Chapter 10 Being a Gryffindor
The day Aphelia left the Slytherin Common Room was a day all the Slytherins would never forget. Aphelia had loosened her robes, got rid of the ripped looking edges, and kissed Draco goodbye. She walked out of the Slytherin Common Room and headed towards the Gryffindor Common Room with her stuff, and put it all in Hermione's room. ` This is my place!' she thought, ` here with my brother and my real friends, life couldn't be better!' She went to breakfast with her friends. The Gryffindor table was much more cheery than the Slytherin one, she could get used to this, and what was all this Quidditch talk? They have Quidditch teams at Hogwarts? All these thoughts were racing through her mind.
" Um, Aphelia? Are you listening?" asked Hermione, Aphelia looked over to her, taking her glasses off and putting in contacts.
"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" she asked, finishing her grueling task of slipping the contact onto her eye.
" I said we have Potions next, you did bring your stuff, right?" asked Hermione. Aphelia shook her head.
" CRAP! Excuse my language. Will you come with me to get my stuff," she asked, Hermione nodded her head, " Okay, let's go now!" she said as they raced towards Gryffindor tower. They grabbed her stuff and, looking at Hermione's watch, noticed that they were going to be late. Giggling, they raced towards the dungeons. As they reached the entrance they tried to look serious, but the second they opened the door they burst out laughing.
" Well, Two Gryffindors late? THIRTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" shouted Snape, Aphelia frowned in frustration.
" Excuse me? Did I just hear you take points from Gryffindor for me? But I am not even IN Gryffindor!" she retaliated. Snape Smirked.
" Well, you're not in Slytherin either. Another FIFTEEN points from Gryffindor for this cocky fifth year named POTTER! Any more outbursts like that, and I'll be forced to give you detention," said Snape. Aphelia mimicked Snape behind his back and began to take her seat next to Draco, " Aphelia, You don't sit there anymore. You can sit next to your brother, Harry," he said again turning back to his blackboard and writing more information on it. Aphelia looked at Draco, who turned from her. ` That hurts,' she thought, ` that really hurts.' Tears stung her eyes. She took her seat next to Harry and continued to be mute for the rest of the period. Afterwards she ran into her bedroom and began to weep. She cried, and sobbed for about an hour, when Hermione cam to see what was wrong.
" I can't tell you! You'll call me a traitor and hate me, just like my brother or Ron would do if I told them!" she said. Hermione smiled.
" Come on! This is me we are talking about! I keep many secrets from them, I promise not to tell anyone, and you'll always be my friend!" answered Hermione. Aphelia wiped her eyes.
" Okay, you asked for it. While I was a Slytherin, I was kinda, well, you see, I was-- Oh hell! I was Draco's girlfriend, but now that I am a Gryffindor he wont speak to me! I knew that it would happen, but I thought that he would at least make fun of me, but now he isn't even SPEAKING!" she said, and she started to sob again.
" Aphelia, I don't hate you for that. I'll admit it, when I first saw Draco, I thought he was attractive, until he spoke. But look, if he is going to act like that, he doesn't deserve you, and you deserve better than him," said Hermione, " now come on! Let's go get something to eat and make Malfoy think that you don't need him!" she said. Aphelia took out her wand and pointed it at her face.
"Contaclearus!" and, like last time, the tears left her face and she was able to see out of her contacts again.
" good one! I couldn't have thought of a better one myself!" she said and they walked out of the room, heading towards the Great Hall, but Aphelia stopped.
" One second, there's something I need to do," she said, and she took her Contacts out. Searching through her drawer she grabbed her glasses and slipped them on. If she was going to be a Gryffindor, she was going to be a smart one, and if she was going to be smart, she was going to wear her glasses, the ones just like her brother's.
The day Aphelia left the Slytherin Common Room was a day all the Slytherins would never forget. Aphelia had loosened her robes, got rid of the ripped looking edges, and kissed Draco goodbye. She walked out of the Slytherin Common Room and headed towards the Gryffindor Common Room with her stuff, and put it all in Hermione's room. ` This is my place!' she thought, ` here with my brother and my real friends, life couldn't be better!' She went to breakfast with her friends. The Gryffindor table was much more cheery than the Slytherin one, she could get used to this, and what was all this Quidditch talk? They have Quidditch teams at Hogwarts? All these thoughts were racing through her mind.
" Um, Aphelia? Are you listening?" asked Hermione, Aphelia looked over to her, taking her glasses off and putting in contacts.
"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" she asked, finishing her grueling task of slipping the contact onto her eye.
" I said we have Potions next, you did bring your stuff, right?" asked Hermione. Aphelia shook her head.
" CRAP! Excuse my language. Will you come with me to get my stuff," she asked, Hermione nodded her head, " Okay, let's go now!" she said as they raced towards Gryffindor tower. They grabbed her stuff and, looking at Hermione's watch, noticed that they were going to be late. Giggling, they raced towards the dungeons. As they reached the entrance they tried to look serious, but the second they opened the door they burst out laughing.
" Well, Two Gryffindors late? THIRTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" shouted Snape, Aphelia frowned in frustration.
" Excuse me? Did I just hear you take points from Gryffindor for me? But I am not even IN Gryffindor!" she retaliated. Snape Smirked.
" Well, you're not in Slytherin either. Another FIFTEEN points from Gryffindor for this cocky fifth year named POTTER! Any more outbursts like that, and I'll be forced to give you detention," said Snape. Aphelia mimicked Snape behind his back and began to take her seat next to Draco, " Aphelia, You don't sit there anymore. You can sit next to your brother, Harry," he said again turning back to his blackboard and writing more information on it. Aphelia looked at Draco, who turned from her. ` That hurts,' she thought, ` that really hurts.' Tears stung her eyes. She took her seat next to Harry and continued to be mute for the rest of the period. Afterwards she ran into her bedroom and began to weep. She cried, and sobbed for about an hour, when Hermione cam to see what was wrong.
" I can't tell you! You'll call me a traitor and hate me, just like my brother or Ron would do if I told them!" she said. Hermione smiled.
" Come on! This is me we are talking about! I keep many secrets from them, I promise not to tell anyone, and you'll always be my friend!" answered Hermione. Aphelia wiped her eyes.
" Okay, you asked for it. While I was a Slytherin, I was kinda, well, you see, I was-- Oh hell! I was Draco's girlfriend, but now that I am a Gryffindor he wont speak to me! I knew that it would happen, but I thought that he would at least make fun of me, but now he isn't even SPEAKING!" she said, and she started to sob again.
" Aphelia, I don't hate you for that. I'll admit it, when I first saw Draco, I thought he was attractive, until he spoke. But look, if he is going to act like that, he doesn't deserve you, and you deserve better than him," said Hermione, " now come on! Let's go get something to eat and make Malfoy think that you don't need him!" she said. Aphelia took out her wand and pointed it at her face.
"Contaclearus!" and, like last time, the tears left her face and she was able to see out of her contacts again.
" good one! I couldn't have thought of a better one myself!" she said and they walked out of the room, heading towards the Great Hall, but Aphelia stopped.
" One second, there's something I need to do," she said, and she took her Contacts out. Searching through her drawer she grabbed her glasses and slipped them on. If she was going to be a Gryffindor, she was going to be a smart one, and if she was going to be smart, she was going to wear her glasses, the ones just like her brother's.