Chapter 1
Harry hurried down the long, wide hall of Hogworts. He glanced at Ron besided him and mangaged a weak smile. They were going to be late to Professor Snape's class for the 3rd time this month. The thought of Snape's distorted features sent a slight chill down his spine and made his feet move even faster. Suddenly Harry caught a glimpse of a figure in front of him but barely had time to think before he felt something trip him. He stumbled and bashed his arms around wildly, trying to manage to stay on his feet. Unfortunately though, he lost his balance and fell face firsted into the maroon carpeted floor. Harry heard a audible crunch as his glasses made contact with the floor. He heard Ron yelling at Malfoy Dracus, one of Harry's born enemies. Malfoy had "accidently" tripped Harry.
" Look what you did, you pig brained, clusmy foot duck!"
screamed Ron. "Harry are you okay?" "Yeah, I just fine and dandy." replied Harry in low spirts, pulling himself up." I guess some people just don't any balance." said Malfoy with a snicker. "Shut up, Malfoy," Ron said angrily. "Too bad for you, Weasly, you can't even afford to buy yourself some balance." Crabbe and Goyle, Malfoy's two huge, gargoyle like sidekicks, sniggered in the back ground. "Who's in the hallwall? Show your self now!" Snape's voice boomed behind them.
"Professor Snape, Potter and Weasly were picking a fight with us. They threatened to beat us up." Malfoy whined.
Delight smeared across Snape's face as he said. "Fifty points from Gryffindor. Potter, Weasly, I believe this is your 3rd time being tardy to my class."
"But Professor...."
"Not a word. Now join the rest of your class in my dungeon. Harry's face flushed at the unfairness. But then again, Snape was never Mr. Fair.
Author's Notes: I might not finish this, depending on your reviews. This is my first story and I wrote it quickly. Please tell me what you think.
