Disc: Same as before.

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I arrived at the Great Hall before my friend even woke up. The events of last night were still bothering me. I avoided looking at my uncle as I sat down next to the only other student in there- Harry Potter.

"Couldn't sleep either?" I asked. He only nodded his head. Hoping to get more from him, I asked "What's good to eat?"

"Everything. Dobby and the other house elves do a great job."

"Good," I mumbled as I grabbed some food. "So what got you up so early?"

"Thoughts."

"I'm sorry about what happened to Sirius."

I seemed to catch him completely off guard. He whipped his head up and demanded, "What do you know of that?"

I was shocked at the anger he held towards me. "My mother is good friends with Dumbledore. Not only that, but it was in all the wizard newspapers. I don't know what I would do if I lost anyone that close to me."

I was saved from another response when Ron and Jessy came running towards us. "Our first day of class!" Jessy could barely control her excitement. "I wonder what they'll be. Who will we see, etc?"

"Is she always like this?" Ron asked me.

"Nope, by afternoon she'll hate school again." Ron and I let out a laugh as Michelle and Hermione joined us.

"What's so funny," inquired Hermione.

"Jessy," I said plainly. Hermione only gave me a confused look. Michelle nodded and asked what she had done. "Just listen to her."

Jessy had been talking to Ron about class order when we picked up on the conversation. ".or maybe we'll have potions first. I've always liked potions. You do too, right Lorene?"

At my nod, Hermione said, "You won't like potions here. No offense or anything, but Snape likes to take points from Gryffindor anytime he wants. No matter how well we do, he finds something wrong."

"I guess you're lucky I'm here," I said. "He can't find anything wrong with my potions, because if they're wrong, he's done something wrong. As a child here drilled potion recipes into me, so I should know them by now."

"You should have seen her first year in potions. She warned the teacher that he was adding the wrong ingredient, but the teacher wouldn't listen to her. His exact words were 'I've had over twenty years of teaching, you are just learning potions. Who will know more?' He went ahead and added the ingredient and the cauldron blew up." Jessy said as Michelle laughed at the memory.

"Everyone was covered in this green slime- everyone but Lorene. She had transfigured her pencil into an umbrella to shield herself," Michelle spoke over Jessy laughs.

Hermione, Ron and Harry could help but laugh. "You'd have to be the most talented underage witch that I know," Ron said. "It took Hermione even a little bit of work to pull that off."

Not really talking to anybody, I said in a far away voice, "I was taught at an early age to protect myself."

"From what?" Everyone asked. Jessy and Michelle were a little worried. They had never seen me like this before.

"Huh?" I asked as like I was coming out of a dazed.

"You said you were taught so you could protect yourself. So what do you need to protect yourself from?" Ron asked.

"I don't know," I shook my head in hopes that something would come to me. "I just don't know."

All questions were stopped with the arrival of our schedules. It looked as if I would see my uncle sooner than I'd hoped. First class was double Potions followed by double Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"I wonder who they've filled the spot with this time?" Ron asked.

"As long as it's not someone from the Ministry, I'll be fine," said Hermione.

We all quickly finished up our breakfast and then went to retrieve our books. The fat lady had decided to visit another painting, so we had to wait for another painting to track her down. We ran towards the dungeons, and just barely made it in time.

"Hurry up and sit down," Snape bellowed. "Now today we are." but he was cut off by the entrance of Neville Longbottom. "Why are you late?"

"Th.Th... the fat lady was missing from the portrait and we had to wait for her to come. Then I got stuck in the stair and had to wait for someone to help me out. Then I ran all the way here," Neville said this all in one breath.

"Fine, fine." Snape said just to shut him up. "Five point from Gryffindor. Now sit down. As I was saying, today we are going." and again he was interrupted. This time by me.

Hermione was trying not to get me to say anything, but I had never been one to back down and let someone get away with being wrong. "Yes.Miss Snape?"

"Exactly why are you taking points from Gryffindor?"

"Are you questioning my decision?" All the Slytherins snickered. They loved it when Snape took away point from Gryffindor. Today seemed like it would break the record of points taken away.

"Yes I am," I said plainly. "Everything that happened to him was not his fault. One," I said cutting off my uncle, "he had to wait for the fat lady, just like all the other Gryffindors.

"Two, he got stuck and had to wait for someone to get him out. Yes, it was his fault for not paying attention, but that brings me to number three.

"He ran all the way here. You can tell by his breathing. Of course he stepped on that stair. It was because he was trying his hardest to get here. So he could enjoy your fabulous class."

I came to the end of my speech. Gryffindors and Slytherins a like held their breaths in anticipation of what Snape would say. Snape was red in the face and looked like he was at a breaking point.

"You argued your point really well. I will give Gryffindor three points back. The other two I will keep because he was still late to class. No we will begin class with no more interruptions."

Class went on and was over way to soon for my liking. I was surprised my uncle was teaching such a simple potion. This was one of the first potions he taught me. A good thing was that my friends and I earned points for Gryffindor. I had taught them how to make the potion when I first met them, so we have ha a lot of time to perfect it.

Another good thing was.

"Can you believe he actually took points from his own house?" Ron asked as we left. "I don't think Malfoy could have been any angrier."

"He was trying to ruin my perfect batch," said Michelle. "He's just upset that we didn't lose any more points."

"I think potions this year will be fun," said Harry. He was actually looking excited about something. Ron and Hermione exchanged looks.

"It's good to have the old Harry Potter back," Ron said as he threw an arm over Harry's shoulders.

We al laughed as Harry lightly punched Ron in the stomach. A mock fight commenced and quickly ended. We then headed off to our next class."