I think Charms might be my favorite.
I almost burst out laughing when I first saw the teacher. He is about the size of one of the seven dwarves or something! He's so squeaky and joyous that I think he'd be called Happy.
Today he mostly just talked about what would be expected, what we'd be doing this year, and such…things. I think….actually all I really am thinking of right now is about my poor grumbling stomach.
I have a ½ to ¾'s of a page of notes about what we'll be doing this year…I thought I might as well write it down…now it just looks stupidly pointless. Ah well.
Plus I have a page of notes-mostly the ones written on the board, by an enchanted piece of chalk I might add. M&M though took almost three pages. I was annoyedly impressed. All I did was rolled my eyes though-over every full page.
Then-finally-it was time to be dismissed…and to go to LUNCH!!! YA!!!
"LUNCH!" I really must stop thinking like that bloody moron Black.
We started to pack up our bags. It took M&M a while, everything went in perfectly. As I waited I thought…I think I do that too often.
First I wondered about classes some, then about how it would take her this bloody long to pack her bag. Then about how lunch would be sooooo good. Then I suddenly remembered that note they wrote me. It had hit the back of my head a second time-they had had a response. Fuuck. I really want to know what it was….or do I? Maybe I don't. It would probably just make me mad…..der.
There thoughts were interrupted by M&M standing up and putting her bag on her shoulder.
"Ready?" I asked-trying, valiantly in my opinion-to keep the hungry impatience out of my voice. Not so sure it worked but she just gave me a small smile and gestured for me to 'lead on.'
As I turned around, I noticed that all the other first years-the ones in Hufflepuff too, who had joined us for Charms-had waited for us.
What the hell?!?!?!
That's when I saw P&B-ya know you don't even need the & in there, they're practically one person already…yes back to the point-PB were standing by the door grinning their bloody arses off at me. Then they-one on both sides of the door, holding it open-gestured for me to go first-as one.
Frankly I'm too hungry to feel that pissed. So I just walked out with my head held high.
Frankly I blame the hunger totally for what happened next. (A/N: Ya know it would be quite amusing just to stop here…but I won't because I feel like typing! Nice save there eh? Padfeet)
As I walked across the threshold I realized how stupid I'd been. That's almost exactly when a huge pail of ice water fell on me.
So I just kept walking. I checked my books first as I walked, but they were ok since they'd been in front of me.
Good.
I'd just have to kill them otherwise. One less thing to plot…for now.
Just my bloody luck though, I muttered as I strode purposefully down the halls.
I stopped twice for directions at portraits but that didn't take long.
We were late, thanks to M&M's bag problems and PB's little….problems…prank. Wow, it took me a long time to think of that word.
So anyway, I walked up to the Great Hall's doors…to find then shut. Everybody else must be inside eating. So I solved that problem by simply by pushing them open, both of them together I should probably add.
They were surprisingly light and swung open easily. Probably magiced now that I think about it…wow I'm slow.
So anyway I entered the hall quite dramatically, I mean think about it two huge doors bursting open in the middle of lunch…to reveal a small girl…though I'm really not that small…ok not the point. At least I didn't like look up and say, "I'm sorry I'm late." Or something.
Crap, I should have.
Leaving off that spectacular ending I didn't do it felt just like one of the movies where a heroic character-who you think is dead or something-bursts into a meeting or their funeral or some such by opening the two doors together. I was quite pleased with myself actually-besides not saying that. But I think really that just would have made me embarrassed.
I was so proud of myself that I actually grinned at PB as they walked up. And I happily report that it made them even more unnerved.
SCORE!!! Payback is sooooo coming boys!!!
Ya know, I wonder if they're even human…..that was a stupid thought. Just shut-up and eat ok?
No! Ok fine, I don't want to start this.
Pause.
You bet you don't.
Damn you.
"You ok?" I jumped and looked up at M&M in surprise. Oh right, I'm wet and I probably looked pissed as hell. Oh well.
"Ya, I'm ok. You?" Politeness is a virtue I sometimes seem to have.
"Ya, I'm ok."
Lies! Lies! I can see it in your eyes!
Wow.
Hey! That rhythms'!
Oh shut-it.
Why?
Because I'm eating….and starting to get weird looks.
Maybe because you talking aloud?
Oh crap. And that means you too moron…because we are in this together.
Shut-it.
"Hi." I looked at M&M questioningly. Please god/goddess/devil/universe/whoever's listening at the moment PLEASE let me not have been talking out loud.
"Are you ok?" A little repetition here.
"Yes…why?" Please Please PLEASE!!!!!
"Nothing, you were just muttering a lot."
"And by a lot she means TONS!"
"Oh do shut-up." (A/N: In like a TOTALLY sweeeet English accent! TOMB-RAIDER 2 ROCKS!!! Sry for that interruption…Padfeet)
"Do you think you like Charms or Transfiguration better?" M&M asked me-to change the subject bless her. Ah, you just gotta love that girl.
"Probably Transfi-" Black started,
"She wasn't talking to you Black!" I said scathingly. YA! AWESOME VOCABULARY!
"How do you know?" Potter said turning to M&M. "Were you talking to us or her?" M&M looked distinctly uncomfortable, she glanced at me. Oh crap, what if she really was talking to them!
"Her, sorry, but to her." Oh good. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at them or something. I had the feeling it would make her feel worse. For what reason I have no idea-why it would make her feel worse not why I knew that... whatever.
"I like Charms better I think." I paused thinking, "Flitwick is definitely more fun and I think Charms is just cooler in general. You?"
"I agree with that assessment." She smiled, "I really like Professor Flitwick."
"Oh ya…" Potter began in an annoying girlish voice. So I kicked him under the table. "Shit!"
"Language boy, language." I tisked at him, he glared at me. Knowing, I'm sure, that it had been me who had kicked him.
"What's-" M&M started to ask him kindly.
"It's nothing." He told her curtly. Still glaring at me. She looked back and forth between us.
"Well, you don't have to be mean to her." I said angrily, "She didn't do anything to you!"
We glared at each other.
"Maybe you should eat some more. It's almost time to go." M&M put in-to break the icy silence I'm sure. It probably wouldn't have worked but then guess who spoke.
You'd probably be right.
"Why? We have a break next." Black put in-what an oaf. I rolled my eyes.
In doing so I broke our stare down. We went back to our lunches silently. And by me I don't mean me and the voices or me and George for once, I mean me and Potter.
Ok that sounded bad.
Glad I didn't want to be friends with him because then I'd be depressed.
Now it's great!
But now I'm bored now. 'Sulky voice in the background.'
Shut-up.
