Chapter 6

I would like to note that this chapter was written by one of my best friends, she did a great job!

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There are different types of people in the morning and Chloe, Grace, Jessica and Stephanie convey that. By 7am Stephanie is already up and in the shower, Chloe has gotten out of bed and is trying to get Jessica and Grace up. Jessica has rolled out of bed and is lying on the floor and Grace has pulled the covers over her head and refuses to get up.

"Come on Grace, you need to get up, you too Jessica!" Chloe begs.

"5 more minutes!" Grace whines.

"Oh would you just shut up!" Pansy barks.

"No one asked you, pugface." Grace retorts as she climbs out of bed.

By 8am all the girls are ready for classes, some rather reluctantly.

"Come on, hurry up!" shouts Stephanie as the others lag behind.

"We're coming, calm down." retorts Chloe.

They walk through the dim common room to the stairs to find it blocked by Draco and his lackeys.

"Honestly, I can't believe my sister is friends with them." Draco scoffs, Crabbe sniggering in the background.

"Honestly, I can't believe my brother is friends with them." Chloe retorts while glaring at Draco.

"I mean, c'mon Chloe, what would father say?" Draco questions while smirking.

"Why have you got to have this attitude all the time?" Chloe demands, standing straighter.

"What attitude?" Draco scoffs.

"The one you got from Father of thinking you're better than everyone else, you're not. Having this attitude doesn't make you better than anyone else so stop the facade because it just makes you look like an arrogant twat." Chloe replies, seething. "Now move out of our way."

Draco scoffs and barges past as Chloe walks up the stairs, the girls following behind.

"I can't believe you just said that to him." Grace gasps.

"Well he did have it coming." retorts Jessica.

"He's going to need some ice for that burn." Stephanie replies.

"Forget about him guys he's not worth it, come on, I'm getting hungry now!" Chloe says as she leads the girls away from the dungeons to the great hall for breakfast.

Once they reach the great hall they find it already full of students and teachers alike.

"Mmm, smells good." Grace sighs as she breathes in the smell of all the food.

"Let's find a seat." Jessica says as she walks over to the Slytherin table and sits down, the girls following suit.

They all begin to fill their plates and are talking about what subjects they think they'll have today.

"I hope we have potions today." Chloe says, excitement radiating off her. "My godfather is the potions professor and he's also our head of house!"

"No offence Chloe, but your godfather could do with washing his hair." Jessica retorts, looking at the greasy haired potions professor making his way up the table handing out timetables.

"I know, you don't have to tell me." Chloe laughs.

"Miss Chloe Malfoy, Miss Grace Granger, Miss Jessica Weasley and Miss Stephanie Potter." Snape mutters and gives them their timetables.

"Thanks, professor." the girls say in unison.

"Oh, we've got defence against the dark arts and potions first." Stephanie says.

"Fred and George told me that the defence teacher isn't right in the head, they said he's always nervous and that his classroom reeks of garlic." Jessica says.

"Yeah, he looks weird with that turban, what does he even wear it for anyways, it can't be religious reasons surely?" Grace questions, looking at her defence teacher.

"Let's go before we're late to our first class." Stephanie says as she gets up from the table.

"Merlin, you sound like Hermione." Graces laughs as the girls follow Stephanie out of the great hall, all but Chloe turning and waving to their siblings.

They arrive at the defence classroom to find students already there, including Draco.

Draco looks at Chloe, scoffs and turns to talk to Parkinson.

"Are you okay?" Jessica asks, seeing the hurt in Chloe's face.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Chloe says, voice breaking slightly.

The door to the classroom swung open to reveal the professor and the reek of garlic (Fred and George weren't wrong).

"Hello, ch-children. I'm p-professor Q-Quirrell, I'm y-your d-defence p-professor." Quirrell stutters while most of the students can't hold back their sniggers.

The students follow the professor into the classroom and the Slytherins sit on the left and the Gryffindors on the right. Ron, Hermione and Harry saying their hellos to the girls as they walk past.

"I'll ask again, are you okay?" Jessica questions as she sits next to Chloe who has her head on the desk.

"Yeah I'm fine." Chloe says without lifting her head off the desk.

"No you're not, is it Draco?" Jessica says, wishing she hadn't as she sees the hurt in her friends eyes when she lifts her head from the desk.

"Yes! I mean I don't get why he's being like this, he's the one in the wrong here, not me, yet he treats me like dirt and talks to pugface Parkinson." Chloe says, tears now forming in her eyes.

"Chloe don't let him make you feel this way, he isn't worth it, as you said he's the one in the wrong here, not you. He'll be the one to apologise not you and anyway you have us." Jessica says sympathetically as she pulls her friend into a hug.

"Thank you." Chloe replies

"You're very welcome and besides I completely understand stubborn brothers, I mean I have 6 of them." Jessica laughs, getting a laugh from her friend in return.

"She's right you know, Hermione can be stubborn too when she wants to be." Grace says, joining the conversation.

"Yeah, Harry never spoke to me for a week once just because I got a better mark than him on a test in muggle school." Stephanie says.

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The rest of class flew by and soon enough they were in the potions classroom in the dungeons.

"I will be your potions professor, professor Snape." Snape mutters, walking around the classroom.

"I will not tolerate any idiotic behaviour in this classroom and I expect you all to be paying attention. Yet I see some of us think that paying attention doesn't apply to them, Mr Potter."

"Potter, tell me what will I get if I add Powdered Root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?"

"Erm, I don't know sir." Harry replies, refusing to break eye contact with the potions professor.

"Hmm, thought not. Tell me, where would you look if I tell you to find me a Bezoar?"

"I don't know that either." Harry says, turning a shade of magenta.

"I gathered. Finally, what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?"

"I don't know." Harry huffs, getting more frustrated by the minute.

"If I add Powdered Root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood I will get a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. You would look in the stomach of a goat to find a Bezoar and there is no difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane, they are the same plant which also goes by the name of Aconite." Snape says as if reciting from a textbook.

"Well why aren't you writing all of this down!?" Snape demands.

There was a mad rush among all of the students to get out their quill and parchment.

Unlike the others, last lesson began to drag.

"Ugh, why is this taking so long?" Grace whines.

"Why did they let a ghost teach, he's so boring." Stephanie says, resting her head on her hands.

"Fred and George said that he went for a nap in front of the fire in the staff room one day and got up to teach the next day as a ghost and has been like that ever since. They say he probably hasn't even noticed." Jessica laughs.

"The more he drones on, the more I want to bang my head off the desk." Chloe sighs putting her head on the desk.

Just as the girls were nodding off to sleep they heard the drone of professor Binns say "class dismissed".

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