Chapter 6: Milpreve

'Come on, I don't want to be late!' Hermione squealed as everybody was heading to Defense Against the Dark Arts on their first lesson of the year. When Hermione entered the classroom, her face changed from happiness into utter disgust. Courtney, Harry, Ron and Cedric soon followed her gesture.

'What are you doing here, Malfoy?' Courtney spat.

Malfoy smirked. 'Same as you, Granger. I'm here, along with Cozette, for the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.'

'Since when is he in our class?' Hermione hissed. 'Oh, this is just wrong. Sick and wrong!'

'Oh, eez it?' a very heavy French accent answered. It was the girl that Malfoy was staring at yesterday, Cozette Evelle. She looked remarkably like Malfoy. She had blonde hair, but not as blonde his. She was definitely a snob. 'Well, I don't theenk zat it is. I theenk zat Draco is very nice.'

'He's only nice 'cuz she's hot.' Ron muttered loud enough for everyone to hear. The Gryffindors burst out laughing at this. Malfoy blushed, but you couldn't really tell. At this point, Professor Wood entered the room and he told everyone to sit down. 'Um, I think I'll start with roll call, I guess.' He pulled out some parchment. 'Gryffindor first. Anastaz, Tatiana?'

'Here.'

'Brown, Lavender?'

'Here.'

'Centoire, Renee?'

'Here.'

'Cerulean, Neryssa?'

'Here.'

'Felport, Chelsea?'

'Here.'

'Finnigan, Seamus?'

'Here.'

'Granger, Cedric?'

'Here.'

'Granger, Courtney?' Professor Wood smiled, expecting something amusing.

'Dobby the House-Elf!!!" Courtney shouted. Everyone laughed. Hermione scowled.

'Okay, then. Granger, Hermione?'

'Here.'

'L'Etoile, Lisette?'

'Here.'

'Lian, Tamara?'

'Here.'

'Longbottom, Neville?'

'H-here.'

'McGuire, Dylan?'

'Here.'

'Meira, Lana?'

'Here.'

'Meira, Lara?'

'Here.'

'Meira, Lindsay?'

'Here.'

'Patil, Parvati?'

'Here.'

'Potter, Harry.'

'Hi!'

'Hi, Harry. Riddle, Veronica?'

'Jello.'

'Riddle, Viviana?

'Pizza.'

'Thomas, Dean?'

'Here.'

'Weasley, Ron?'

'Quidditch!!'

'Reminds me of my cousin,' Wood said thoughtfully. 'Huh. Okay, now to the Slytherins. Alii, Laurel?'

'Here.'

'Beale, Drake?'

'Here.'

'Bulstrode, Millicent?'

'Here.'

'Crabbe, Vincent?'

'What?'

'Just say here, you idiot.' Malfoy hissed at his 'body guard.'

'Oh, here.'

'Darc, Maren?'

'Here.'

'Degage, Joellyn?'

'Here.'

'Delphine, Nyree?'

'Here.'

'Edan, Brooke?'

'Here.'

'Evelle, Cozette?'

'C'est la vie.'

'Goyle, Gregory?'

'Um... here..'

'Malfoy, Draco?'

'Pureblood.'

'Meanoile, Yvonne?'

'Here.'

'Parkinson, Pansy?'

'Here.'

'Shark, Mano?'

'Here.'

'Zabini, Blaise?'

'Here.'

'Good. Everybody's here.' Wood put the parchment away and pulled out his book. 'Everybody take out your books and turn to page 31.' There was a rustle as everybody took their books out and turned to page 31. Courtney gasped when she saw her necklace in the book.

'Today we will be learning about Druids, Merlin, and Morgan le Fay. Does anybody want to read the first paragraph?'

Hermione raised her head and began to read. "Some say that the source of Morgan le Fay and Merlin's power was their milpreves. A milpreve is a druid stone; some call them eggs of the world serpent. All druids in and before Morgan le Fay's time had them. Fays also possessed these magical stones. They are usually an interesting shade of blue."

Courtney's head was swirling. She had a milpreve? A druid stone? Did that mean she wasn't a witch, buy a fay? 'Okay, I need some help now.' She whispered to herself.