A/N: Enjoy this chapter! :D
Living the life
Potions Class. Yay… not. Well, Harry did need to pass Potions to become an Auror, even if he got an almost guaranteed spot as an Auror.
At least Snape wasn't… teaching… or not. Of course, Professor Snape was dead… no, he had passed away. No, he was murdered. Brutally, by Voldemort. But… he had gained respect from Harry, being a triple agent all for the love of Lily.
And now… Professor Slughorn was teaching them… Yay…
Of course, Slughorn wasn't that bad… only… kind of bad…
But the worse part was… the class they had it with. Can you guess? Of course, Slytherin. With Malfoy, Alyssa and the other jerks.
And he could only guess what Ron was going to do. Stare at Alyssa all day long… who was most likely snogging Malfoy.
Sure, Malfoy wasn't a bad looking fellow… in a man's point of view. But he was a jerk. Surely Alyssa knew that. Ha, Alyssa was probably a pureblood, she wouldn't care. What her parents wanted, she'd follow.
But why the bloody hell was she in his visions? If he had ever been 'friends' with her, then why was she in Slytherin? Was that just being prejudice? Maybe people in Slytherin could be… decent?
No way. Harry banished the thought immediately.
"Potter, can you please read page 292 question 5 for us?" Professor Slughorn's voice called from the podium, interrupting Harry's thoughts.
"Sorry sir, could you repeat that?" Harry asked, running a hand through his hair sheepishly.
"Read page 292 question 5 please. Aloud." Professor Slughorn said, pursing his lips slightly, just like Professor McGonagall did. However, it did not look good on him.
Harry winced, as he flipped to page 292 and read question 5 aloud.
"In the future, I would advise that you would pay for attention in my class, if you would like to pass it." Professor Slughorn said, the snickers from the Slytherin's loud and clear.
Harry remained silent, clenching his fists. Oh how he hated Slytherins anywhere.
"Professor, may I be excused for a minute?" Alyssa asked sweetly.
"Of course, dear, of course." Professor Slughorn said, smiling at her.
Alyssa left.
Harry found this suspicious and decided to sneak after her. Right when he was about to-
"POTTER! Are you trying to skip classes? That is not allowed in Hogwarts! Detention with me on Friday!" Professor Slughorn said.
"But Professor, that's when I'm having Quidditch Practice!" Harry outbursted.
"I'm sorry, but these are the consequences from your actions. Next time, you should think before you act." Professor Slughorn said, giving him a meaningful stare.
Harry sighed. Now he would have to postpone it until… or he could just ask Ginny to run the practice! Harry smiled, remembering that Ginny was the co-captain.
And now, he would have to go back detention… Harry wasn't not used to it. After all UMBRIDGE had given him lots of detentions.
Harry winced, as he looked at his scar, remembering the pain of writing with the blood pen. It had hurt.
"Professor, may I go to the washroom?" Harry asked Slughorn.
"If you must." Professor Slughorn said, brushing him off just like that.
Harry hurried out, bumping into Alyssa. She fell backwards and Harry just managed to catch her.
"I'm so sorry!" Alyssa said, glancing away from him.
"No, that was my fault." Harry said, apologizing.
"Hey, that was MY girlfriend you just knocked yourself into! APOLOGIZE, NOW!" Draco roared at him.
"I'm sorry, but I already did." Harry said coldly at him.
"Yes Draco, he did. You don't need to shout at him." Alyssa said quickly.
She was… kinder than he thought.
And with that, Harry walked away, wondering what had just happened.
A/N: Sorry people, short chapter. Guess what? I'm sick.. WAAH! :( Being sick sucks. As you all know. :P I'm coughing, and I have a sore throat, which really sucks because I had the presentation for my big project recently, so I was talking the whole time with my throat aching.
Anyways… Potter on,
-Soccerisawesome19
