Ariana woke up the next morning to Ginny shaking her awake. "Ariana! Ariana!"
She blinked. "What? It's so early!"
"It's so time for class in half an hour. You slept too late."
"What?!" She jumped out of bed.
"How'd you manage that?" another girl asked.
"Still on American time," she said with a sigh.
"Well get dressed, quickly," said Ginny. "We have Potions."
10 minutes later, they walked into the common room. Hermione was glaring sternly at two boys, one a redhead who looked like Ginny, the other a boy with black hair and green eyes and a scar that felt strangely familiar to Ariana.
"Alright, Hermione, we get it!" the boy exclaimed. "Will you stop looking at us like that?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "You are an idiot, Ronald Bilius Weasley."
"Hey, what about Harry?"
"He was okay. And besides, he's the great and famous Harry Potter. You're just my annoying brother."
"Oh, go to class, little sister."
The two of them walked away. "Harry Potter?" asked Ariana. "I think I've heard that name before."
"One of the most famous wizards of the age," Ginny explained. "Defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, a dark wizard, when he was a year old. And my brother's best friend. Isn't he rather handsome, too?"
"Uh... I guess?" Ariana saw the look in Ginny's eyes and realized she had a huge crush on this famous wizard. In truth, she felt no such attraction towards him.
"You're just about late," Professor Snape said when they arrived at potions. He glanced over. "Our two redheaded rebels." He looked again and gasped when he saw Ariana's face. He seemed to whisper something, but it was something indistinguishable. "Detention, both of you."
"But you said nearly late!" Ginny protested.
"Detention. Now, take your seats."
They did, Ginny silently fuming. The class went by rather boringly, but Snape kept glancing over at Ariana, his gaze hardening every time he looked into her eyes.