A/N- the only thing I own are the characters you've never heard of. The rest is all J.K. Rowling's work. End of story.
Chapter 5
"Look that's her-"
"-transfer student. Different that one is-"
The next day proved to be quite interesting. But then again, the first transfer students in over one hundred years werebound to spark some curiousity among the students. And it most certainly did. While roaming the halls, students would stop and gape at her and Leah-Jade as they passed. Leah-Jade's stuck up, snowy white owl King Sir drew a lot of attention as he was very rarely found anywhere except perched on her shoulder. It didn't bother the two girls, who were becoming fast friends and allies, considering Harry's new celebrity status which came with four marriage proposals, a trove of candy and several mysterious cards that spouted songs and recited sonnets when you opened them.
Mage was much more focused on the day ahead. Their schedules arrived at breakfast along with a whole flock of owls delivering mail and packages. Pimpernel landed beside Magentra with a screech, delivering her schedule, a copy of "The Daily Prophet," and a small package from Lupin.
He'd written her a note wishing her a note wishing her good luck, and had enclosed a silver necklace with a wolf and panther charm. The wolf for Lupin and the panther for Magentra's uncommon and extraordinary ability to turn into one.
The rest of the day was quite confusing. Hogwarts had over a hundred staircases with minds of their own and doors that acted likewise. Some staircases had dsappearing steps one had to remember to hop over and some changed around and led to five different corridors, depending on the time of day. A few staircases even led to certain doors except on certain days, and some doors only took you places on a certain day or week such as the door down the fifth floor corridor that took you to the library every day but the third Sunday of the month.
Needless to say Magentra and Leah-Jade were late for every class except potions since one only had to keep going downward to find the dungeons. To her relief, the day was a Friday, ment for explaining rules and the course of study for the year, and since the real classes didn't exactly start until Monday, Snape didn't even bother to teach the class. Instead, the students whispered, talked, threw spit-balls (Fred and George) and even ate snacks they'd brought along to pass the time with. Leah-Jade and Magentra sat together and spent the time coming up with experimental spells to try on King Sir, who'd rode down to the classroom on Magentra's shoulder.
After classes and a long supper Magentra retreated to Gryffindor tower and up to her room. Weary from spending hours listening to the rules for all of her classes, and going on very little sleep, Magentra flopped on her four-poster and didn't awake til the next morning.
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Needless to say it's rather easy to see the first couple days at Hogwarts weren't much to talk about. Due to the lack of classes, Magentra became good friends with Leah-Jade over endless games of exploding snap, gob stones and wizards chess. Leah-Jade's owl kept them company as they roamed the castle, but now did so as a shocking shade of cyan blue thanks to one of Magentra's experimental spells. The only apparent side effects were increased feather growth, to where he looked like a large blue beach ball, and an immense fear of people holding wands. Besides playing games, the two friends spent quite a bit of time running from Fred and George, who took a liking to Magentra after her involvement in their funeral march at the feast and seemed to be quite bent on playing every practical joke on Magentra they could think of including sending her a bright pink heart during breakfast that sang obnoxiously loud and bewitching her shampoo to streak her almost-black hair a suprisingly good cyan blue. Mage wouldn't be had though and got back by enlisting Leah-Jade's help in placing buckets over the common room door that drenched the twins and turned their hair a neon green when they entered the tower. The four became inseparable. Finally, the following Monday, the official start of class arrived. Pimpernel had woke up Saturday morning with the flu, and though better thanks to Magentra's potions making ability, was not in the mood to do anything but sleep, so instead of Pimpernel's usual wake up call, Magentra received one from King Sir.
"Ow! KINNNGGGG!! STOP!" she yelled, waking to find King pecking her face and flapping the water from his dew covered feathers all over her.
Alicia jolted awake "Whassamatter?" she asked groggily.
"Nothing..." Mage stroked the owl's feathers and gave him some water.
Soon, Anjelina, Katie and Jambasia were awake as well, changing out of pajamas and into robes, combing hair and brushing teeth, while trying to rub the sleep out of their eyes.
Magentra put quills, books, ink and parchment into her bag. Intricately braiding her waist length hair she hurried from the tower and started down the stairs with LJ who'd been waiting for almost an hour.
At breakfast the twins were mischevious, LJ was jumpy and Percy couldn't stop asking questions. "Are you nervous?" he chattered over bowls of porridge, his natural big brother instincts kicking in when Mage, Ron, Fred, George or LJ came around.
"A bit" she replied, swallowing a spoonful of the sweetened meal, "Snape worries me the most."
"Don't worry," cut in George, "You've got classes with us and the Ravenclaws, so if he starts yelling, Fred, LJ and I will cook up a distraction."
Mage grinned.
As soon as the plates cleared, Magentra headed off to her classes. Today's scheduele was Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, Charms, Transfiguration, a flying lesson with the first years in the afternoon and Snape's potions class to finish off the day. Magentra couldn't have been more ill prepared.
In transfiguration, Mcgonagall made Mage demonstrate her ability to turn into a panther, which got her bonus points with the guys but made all the girls except Leah-Jade, scared of her.
Charms was rather uneventful, and Magentra spent half of Arithmancy elbowing Alicia to keep her from falling asleep and getting points taken from Gryffindor, making a note to bring lots of quills and parchment to keep her occupied in future classes.
The day half over, Magentra ate a quick lunch of sandwiches, tarts and juice before heading outside for her flying lesson which had been moved to one o'clock.
The only third year in a class of first year Slytherins and Gryffindors, Magentra felt very out of place. Assembling in two lines facing each other, Madam Hooch, a stern faced witch with golden yellow eyes, messy grey hair and a serious disposition, handed out a trove of ancient, shooting-star brooms and began barking orders.
"Class, settle down," she ordered, "Put your hand over your broom and shout up!"
The result was hardly successful.
Hermione's, Ron's and several others' brooms flopped around on the ground. A couple, including Magentra's and Harry's slowly made their way to their hands.
"Class," Madam Hooch continued, "Mount your brooms!"
Impatiently, Magentra swung her leg over her broom, waiting for the next direction. All of a sudden she heard screaming.
"Help! Help me! Get me DOWN!"
Magentra jerked her head up and saw Neville Longbottom rising into the air on his broom, quite helpless to stop it.
Madam Hooch raised her wand, but Neville was moving too fast for her to stop it.
"Neville Longbottom!" shouted Madam Hooch, "Come back down here!"
The Slytherins giggled wickedly at Neville's misfortune while the Gryffindors stared in Horror.
Neville's broom barrel rolled over the courtyard and circled the north tower, banging into the tower wall as it went. All the while Neville kept shouting for someone to get him down.
Neville's broom dipped and looped over a large statue holding a spear and sharply dove towards the ground, catching the edge of Nevilles robes as it did so. Neville was left hanging thirty feet in the air, helpless to do anything about it, while his broom sped off towards the forbidden forrest.
A ripping noise sounded ominously as his robes ripped, and he fell. Catching his robes on a spiked sconce, he stopped and dangled 15 feet in the air, before finally crashing to the ground.
Madam Hooch ran over with the class to give Neville a hand up, gasping at Neville's strangly angled wrist.
"Tsk, Tsk, a broken wrist. Well, off to the hospital wing," she helped Neville up and began to take him off to the medical ward. Glancing over her shoulder she frowned at the unruly class, "Stay off those brooms or I'll have you expelled before you can say Quidditch."
As soon as Madam Hooch disappeared into the castle the Slytherins burst out laughing.
"Did you see his face?" sneered Malfroy, "The bloke was all teary eyed. I'm surprised he didn't wet himself."
"Leave Neville alone," growled Harry through clenched teeth. Malfroy noticed a shiny glass ball lying on the ground and picked it up.
Remembralls were transparent, glass orbs that filled with red smoke when you forgot something. Quite useful for Neville who forgot everything.
"Why Neville's dropped his Remembrall," Malfroy sniggered. The Slytherins were candy-apple red with laughter. Grinning evilly, Malfroy tossed into the air and smirked, "I'll just have to leave it somewhere where he can find it," he swung his leg over the side of his broom and pushed off, "Like the roof."
The Slytherins were laughing so hard, tears were streaming down their faces and half were doubled over, turning every colour from green to purple.
Enraged, Harry started yelling things at Malfroy that he wouldn't've dared to say in front of Madam Hooch. Before Magentra could stop him, Harry was on his broom, flying at Malfroy and Hermione was yelling something about him being on his way to expulsion.
Magentra shook her head, the term had barely started and already she was saving Harry from danger. Cursing at her her luck, Magentra swung her leg over her broom and pulled up on the handle. Rising into the air at a quick pace, she smacked straight into Malfroy, missing the Remembrall and almost knocking him off his broom. Harry dove to grab it and almost fell as well.
Malfroy suddenly got a wicked idea. Before Magentra could stop him he tossed it up in the air, "If you want it so badly Potter," he hurled it at the castle "go and get it then."
Both Harry and Magentra stook off like a shot. Determined to catch it, Harry reached out and caught it before it could hit the castle wall. However, in the process of doing so, the broom bucked and sent Harry flying. Magentra dove and caught his hand before he could smash into the ground. Lowering him to safety, she set off to retrieve his broom which had been well on its way to the forbidden forest. Just as she landed triumphently on the ground, Progessor Mcgonagall came storming out of the castle. "Harry Potter and Magentra Rose Lupin," she said grimly, "follow me."