Capture three
The great hall was filled with kids at tables eating and chatting the night away. Baz had already missed the sorting when he sat down at the Gryffindor table. No one so much as glanced at him when he started to shuffle bread and fruit into his pocket for later. Not less than 20 minutes Dumbledore appeared at the podium, with a quick wave of his hand for attention the crowd went silent. Baz didn't know if it was a strong spell or if the kids truly looked up to him.
"Students, I am here to welcome a new transfer to our school Mr. Pitch." He clapped his hands in Baz's direction and everyone turned to him with small claps. He stood up and waved around in an awkward position. "He will be in Gryffindor house for the year, so treat him as you would any other student. As you all know The Dark Forest is still forbidden to all students, along with the dungeons. Quidditch will start next week for those who wish to attend talk to your house teachers. We have an early morning tomorrow so everyone to their houses."
Everyone followed their house Prefect to the dormitories, theirs was behind a painting, a room painted in red and yellow with a couch and a fireplace in the corner. "Girls are on the left and boys on the right. Your stuff is already set." A redheaded kid said and everyone listened.
Their room was in a heptagon shape with framed beds in every corner. Baz's chest laid on one lined with Gryffindor clothing on top. Dumbledore took the initiative to place Baz in the same room as Harry. Everyone showered and pulled on their pajamas for the night when Ron walked over to Baz's corner. "What's your school like?"
Baz lifted his head, " Our dorms are different. You have to share a room with someone for your whole time at school."
Ron shook his head, "That must suck. What was yours like"
Baz took a minute to respond, how to describe Simon? "Well, he was our chosen one," He nodded his head to Harry, " but, was really bad at magic, loud, caring, and obnoxious. He left crumbs everywhere" Baz chuckled that last part picturing Simon with his stupid pastries.
"Must be a cool guy."
"Ya, he is." He pulled out his sheets from the bed, "It's getting late."
"Ya, see you in the morning." Ron went over to his bed and everyone went lights out.
Baz carefully pulled the food that he brought from the hall and ate in quiet till, he too, nodded off.
Line breaker
Baz was the first one up, he took a shower and dressed before the second person opened their eyes. Getting up early had perks, he didn't have to wait for the shower, and he could eat breakfast before anyone saw. Baz walked to his first class, Charms, where Hermione sat at a table reading a book. She looked up with a smile and gestured for him to sit with her. "Baz is it?"
"Ya, Hermione?"
She nodded, "What type of classes do you have?"
"We have classes that humans have and spell classes."
She looked at him and her face brightened more, "Ron, Harry, over here." She waved her hand at the two boys who sat with them.
"We didn't see you this morning Baz, where were you?" Ron said shifting his chair.
"I'm an early bird."
To stop the conversation from being awkward Hermione chirped in, "I was just asking Baz about his school."
"Oh, what sports do you guys have?" Harry asked.
"We just have football," The two boys just stared at me than to each other, "What?"
"You don't have Quidditch?"
"I heard Dumbledore talk about that. What is it?"
"Only the greatest sport in the wizarding community!" Ron explained, "It's dangerous and fun just to watch. We have to show you."
"Sure, why not."
The teacher came into the room, " Good morning class, today we will be reviewing a spell from your first year, Wingardium Leviosa, with these boxes full of pots and pans. Everyone has a set of them their tables, so let's begin!"
Hermione pushed the box to Baz, "You could go first."
"Um." Shit. What the hell was Wingardium Leviosa? Baz looked around the room seeing the kids repeat the words over and over but nothing came out of it. He pulled out his wand and chanted the spell, "Wingardium Leviosa." Nothing happened. "Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"What exactly does this spell do?" The three of them looked at him like he was an alien.
"It's a levitation spell."
"Oh! Okay." Baz tried again, "Up, up and away!" With the command, the box floated up in the air. The teacher came over to the table, "Great job! Five points to Gryffindor for being the first." Baz guided the box back down to the table. "Who's next?"
Once the teacher left the three of them started to berated him with questions.
"What spell was that?" Harry asked.
"How did you do that?" Ron added
"Is that even a spell?" Hermione questioned.
Baz threw his hands in defense, "We use poems, nursery rhymes, things like that for our spells." Before anyone could question on more the class was shortly over and Baz ran out.