Classes, Dracoina, and Snape
Here we are… the next chapter with the promised "Dracoina". How you ask? You'll see…
Disclaimer- If I was JK, I'd be working on the Order of the Phoenix, not some fanfiction. And If I was CEO Warner Brothers, I'd be taken a bath in 100 dollar bills.
Thanks to all who read and reviewed!
On to the story!
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The next morning, Maria and Hermione were comparing schedules. It seemed they had more in common then they'd originally thought.
"You take Arithmancy too?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yes, I also take Study of Ancient Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, and Divination." Maria said in her thick accent.
"Professor Trelawney predicted Harry's death…. How many times?"
"638. But remember I started counted half way through 3rd year." Harry said through a mouth full of bacon.
"She's an old fraud"
"She's made two real predictions."
Hermione snorted. "So? Two in what? At least ten years."
Harry thought this over, and he noticed Ron was wearing a look he usually reserved for Hermione- that is, when she wasn't looking.
Harry grinned. "Maria's pretty isn't she?"
Ron reddened. "You reckon she'll go out with me?"
"The only thing that will go out with a weasel like you is a slug," said a drawling voice behind them.
Ron spun around. "Eat slugs, Malfoy." His face reddened even more, realizing that he'd fallen into a trap.
Draco smiled, glad that his little trick had worked. "And ruin your only chance for a date? I wouldn't dream of it."
Maria quickly got up quickly got up. "Feminus!"
Ron looked at her. "What spell is that?"
"Just watch."
Draco looked himself over. "Stupid Mudblood couldn't get a simple spell right!" He then looked at his chest. "Oh s---!"
"Draco, or should I say Dracoina, will be a girl for 24 hours." Maria said triumphantly.
'I'll get-" Draco stopped as his voice jumped up an octave. Abandoning all dignity, he (or rather, she) ran out of the hall.
"That's the coolest thing I've seen since he as a ferret!" Ron gasped in awe, as the hall began to laugh.
Lorencha turned from her almost solitary breakfast, as she saw Draco (Now fully a girl), run out of the hall. She noticed Maria being surrounded and congratulated by two red headed boys.
She looked down at her schedule. Double Potions with the Ravenclaws first. She turned to Hannah.
"Do you think you could show me the way to the dungeons?"
"Sure."
The two go up and headed to the dungeons.
"What's," Lorencha glanced at her schedule, "Prof. Snape like?"
"Awful. He has the slimiest hair and the palest face you'll ever seen."
"Yuck."
"Yeah."
After a few minuets, they reached the Potions dungeons, and took seats.
Snape walked in. "Pair up, a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff in each pair."
Lorencha ended up with a small, blond girl.
"Hi, I'm-" She stopped as she realized the rest of the class was silent.
"Ms…Smith. Welcome to potions. I tolerate no talking."
"Yessir."
He turned around and began writing the potion ingredients on the black board. "Today's potion is, by far, the most difficult you will have done so far but-" he spun around to glare at them, "it is, by far, the easiest you will do this year."
Lorencha smiled internally, as she and her partner began working. She loved challenges, and, she thought as she pushed the crushed beetles across the tables, would give her one. He's so much better then my old Potions teacher. (A/N Shall we call the men with the white jackets now?)
Ron, Harry, Maria, and Hermione made their way to transfiguration. Hermione was talking to Maria. "I read in An Appraisal of Magical Education of Europe,-"
"Oh! I read that too!", Maria exclaimed.
"You have?!"
"Yes! I loved it almost as much as Hogwarts, a History."
"You read that too?" Hermione was starting to get excited.
"Yes! Have you read…"
Harry and Ron walked behind the girls. Ron still seamed transfixed with Maria, staring at her at every possible moment.
They walked in to the classroom- though Ron ran straight into the doorframe, as he was looking at Maria, rather then paying attention to where he was walking. The class tittered as he blushed and plopped in to the seat next to Harry.
Prof. McGonagall walked into the room and the class was silent. She started walking around the room, placing twigs one every one's desk. "Class, today we will be working on a particularly hard field of transfiguration- one that will be on your O.W.L.s. So pay attention." She glared at Ron, who was staring at Maria. ""We will be changing non magical objects into magical objects. We'll start by changing the twigs into model broomsticks. Don't try to start yet you'll need lots of-"
"Excuse me Professor, but is this right?" Maria held up a tiny Firebolt.
Prof. McGonagall stared at the little broomstick, mouth wide open. "I have never been able to make anything better then a Comet Two-Sixty," she whispered.
She walked over and placed an ordinary muggle top on Maria's desk. "Could you try to turn this into a sneakoscope?"
Within a couple of minuets, a handsome sneakoscope sat on Maria's desk. Within 15, a foeglass, a pare of omnioculars, a snitch and a deck of exploding snap cards sat on her desk.
"I think I can safely say you're going to pass the transfiguration part on the newts."
