! And it has to have a password!" Hugo said in amazement.
After dinner, the prefects led us to the common room, there was a bird out front. "Where does the word go when you erase it?"
"Anyone want to try and answer it to get into the room?" The prefect asked.
Nobody raised their hand so I did, "can I answer?"
"Grace! Go ahead and try."
I stepped up to the bird, "the answer is the word goes on the little eraser shavings."
The bird opened up the door and we went inside, "was that the right answer?"
"There is no correct anser, there are multiple answers," one fifth year said.
"That's cool," I shrugged.
"First years, the boys dormitory is on your left, the girls the same on your right. You'll see your bags have already been brought up."
All four of us walked upstairs and we picked out our beds. I picked the one right by the window, I loved four poster beds and there was blue and silver sheets and a comforter.
"Well should we introduce ourselves?" One girl said and sat on her bed.
"Yeah, our names and who our parents are," another girl said.
"I'll go first, my name is Grace Elizabeth Angelo and my parents are muggles," I said.
"Hi Grace, I'm Jaylen Cora Taylor but my friends call me Jay, I'm a pureblood" a girl with chocolate brown curly hair said.
"Hello Grace and Jay, my name is Bianca Monica Ramerez and I'm a Halfblood," a hyspanic girl said.
The last girl sucked in her breath, "Hello Grace, Jay and Bianca, I'm Erica Courtney Robert, I'm a Muggleborn as well," she had short, curly, red hair.
"There wasn't a lot of Raveclaw's this year," Jay said.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked and started pulling stuff out of my trunk
Erica laughed, "I don't know about you but I'm excited for lessons tomorrw!"
"So am I!" Bianca said excitedly, "that's probably why we're Ravenclaws!"
I pulled on my pajamas, "I'm going to go to bed. Goodnight."
Everyone murmered in agreement and we blew out of candles. The head of the house was someone named Professor Flitwick. We woke up right on time and dressed in our new robes. Today I learned how to tie a tie by Jay and we raced eachother down to breakfast.
Breakfast was just as great as dinner, after breakfast we headed to our first class, charms.
Proffesor Flitwick was still there, apperently he taught Harry Potter. "The first charm we will be learning is Wingardium Leviosa! Try it with me!"
Holding my wand with hand I said, "windgardium Leviosa." The feather in front of me jumped a little.
"Almost Ms. Angelo! Try again!" Proffesor Flitwick squeaked and almost toppled off his books.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" I said and swished my wand again and the feather rose at a steady rate.
"Look over at Ms. Angelo! She's done it!" Proffesor Flitwick squeaked and actually fell off his books this time.
Hugo clapped me on the back, "nice job Grace!"
"Thanks Hugo!" I slowly brought the feather down.
The next class was Defense against the Dark arts with Lily's Dad. "Hello Mr. Potter!" I waved to him and sat down in the front, eager to learn.
"Hello Grace, it's nice to see you again!" Harry waved to me.
"You too Mr. Potter," I placed my thick bag next to me.
Class soon started and we started learning about Lord Voldemort. "Lord Volemort or Tom Marvalo Riddle Jr was a half blood..." He began explaining Lord Volemorts life up until he killed Harry's parents. "We will be learning about Voldemort this semester."
Everyone perked up, the story had been a bit boring at first and then it got exciting toward the end. We took short and easy notes and then Harry told us about a bunch of spells that we protect us from dark magic. He told us about Patronus' and how to cast one but we won't cast them until our third year.
The rest of the classes wern't as exciting but I liked transfiguration. Dinner was just as exciting and I spent most of the night in the library before I went to bed. Erica had books piled on her bed and overcrowding her nightstand. I put mine neatly in my trunk and I always made my bed unlike the other girls who were a complete slob.
"How do you keep your area so nice? I always have trouble with that," Bianca said as we sat on our beds talking.
"My Mum and Dad always told me that it's polite to make your bed every morning," I said scrolled through my phone.
"That's a bore, my Mum always told me to brush my teeth every night before bed but that's just me," Bianca pulled some Pumpkin pastrys out of her drawer and crunched on one.
"Well she told me that too!" We all laughed and fell back on our beds in fits of laughter.
After a while we all went to sleep and I had a very nice dream for me to say. I woke up earlier than most of them so I went to the bathroom and took a long bath. Robes are now my new favorite clothing, because they can be fuzzy, they can be pretty, the can be ugly, they could be anything.
Erica was up and already dressed in the common room, figure the Muggleborns are up early. Erica was painting was a picture of the sunrise and it looked very relistic.
"That's beautiful," I said and toweled my hair.
Erica turned around and flushed, "thanks! Where were you?"
"I was taking a bath," I said and started to tied my tie.
She began to draw the lake, "nice. I'm guessing Muggleborns always get up early?"
"I think we do," I said and brushed out my hair.
Erica flashed her smile, "because Muggles are boring."
The blue and silver common room chairs were as comfortable as a cloud, I almost fell asleep. "Of course they are. What team?"
"Wilcats!" Erica yelled and pumped her fist.
I pulled out my phone and texted my Mom to say goodmorning. She always loves it when I text her when I'm away from home.
We went down to breakfast and ate our stomachs out, classes were just as exciting as they were yesterday. We learned a lot of new charms and potions was a little hard but nothing I couldn't manage. Bianca was my partner is almost everything. Potions, charms, transfiguration, basically anything that needed a partner.
"Okay, just put fire into this jar," Bianca said and put a jam jar on the table.
I took a deep breath and pointed my wand at it, "Incendio." Purple flames erupted from my wand and then Bianca screwed the lid on tight.
"Nice!" She high fived me and set the jar back down on the common room table, "you're getting the hang of it!"
"I know!" I squealed in excitement, "Halloween is almost here. Do we still dress up?"
Bianca, being the half blood she is, shrugged. "I don't think so, we have a big feast and such."
I frowned, "the muggle world was more fun."
She laughed and unscrewed the lid, "now water it down."
"Augementi," I said and water poured from my wand and into the jar, inglufling the flames.
"Nice job!" Bianca highfived me, "we better get to dinner."
We hurried down to the Ravenclaw table, luckily right as Proffessor McGonagall clapped her hands for silence.
"It has been a great few first days!" McGonagall said, "please note that first years will be starting flying lessons tomorrow with Madam Hooch." Then she sat down and we began eating.
The food was delicous as always but, flying lessons? On brooms! How wonderfull! That was all I thought about during dinner and if anybody asked me a question, I'd respond with a murmer. Then they just ignored me, I was being a normal Ravenclaw of course, deep in thought.
We went up to our dormitories and crawl under the covers, flying tomorrw of course gets us all excited. I've read all about Quiditch in Quiditch throught the ages but I really want to try it. Too bad first years never make the house team. I fell asleep with the thoughts of Quiditch in my head, I woke up a little later then yesterday but not late.
Me and Bianca walked to breakfast together when she suddenly stopped me, "stop. Don't look now but Andy Dean is totally checking you out."
I blushed, "what house is he from?"
"He's from Gryffindor, he's a second year," Bianca squealed.
I continued to walk to the Ravenclaw table, "who cares if he's checking me out? I don't care."
Bianca raised her eyebrows at me, "of course you don't."
Okay, this is my first AN of this story and I would like to make it clear that I AM NOT BRITISH, I'm only trying to write like one. I'm from America and I don't say Mum and bloody hell. I also have no idea if Harry teaches Defense against the dark arts but I made it up! So please review because that would mean a lot to me!
