"Are you sending someone an owl?" asked Seamus.

"Yeah, forgot a couple of things at home!" I replied.

The first few days have gone by in a flash. Most of the lessons were interesting. Defence Against the Dark Arts was a bit weird, History of Magic was plain boring. There is a girl in my class, Hermione Granger. I'm sure I have mentioned her before. She knows a lot of things about a lot of things, even though she's a muggle-born. And then Friday happened.

I was sitting beside Harry, and Ron was on the other side of him at breakfast.

"What have we got today?" Harry asked.

"Double Potions with the Slytherins" Ron replied.

Harry then got a note from Hagrid, he invited Harry for tea. We went to our Potions class, and Professor Snape came in and threw a bunch of questions at Harry, which he obviously could not answer.

"Clearly, fame isn't everything. One point will be taken from Gryffindor for your cheek, Potter" said Snape. The whole class seemed nervous. There were mistakes made, possibly purely down to fear of making mistakes. I didn't understand why Professor Snape was being so mean to Harry. And then it happened. Neville added the ingredients of the potion in the incorrect order, got himself injured, and Snape started off again,

"Why Potter, did you think it'd make you look good if Neville got it wrong?"

Having had enough of Professor Snape, I replied, "You're being extremely unfair to Harry, Professor. How was he supposed to know, Neville would make a mistake? You should have though. Before coming to Hogwarts, I thought teachers here would be more helpful, you've just been rude." I finished, took a breath and braced myself for the wrath of Severus Snape.

"What did you just say, BOY? How dare you speak to a Professor like that?"

I kept silent, the whole class was silent. And Snape went on.

"Detentions, for a week! And, 10 points will be taken from Gryffindor."

The class was over pretty soon, and I came out happy as I had managed to get the first thing I wanted to do, gain the respect of my classmates.

"I hate this, every single bit of this. How on earth am I supposed to know the answers to those questions? And why does he hate me?" Harry muttered angrily.

"I don't think he hates you, Harry. Probably just the celebrity status that you have." I replied.

"Which I have nothing to do with!" he replied.

"You do actually, you survived You-Know-Who mate. You are the Boy who lived." Ron replied.

"Whatever! Anyways, want to join me at Hagrid's?" Harry asked the both of us.

"No, Sorry! Can't join. I have some work to do" I replied. But Ron agreed and they went to Hagrid's for tea.

Fun on the other hand had just begun for me. I was walking towards the Library when I bumped into Hermione.

"You lost the house 10 points." she remarked.

"Thanks for reminding me that."

"You should count yourself very lucky, Professor Snape isn't someone to be messed around with. That was careless and reckless."

"Not as embarrassing as you looked while Snape was asking those questions to Harry."

"Nothing embarrassing about knowing answers to questions." she retorted.

"How does it feel to be an insufferable know it all? Maybe you should focus on getting some friends."

Hermione looked shocked and hurt the moment I uttered those words. Her eyes began to well up, and at that very moment, Percy Weasley came towards me.

"Professor McGonagall wants to see you." Percy said and went away.

"Not lucky after all!" said Hermione with a throaty voice and ran away from me.

I wanted to stop her and apologise, but I had other things to do. I went to Professor McGonagall's office.

"Mr Smith"

"Good Afternoon Professor"

"You've managed to get a week's detentions in the first week in your very first year at Hogwarts. Even the Weasley twins didn't manage to do that."

I remained silent, having no idea how to respond to that.

"Your detention for today will be with me, at 5 PM. I have sent a letter to your Aunt explaining the confrontation you had with Professor Snape."

I had a small chuckle in my mind thinking what your reaction would be but kept it to myself.

"Respect Mr Smith, respect is a very important virtue to have."

"Sorry Professor, will not happen again" I replied.

The rest of the day was uneventful and boring. I had to read some boring book from the library about "Discipline" and had to write a big essay about it. Professor M read my essay and asked me to rewrite certain parts. By the time I reached back to my dormitory, dinner was over, so I got some sandwiches and pumpkin juice that Harry and Ron had saved for me. I tried to find Hermione, but she had already gone to sleep I think. I'll make this right.

Far away, a brown-haired, blue-green eyed woman unsealed a letter and chuckled after reading it. "Oh Johnny, what are you doing!" She gave a small laugh and threw the letter back on the table.