From the Last Chapter:

So we began to part ways and headed t dorm but before I could reach the exit door of the Astronomy tower I heard Draco said, "Good night."

"You too," I replied back.

Chapter 7: Snobby Snape

Azure's POV:

I am getting dizzy and dizzy with this stupid staircase. They are so many staircases here in Hogwarts with different types. Luckily for me, I have been in training since I was five years old, so I don't get tired so easily with going down and up the stairs. But what I hate about this stairs is that they can move and at the same time vanish. They freaking VANISH! Why can't this school act normally?

Anyway, my classes were okay. At least they didn't have English here; otherwise my mind would probably explode. And thankfully none of my teachers hate me yet but inn time they will. How do I know? Well, I just have this funny feeling.

And if you are going to ask me, how do I manage to survive this classes when a the writings in the text book were in English; my answer is simple, Professor McGonagall taught me a spell on how to transfigure the language of English to Ancient Greek. Since the Professors here were informed by Dumbledore about my Dyslexia, they didn't mind me answering the question in Greek in test exam.

Everything has now gone well except for one thing, well actually two things. And that is Potions Class and Professor Snobby Snape. I really hate that class and that house racist Professor. He was always "I don't care" expressions, what a heartwarming professor, right? (Note the sarcasm) And for some odd reason he always hated us Gryffindors, not the Slytherins. He always took points from us with no reasonable reasons. If Draco wasn't my friend, I would probably hate him because Snape always favored him more than anyone.

But my first class with Snobby Snape really made my blood boil. So like all the other teachers, he started with roll call. He called all of our names with a monotone voice which will make you really sleepy. But his tone changed when reading out loud Harry's Name. "Ah, yes, Harry Potter. Our new – celebrity."

I could hear the sniggers coming out from the Slytherin House especially from Draco, Crabbe and Goyle. From what I am hearing right now, I could tell that Snobby Snape doesn't like Harry so much.

After the roll calling, Snobby Snape started to talk (or should I say "rant") about Potions. He told us how complex and important it was. With the kind of tone he is using right now would definitely quiet down to class. Lucky for, I was unaffected by it because of Chiron; he usually speaks like that. So right now, I wasn't listening to him because it sounded boring. He just kept talking and talking while I was praying to the Gods to end this.

I was about leave the classroom and find a room to where I can continue practicing sword fighting, so I can spend my time there than here. But something stops me. "Potter!" Snobby Snape said so suddenly. And I began to look to where Harry was sitting which was right beside me. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snobby Snape asked. Okay, WHAT THE OLYMPUS!

What on Earth are that stuff? Do they even exist? Harry looked at Ron, and it looks like that the both of them were stumped. Then Harry looked at me hopefully but I was stumped too. And the only ones who knew the answer were Snobby Snape and Hermione who was raising her hand in the air.

"I don't know, sir," Harry said.

"Tut, tut – fame clearly isn't everything." Snobby Snape sneered. Oh, I just want to blast him with lightning right now, but I remembered that he was just a clueless mortal.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" Once again, Harry didn't know the answer but Hermione sure did. And Snobby Snape was ignoring her, he was intentionally embarrassing Harry in front of the class.

"I don't know, sir," Harry said.

"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter" Snape said with a smug. I could feel my blood boil from extreme temperature. If I don't calm down now, Snape is going to have it.

"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" Okay, count one to ten. I need to calm down fast. I could feel lightning roaming inside my body itching to come out.

"I don't know. I think Hermione odes, though, why don't you try her?" Harry said quietly. And with that my temper calm down immediately because of me laughing. Boy that was a good one.

"For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of Aconite. Well? Why aren't you al copying that down?" Snape was definitely pissed of right now.

I took out my notebook and pen, and started writing them down in Ancient Greek. Okay, I know that you are to ask me on why I used those things and not parchment and quill. Simple, they keep on breaking. I only have some parchment with me just in case they have to require it. "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your cheek, Potter."

I immediately stop writing at that moment. "Well, that's unfair," I said.

"Who said that?" Snape asked. And yet again he was pissed.

I stood up with full of confidence. "I did."

"Five points from Gryffindor because of your mouth. Ms.?"

He took five more points from us! I am now getting angry. "The name is Dirdle, Azure Dirdle. Prof. may I ask a question?" I said cheekily. Now it is my turn to get into his nerves.

"Don't call –" I cut him off. I don't really need him to answer the question because I will still ask it anyway.

"Is it wrong for us to simply state the facts?" I asked in all seriousness.

"10 points from—" I cut him off again. Oh this is getting good. I can almost see the smoke coming from his ears.

"And now, you are getting points from us when I'm simply asking a question." I shook my head in disappointment. "What kind of a Professor are you?"

I could now see him shaking from anger. I think he was going to shout or scold at me but there goes the bell. "Gotta go now, Prof." I said while going to the exit door of the dungeon classroom.

As soon as we were out of the creepy dungeon, every Gryffindor who were classmates gave me a pat on the shoulder. "Wow that was bloody AMAZING!" Ron said and he gave me a painful pat on the shoulder. Even though it was painful, it was also a friendly gesture so I just appreciated it.

"Thank you," Harry said to me who also patted me on the shoulder.

"Well, that is what friends are for, Harry" I said. And he smiled at my response. And we walked together to our next class.

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So since you guys, still read this story even though I haven't updated it for so long, I am giving you a treat. Azure has a secret that she doesn't even know about. And the living people who knew about this are Zeus and Dumbledore. The unknown secret is within her name. If you guys are able to discover her secret please review to this chapter, so that I will know if you got it right. To the person who got it right will have a price from me.