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Of Corridors And Classrooms

After my encounter with the Cow Troll girl, I asked James who she was, partly because she kissed him and partly because Fred still didn't believe what just happened.

This girls name was Casey Green. The most beautiful and wanted girl in school, James' had a crush on her since third year but they've never dated because Casey kept turning him down. It confused me as to why he'd ever want to go out with a girl like that, she was horrible! I wrinkled my nose at James, he just blushed and said 'but she's gorgeous' then shrugged his shoulders. Ugh, I hate to admit it but she was pretty on the looks, on the personality? Not so much. The boys then went on to rate all the girls of Hogwarts, sexist pigs.

I wandered off, they didn't notice as they were too engrossed in rating some poor girl (Sara Rune). I noticed the corridors were full of pictures, I found it quite interesting. I loved the tapestries, paintings and statues. I came to a trophy room down one of the corridors.

Tom Marvolo Riddle - Medal for Magical Merit

Harry James Potter- Triwizard Champion

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Well, I didn't know that! I wondered what Tom had done to get such a reward. My curiosity wasn't as powered as others, so I never actually bothered to pop into the library (even though I passed it) to find out.

As I walked passed a wall, and I could have sworn it was just a wall, a door appeared. A rather small, wooden door. Now, like I said, I wasn't much of the curious sort but this door looked exactly like that of my old classroom in Phantly's. Weird!

I took a few cautious steps toward the door; I reached out and timidly touched the door as if it were a dream. I felt all the grains that were so unique to the door; I could smell the strange yet surprisingly fresh smell I recognized as Hanley's. Strange. I never realized Hanley had a smell before, nor did I realise how much I'd it.

I opened the door and peered inside. It was beautiful.

I looked around at my old classroom, it was the size of the potions classroom except less dingy. At the back there was the huge worn window that looked out at Hanley, just in front of that was several painting canvas' and a long counter against that wall with a few sinks and cupboards full of paints, ink, pencils and other writing stuff. To the left of the window there were two potions cabinets full of simple ingredients and freshly brewed potions. Several cauldrons lay upside down and stacked up, ready for use. The right wall was covered in bookshelves. Most of the books were for writing in, some textbooks and a couple of reading books. In the middle of the room there were four desks with several surnames carved in them.

I walked over to my desk, every Keys and Stuart had sat here, it was like a tradition almost. Everyone in Hanley, although it's hard to believe, is a pureblood. Our population has always stayed the same, very small but that's okay because we all accept each other for who and what we are.

"Shush, the teacher's about to tell us about the first Goblin rebellion which didn't involve magic. This is interesting!" A seven year old Sonya hissed.

"Ri-ight! Interesting." I joked back, my seven year old me rolling my eyes at my best friend. "It's not that when I'm trying to talk to you and you doze off! But oh, no! History's more important than poor Alice Keys." My hand flew to my head in a dramatic motion.

"I'm glad you understand." Sonya turned back around and started to furiously scribble everything Marley our history teacher was saying.

I laughed at the memory; I always found it funny how Sonya could stay awake for a double period on magical history but not to finish her sentence.

It was pouring of rain outside so our flying lesson was delayed until it stopped.

"It's only a bit of rain dad! Surly a great big werewolf like you isn't afraid of water!"

"No, Alice, I'm afraid of all the women of the village hanging me for getting you lot muddy!" My dad tried to reason. He taught flying at school, he'd teach us really cool tricks- he should have gone professional!

"But Charles, no-one will tell them!" Chase Frall practically begged. "PLEASE!"

"All they'd have to do is look out the window!"

Ha-ha, it was true. I walked over to the window, you could see the entire village from here and the entire village could see you. That's why parents never worried about losing their kids, there's only so far you can go!

I stayed in my old classroom until I fell asleep, unable to leave it. As I fell asleep I thought about what was happening in Hanley right now, their probably going to sleep now, the thought of my little hometown looking so peaceful and calm made me sad. What if Phantly's was never fixed, I can't stay here- I hate it. Sure there's James, Fred, Teddy and Severus but there's also Casey. That's enough to put me off this place for life, in Hanley no-one ever insulted or hurt another's feeling because we were family. Now I don't feel like a part of that family, of this family. I feel like an outcast, a reject.

I really hated Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After a good nap, I had woken up realizing I had astrology. I reluctantly got up and left my childhood behind but I buried the location of the door in my mind. I wasn't going to forget that anytime soon.

I walked up to the astrology tower late; I saw James and wondered over to him.

"Hey, get lost again?" I punched him in the arm to remind him of how strong I was then set myself to work.

This is a short one, sorry- I'll try and upload the next chapter later on tonight to make up for it :D