I woke up the next morning to the alarm clock of Harmony. It was finally time to start the classes. We got up and made our way to the Great Hall. Halfway through breakfast, Kris Kringle stood up. "Attention! Today, we start classes, as you all know. As soon as your done, I expect you to be in your classes by nine and ready to start," he cleared his throat and continued. "I'm want to introduce all to our janitor, Nicole Medlin. Not only will she be keeping our school clean, but she'll also be enforcing the rules." He pointed to a woman with long brown hair and a cat next to her. "You may continue with you eating now," Kringle said as he sat back down. "When do we have class with Hufflepuffs?" Jeremy asked as he was eating his eggs. I removed my schedule from my bag and scanned it. "Period five and six!" I said excitedly. "Back to Back," Carmen and I had more classes together than I expected we would. "Yes!" Jeremy said a little loudly. He turned red and stared down at his plate. Harmony was staring at Jeremy again like she was most of the time. And it was obvious that Jeremy liked Carmen. I didn't know how Carmen felt, though, to be honest. I guessed I'd find out during fifth and sixth period. We walked out together at a quarter til nine and got in the class room right before class started. I tried to site next to Harmony but she sat next to Jeremy. Harry and Rod were together so Sarah and I sat at a table as the Proffessor I recognized as Smitty walked in from her closet. "Welcome, young Gryffindors, to Transfiguration/Charms. I'm Proffessor Smitty and I'll be teaching you this year." said the elderly woman. She began to take roll. She told us that this was like our homeroom class. Whenever there were important annoucements, this would be the class we would hear it in and that she was the head of the Gryffindor House for first through third years. "Those of your trying out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, tryouts will be held after period six. Just make sure you are ready beforehand so they can start tryouts promptly." she mentioned. Now get this, she gave us homework. We had to read the fisrt chapter in our Transfiguartion book and write a paragraph on the process of changing rocks inot lumps of sugar. "Why would anyone want sugr made of rocks?" complained Rod as we walked out of the door. "You'd be surprised," Harry said. "My mom used to do that when we were, uh, a little short on supplies," "You mean, when you were poor," The group of Slytherins joined us to our next class, with was Potions. Daniel had said that remark. "Can it , ok? We're sick of your mouth." I told him. A few of his friends laughed. "She told you, Dan," one guy said and Daniel slapped him in the back of his head. He glared at me as he put his arm around Sarah Kamsel. "They're perfect for each other," Jeremy whispered in my ear as I giggled. I received a death glare from Harmony. I guess she wanted Jeremy to whisper in her ear too. We entered the class. There was an old man standing there already. Waiting for us. "To insure that none of you talk during my class," siad the man before we even sat down, "I will be putting boy/girl and next to someone in a different house that you." We all groaned but that didn't seem to change his mind. He took out a sheet of paper and began calling names. "Damon and Xavier, Ranken and Kamsel, Farger and Mayfol, Tyson and O'Donald, Williams and Michaels, Foruhee and Cunnings, Openque and Bessa, Potter and Breeman, Tisley and Duncan, Evans and Swane, Doe and Visbeen, Lewis and Henry, Ellings and Noul, Snow and Jewls," he called out while pointing to tables as he called out the pairs. I found myself in the middle row next to that hot guy from sorting, Ross O'Donald. I had to feel sorry for Harmony. She was next to Mayfol. "I am Proffessor Snape and I have been teaching Potions since probably before your parents were born. In fact, if you parents were magic," he looked at Harmony, "Than they probably had me and I know of at least one person whose grandfather had me." Proffessor Snape walked over to Harry and stop. "I hope you are nothing like any of your ancestors," whispered Snape loudly to Harry. I thought that was pretty mean. "Well, I'm sure its better to be like his ancestors than to be like you," I said and covered my mouth as soon as it came out. He wobbled over to me and stuck his face right in front of mine. "Your lucky I'm feeling good today or that would've been five huindred points from Gryffindor." he said as I gagged. His breath smelled like he hadn't brushed since he started to teach. I told that to Ross who snickered. Snape obviously heard him and turned his head towards our table. "Is something funny, Mr. O'Donald?" "Duh, I wouldn't be laughing if something wasn't funny," Ross said as the whole class started to laugh. Snape glared at us and decided it would be time to start our lesson. "Oh boy," muttered Ross. "He's gonna give the speech," I don't know how Ross knew what was gonna happened but I really didn't care right then, because I noticed that Ross's voice was American. That's a definate three of us so far. "You are here to learn`the subtle science and exact art of potion- making," he began. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't except you will really understand the beaty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes," "He's right," Ross said quickly. "I will never understand," Snape continued, "I don't expect you to understand the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnarling the senses...I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death - if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach," He stopped talking, indicating that his little speech was over. Ross burst into an applause and started to cheer sarcastically.. "Bravo! Excellant! Encore, Encore!" He stood up and continued his clapping.

"That had to be the most interesting speech I've ever heard," Ross continued with a sardonic tone. The rest of the class went into laughter into Snape yelled, "Silence!" He turned to Ross. "I would expect better out of a Slytherin, O'Donald," "Tyson," Snape called rather suddenly and it made me jump up. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel ro an infusion of wormwood?" Usually, I would've paniced at a question like this but remember when I was looking at my books on the jumbo jet? I was looking at a potions' book. "A sleeping potion. It is known as the Draught of the Living Dead," I answer as I smiled smuggly at Snape. He looked rather disapointed as he scanned the room for another victim. "Potter, where would you find a bezoar?" I glanced back at Harry who thought a bit and then spoke, "Inside a goat's stomach," I promise I heard Snape swear as he scanned the room again. "O'Donald," Snape whispered slowly. "Yeah?" Ross called as he sat up in his chair and listened closely. "The difference between monkshood and wolfsbane is..." Snape waited for Ross to finish the sentence. "There isn't a difference?" guessed Ross as he looked up hopefully. Snape sighed and took a seat behind his desk. "Open your books to page 5 and start to work on the potion there," he said. It was a potion to cure hiccups. Ross got out his cauldron and ingredients and we started to work. We worked in silence mostly, I know I talked to him that first time but now I was sort of shy. I think I was taking a fancy to him. For you American readers, I think I was starting to crush on him. He was cute, funny, and I don't know, nice I guess. Finally, Snape dismissed class. Luckily for us, the Slytherin's had to go in a completely different direction. "I hate that boy," Harmony cried as soon as we were out of earshot of the Slytherins. "He kept taunting me the WHOLE lesson," "I sat next to Sarah Kamsel. I sat next to Sarh Kamsel," said Tim in a sing-song type voice, like he expected us to be jealous or something. "The guy next to me told me that he thought we were sitting boy/girl. When I told him I was a girl, he laughed," complained Robbi. In fact, almost everyone had a complaint, except me a Sarah. "Harry Cunnings is really nice. He's from Ireland too. He's from Ballycastle," explained Sarah. No one except me wanted to here it. "Jacie Michaels only talked about boys. About that's the onl reason she wanted to be in Slytherin and judging by my looks, I should be in Slytherin." sighed Jeremy as we entered, "Wand Math" with the Ravenclaws. Jeremy scanned the room and ran up to a short boy. "Jacie told me to tell you that she's having a great time and she's glad she finally got away from you," siad Jeremy. The boy didn't seem pleased about that. "Tell her this," the boy stuck up his middle finger. Jeremy stepped back and rejoined us. "The girl who I sat next to wanted me to deliver a message to her twin brother, Otto, " explained Jeremy. We took our seats as a middle-aged man came in and stood in front of us. "I'm Proffessor Turner and I'll be teaching Wand Math. Wand Math is an important subject. You need it to analyse spells, measure out Potion ingredients, and for basic everyda wizarding life," the man said. He scanned the class and looked straight at a Ravenclaw boy. "John White, is that correct?" the boy nodded. "Tell me, do your parents use wand math a lot?" The boy nodded. "On there magic bills," Turner nodded and took a seat behind his desk, "Read the first chapter and do the problems at the end. We will go over this more tommorow," he said. By then I was getting hungry and could barely concentrate on my work. We were going over Properties of Spells. Each spell could have a maximum of ten of each coponent. The most powerful spells, had an even mixture of each. Then it taught us how do figure out how much of each coponent was in a spell using math. I got only ten of the twenty-fove problems done. Harmony finished them all. When class was over ,I heard an interesting converation. "She called me ugly. I can't believe her," I recognized the voice as Jamie Snow's. "Who did?" I asked when I should've been minding my own business. "You did," Jamie said sharply and then added, "*very rude word*" My temper rose and I could feel my ears getting hot. I slowly reached for my wand. "Come on, Chanelle," Harry said as he pulled me away from the group. I could've hurt him right then. He noticed the look on my face and said, "Aren't you hungry? Look, there are the Hufflepuffs," I saw Carmen's face and a group of people behind her. She walkng next o Jeremy and they were deep in conversation. "Those Slytherins are so evil," I heard Carmen say. "I had to sit next to Xavier Xavier in Potions and he's just like Daniel Mayfol...except he's butt ugly," "Hey Carmen," I said as I walked up next to her. "Hi," she said quickly before turning her attention back to Jeremy. I sighed. When were these to going ot make out. It was obviously now that Carmen liked Jeremy. She kept on "accidently" touching her hand against his. At lunch, I don't know how they did it, but Carmen managed to eat with us without getting caught. Jeremy had his "accidents" too. He put his hand on her leg when she was sitting down. "Oops," he said when she looked down at his hand. "I thought that was the pole," I looked at him as to say , "Bull," "You know," Jeremy added. "The pole that holds up the table," Harmony, Sarah, and I rolled our eyes while Carmen just smile at him. I finished lunch early and hung out at the Multi-Commons Room with the gang, well all the gang except Jeremy and Carmen. They had disapeared somewhere. But I figured I would see Jeremy at P.E. The next class on out schedule.