Author's note: We are officially over halfway done with book one! I'd like to thank Ern Estine 13624 and EMjambment for your reviews last chapter. I don't have time until the weekend but I'll be going through my older chapters, fixing any mistakes I didn't catch when I proof read them before I posted them. I apologize, I'm a terrible proof reader. I'm trying to be better I promise! I also wanted to let you to know that I won't have any couple pairings until Goblet of Fire. As always I hope you enjoy!

Ch. 10: Tea Party with Hagrid

The rest of the week went much better than monday. Unfortunately, people were still whispering about me. It was getting ridiculous, we could hardly get to class without people lining up outside of their classes, trying to get a good look at me. I wanted to just stand on the table in the Great Hall and yell for them to get their gawking over with. Ron didn't think it was a good idea. He pointed out that everyone thought I was nuts for yelling at Snape, they didn't need another reason to label me as a crazy. Ron did have a point about that I guess.

My room mates and I have been getting along very well. At first I was nervous, the last time I was with this many girls, terrible things happened, but they are all nice girls. Lavender is probably my favorite room mate. She loves bows and ribbons more than I do. I have so many that I gave her a few to wear. She wears the pink one almost everyday. Parvati's a nice girl too. I taught her how to french braid and she in return taught me how to fishtail. Hermione's really the odd one out. She just doesn't like the girly things we liked. She also only wants to study, study, study. I mean it's only the first week of classes, how much studying did she really need to do.

Besides people giving me the stare down, getting to class wasn't too bad. The only real obstacles were Peeves and Filch. Peeves annoyed me, he locked doors, tripped people, and just tried to be a pain as much as possible. Filch tried to give anyone walking in the corridors a hard time. He's the care taker and he takes his job way too seriously. He has an awful cat named Mrs. Norris. She tried picking a fight with my little Matilda. I had to remind myself that kicking the cat was animal abuse and animal abuse is wrong.

My classes all went much smoother than mondays Potion class. On Wednesdays at midnight we study the stars and the planets. I have some background knowledge from my science class last year, at my muggle school. Three times a week we have Herbology with Professor Sprout. The only class I disliked almost as much as Potions was History of Magic. It was the most dull and boring class I've ever had the displeasure of attending. The only thing interesting about the class is that Professor Binns is a ghost. He fell asleep in front of a fire and when he got up to teach the next day, he left his body behind.

Charms and Transfiguration are both the most interesting classes so far. Professor Flitwick, a tiny little wizard, is the Charms teacher. He has to stand on a pile of books just to see everyone and when he called my name at roll call, he fell off of it. Professor McGonagall is my favorite teacher, but I might be bias as I know her the best. She's a very strict teacher, but at least she's fair unlike Snape. Our first lesson was changing a match into a needle. Hermione was the only one to get hers to turn silver and pointy. I'm a little upset that I didn't do it.

Friday was our first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, everyone was looking forward to it. Before class, Ron, Lavender, Parvati, Seamus, and I all got breakfast together. The owls flew into the Great Hall like every morning. Only today I actually got a piece of mail. I wonder if it just junk mail. Does the Wizarding world have junk mail? Hedwig dropped the note on my plate.

Dear Hollie,

I know you get Friday afternoons off, so would you like to come and have a cup of tea with me around three? I want to hear all about your first week. Send an answer back with Hedwig.

Hagrid.

I borrowed Ron's quill and scribbled, Yes Please! See you later!, on the back of the note. I sent it off with Hedwig. We all hurried off to class afterwards. We were looking forward to it so much and it was a complete let down. The class was a bit of a joke. Professor Quirrell's room reeked of garlic. Everyone said it was to ward off a vampire he met in Romania. I think that maybe he just smells bad and tries to cover it with the smell of garlic. He was also still wearing his weird purple turban. He claimed that the turban was a gift from an african prince as a thank you for getting rid of a zombie. He wouldn't tell us how he did it though.

"Psst Ron." I whispered kicking him to get his attention.

"Whaaatttt." he yawned, already bored of the class.

"I think Quirrell is just bald, that's probably why he wears the turban, What do you think?"

"Fred and George said that he fills the thing with garlic too. He's quite paranoid."

I giggled at that thought, "Well no wonder he looks like he has a headache. It's probably heavy from the garlic."

Ron had to stifle his laugh and I tried paying attention again. It was relieving to find out that I wasn't behind everyone else, there are loads of muggle borns. Even people who grew up with magic like Ron didn't know most of the things we were learning. After a very disappointing Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ron joined me to go visit Hagrid.

Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the forbidden forest. I knocked and I heard Hagrid's voice ring out,

"Back Fang Back!"

Hagrid's big, hairy face appeared when he opened the door. He let us in, holding back an enormous black boarhound.

"Make yerselves at home." Hagrid said letting go of Fang.

Fang immediately started licking Ron's ears.

"This is Ron." I told Hagrid.

"Another Weasley, eh?" Hagrid guessed, "I spent half me life chasin' yer twin brothers away from the forest."

Hagrid fed us rock cakes, we pretended to enjoy them as we stuffed them in our pockets.

"So how yer classes comin' along."

"Alright. I guess. History of Magic is a bit boring." I said.

"A bit! It's so boring Binns looks like he's falling asleep and he's a bloody ghost." Ron added.

"It was the same way when I was there." Hagrid chuckled.

"Yeah well, I'll take Binns over Snape any day. At least Binns doesn't hate me."

"Now I'm sure Professor Snape don't hate yer. He doesn't like anyone 'less their Slytherins."

"But he seemed to really hate me."

"Rubbish!" Hagrid said, "Why should he?"

Hagrid wouldn't look me in the eye, I think he's hiding something. He quickly changed the subject to Ron's brother Charlie's work with dragons. Uninterested in the conversation, I picked up a clipping from the Daily Prophet Hagrid had laying on the table. It was about the Gringotts break in, I saw the same article on Seamus's paper.

"Hagrid!" I pointed to the clipping, "That Gringotts break in happened on my birthday! It might of happened when we were there!"

Hagrid wouldn't look me in the eye again. He just grunted and offered me another rock cake. One line in particular stood out, The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied that same day. Hagrid did empty vault seven hundred and thirteen when he took out that grubby little package. We left Hagrid shortly after that to go to dinner, our pockets were weighed down with rock cakes. I wasn't very hungry instead I thought about Hagrid. He knew something and I'm going to find out what.