After Potions class, I was pretty pissed off. I mean, what's Snape's
PROBLEM?
"Grrrrr. Why is Snape such an idiot?" I asked over my salami sandwich at lunchtime.
"He's got a bludger up his arse, that's his problem." Answered Dean. I had noticed in
Potions that Dean had had to answer a lot of questions too.
"I fell asleep in his class last year, so he's especially hard on me" Added Dean. Ahhh. That's why.
"Don't worry about it Abbey. I'm sure he'll stop picking on you eventually." Said Lavender. "And actually, could I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Who's Madonna?"
"Yeah, and who is Nelly Furtado? She's on the cover of this one." Parvati said, pointing to the cover of one of the magazines I leant the two girls this morning.
"Oooh. Look at him. He's cute. Who's he?" asked Padma, who had come over to talk to her sister.
"That's Josh Hartnett. Isn't he hot? My cousin has the hugest crush on him, but he already has a girlfriend."
Then I turned to Lavender and Parvati.
"Madonna and Nelly Furtado are both muggle singers. I can tell you more later. When do we have free time? You can listen to a couple of their songs. And I can tell you about other bands I like. Okay?"
"Sure." Answered Parvati and Lavender together.
I grinned. Now I can set up my laptop.
As I walked out of the Great Hall with Parvati, I looked at my timetable to see what class I had next.
"I have Arithmancy. Do have it too?"
"No, I have Divination."
"Okay. I'll just go up to the dorm to get my books. Do you know who else has Arithmancy with me?"
"I think Hermione does, but she's already gone to class."
"Okay, I'll find the class by myself."
"See you then."
"Bye."
I walked up to the dorm slowly. I still had about 10 minutes and I was sure that the teacher wouldn't mind if I was a couple minutes late. I wasn't really looking forward to this class. My average math mark in my old school wasn't all that great. I got to the dorm and picked up my Arithmancy books and headed out the portrait door. As I walked along the corridors, I wondered who I could ask for directions. I popped a Nicorete gum into my mouth.
I have a confession to make. I've been smoking since I was in grade 7. Anyway, I know it's horrible and wrong and gross and addictive and all that, but everyone was doing it. Anyway, I figured that I probably shouldn't smoke at Hogwarts. So I'm quitting. And the best way to do that is to use this gum. So far I've been really good. Plus there's no temptation here. I don't think wizards and witches sell cigarettes and no one here is a smoker, as far as I know.
Anyway, I looked around for other students. The trouble was, there was none. I looked for about 10 minutes. I glanced at my watch. I was already 5 minutes late. I guess all the students showed up on time at this school. I started randomly looking in class room doors, but I couldn't find the damn class. I started to get frustrated. Why were there so many god-damn rooms in this place? And the staircases are always moving. I got lost in about 15 minutes. I didn't know where I was. Nothing looked familiar, but I don't think I was very high up. I remembered what Harry had said on the train here about how there was secret passages and stuff like that here.
So I felt along the walls, and sure enough I found a passage hidden behind a carpet hanging on the wall. I stepped behind it and started walking along the dark passage. I couldn't see a lot, and I wished I had a flashlight. After about 5 minutes of walking along that scary passage, I started to get claustrophobic and panicky. I really shouldn't have gone down here.
"Calm down", I ordered myself. "It'll be over in a sec". God I wished I had a cigarette. Finally, I came to the end of the passage and felt a carpet thingy. I pushed my way out of the stuffy secret hall thing and found myself in the Entrance Hall.
Thank God. I decided to go outside for a moment to take a rest. I walked around for a bit and leaned against a huge log on the shore beside the lake. I let out a sound of frustration.
"I want a cigarette!" I half-screamed.
"Well, you just could have asked politely", sneered a voice from the other side of log.
"Gahhhh!" I screamed.
I turned around and there was that asshole Malfig.
"You surprised me." I told him.
"I know." He relplied. "That's why I did it."
He is so annoying . "Look, do you have a cigarette?" I asked exasperatingly. I didn't care. I had just been in a traumatic experience.sort of.
"Not for you."
"Fine. What do you want for it?" I asked.
"I was joking loser. Here." He handed me a cigarette.
I lit it and leaned next to Malfig or Malfoy or whatever his name is.
"What are you doing out here, Mary Sue?" he asked. "Shouldn't you be inside like a good little girl?"
"Shut up. I got lost on my way to Arithmancy.plus I really didn't feel like doing math."
"Well, that makes two of us. And I really didn't feel like being in the same class as Granger. She's annoyed me enough today."
"What are you talking about? Who's Granger? Is he in Slytherin?"
"No you stupid girl, it's Hermione."
"Ohhhh." I paused. "She's not that bad. I think she should lay off all the studying though. I don't think it's healthy."
"You can say that again. She thinks she's so perfect."
"Look dude: She. Is. Not. That. Bad. I think she's really nice, and any way I don't want to talk about people behind their backs. It's dumb."
"Whatever you say, Mary Sue."
"Stop calling me that! My name is Abbey!"
I walked away, putting a mint in my mouth and spraying on my vanilla perfume. Malfoy was such an asshole.
I went back up to my dorm and found a seventh year student reading a textbook. I asked him for directions to the Arithmancy class. I glanced at my watch and saw their was only 25 minutes left in the class. I decided to run 'cause I figured I had missed enough already. As I ran into the room, everyone looked up from their work.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm sorry." I said, a little out of breath.
"Excuse me, miss-?" The teacher asked.
"Abbey."
"Have you looked at the time? What do you think you're doing coming in to class this late?"
"Look, I'm really sorry," I replied. "I got really lost. I had to find someone to ask for directions, and there was no one around."
"Yes, because they are all in class. Where YOU should have been. Next time ask for directions before you come to class. Now please sit down."
I sank into the nearest seat, beside Hermione.
"Hey Hermione. What's this teacher's name again?"
"It's Professor Vector. But shhhh. The lessons almost over."
Okee-dokke. As the last 20 minutes of the class went by I started to realize that this was going to be one of the most boring classes on my schedule. Math is totally not my thing. I get so confused and then I just drift off into dreamland.I wonder what my friends were doing right now? Hmm.
"Abbey!" Hermione hissed at me. "The lesson's over."
"Oh!" I jumped back to reality and bumped my knee on the desk. Hard. "Owwww."
"Your eyes were glazed over. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I was just daydreaming. Are the classes this bad, or what?"
"Actually, I thought it was fascinating. This is my favorite class."
Hmmmm. Okay.
"Umm. Well that's cool. What class do you have next?" I asked trying to find my schedule in my cluttered bag.
"It's Care of Magical Creatures. Do you have that too? We can walk together so you don't get lost." Hermione smiled at me.
"Thanks." I said gratefully. "Is this class cool? I've never seen a real Magical Creature before. Are they like Dragons and Unicorns and stuff like that?"
"Yeah, but we don't get to see that kind of thing, since they're too dangerous. But the class is sometimes good. The teacher is Hagrid, Groundkeeper, and he's really nice, although HUGE. He's half-giant, but that doesn't matter at all. The only problem is that he always wants to have dangerous animals as pets. In our first year, he tried to keep a dragon! It was a disaster. The dragon even bit Ron in the hand and it swelled up really badly."
"Wow. Um, where are we going? Isn't this the Entrance Hall?"
"Oh. The class is outside. Near Hagrid's hut."
"That's cool."
I followed her outside and across the grass over to a hut where a whole bunch of students were gathered including, unfortunately, Malfoy.
"Hey Mary Sue! Find your way to class?" He sneered.
An idea came into my head, so I walked over to the stupid guy.
Hermione glanced at me questioningly, but I rolled my eyes at her as I walked over to Malfoy.
"Look Malfoy, you idiot, I have a question to ask you."
"Really? And I'm supposed to be interested?"
"Yeah, 'cause it involves you and you're so self-absorbed, that's the only thing that interests you."
"Look. I can curse you at any second, so make it quick."
"Whatever. You have cigarettes. I don't. I have absolutely no idea where to get them in the Wizarding world, so how 'bout I pay you for you cigarettes? What's your price?"
"Fine. 5 sickles per pack."
"Great" I scowled. "Here you go", I said, pulling out some of the money mum had given me before I left. Malfoy handed me a pack of cigarettes, and I walked away, without looking back.
As I approached Hermione and the boys, I saw them whispering together.
"Hey, you guys. What's up."
"Nothing." Ron said quickly. "So you're friends with Malfoy", he asked with clear hatred in his voice."
"Yeah right" I scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. He's the biggest asshole I've ever met. I just needed to ask him something."
"Okay" Said Ron, still looking unsatisfied.
"Look, if I go over to him right now and punch him in the face, will you believe me?"
Harry laughed. "Yeah, that'd be fantastic."
The rest of the lesson went fine and when I went to bed that night, I was feeling like I could get used to this place very quickly. It wasn't half- bad, and being a witch was crazy-amazing.
"Grrrrr. Why is Snape such an idiot?" I asked over my salami sandwich at lunchtime.
"He's got a bludger up his arse, that's his problem." Answered Dean. I had noticed in
Potions that Dean had had to answer a lot of questions too.
"I fell asleep in his class last year, so he's especially hard on me" Added Dean. Ahhh. That's why.
"Don't worry about it Abbey. I'm sure he'll stop picking on you eventually." Said Lavender. "And actually, could I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Who's Madonna?"
"Yeah, and who is Nelly Furtado? She's on the cover of this one." Parvati said, pointing to the cover of one of the magazines I leant the two girls this morning.
"Oooh. Look at him. He's cute. Who's he?" asked Padma, who had come over to talk to her sister.
"That's Josh Hartnett. Isn't he hot? My cousin has the hugest crush on him, but he already has a girlfriend."
Then I turned to Lavender and Parvati.
"Madonna and Nelly Furtado are both muggle singers. I can tell you more later. When do we have free time? You can listen to a couple of their songs. And I can tell you about other bands I like. Okay?"
"Sure." Answered Parvati and Lavender together.
I grinned. Now I can set up my laptop.
As I walked out of the Great Hall with Parvati, I looked at my timetable to see what class I had next.
"I have Arithmancy. Do have it too?"
"No, I have Divination."
"Okay. I'll just go up to the dorm to get my books. Do you know who else has Arithmancy with me?"
"I think Hermione does, but she's already gone to class."
"Okay, I'll find the class by myself."
"See you then."
"Bye."
I walked up to the dorm slowly. I still had about 10 minutes and I was sure that the teacher wouldn't mind if I was a couple minutes late. I wasn't really looking forward to this class. My average math mark in my old school wasn't all that great. I got to the dorm and picked up my Arithmancy books and headed out the portrait door. As I walked along the corridors, I wondered who I could ask for directions. I popped a Nicorete gum into my mouth.
I have a confession to make. I've been smoking since I was in grade 7. Anyway, I know it's horrible and wrong and gross and addictive and all that, but everyone was doing it. Anyway, I figured that I probably shouldn't smoke at Hogwarts. So I'm quitting. And the best way to do that is to use this gum. So far I've been really good. Plus there's no temptation here. I don't think wizards and witches sell cigarettes and no one here is a smoker, as far as I know.
Anyway, I looked around for other students. The trouble was, there was none. I looked for about 10 minutes. I glanced at my watch. I was already 5 minutes late. I guess all the students showed up on time at this school. I started randomly looking in class room doors, but I couldn't find the damn class. I started to get frustrated. Why were there so many god-damn rooms in this place? And the staircases are always moving. I got lost in about 15 minutes. I didn't know where I was. Nothing looked familiar, but I don't think I was very high up. I remembered what Harry had said on the train here about how there was secret passages and stuff like that here.
So I felt along the walls, and sure enough I found a passage hidden behind a carpet hanging on the wall. I stepped behind it and started walking along the dark passage. I couldn't see a lot, and I wished I had a flashlight. After about 5 minutes of walking along that scary passage, I started to get claustrophobic and panicky. I really shouldn't have gone down here.
"Calm down", I ordered myself. "It'll be over in a sec". God I wished I had a cigarette. Finally, I came to the end of the passage and felt a carpet thingy. I pushed my way out of the stuffy secret hall thing and found myself in the Entrance Hall.
Thank God. I decided to go outside for a moment to take a rest. I walked around for a bit and leaned against a huge log on the shore beside the lake. I let out a sound of frustration.
"I want a cigarette!" I half-screamed.
"Well, you just could have asked politely", sneered a voice from the other side of log.
"Gahhhh!" I screamed.
I turned around and there was that asshole Malfig.
"You surprised me." I told him.
"I know." He relplied. "That's why I did it."
He is so annoying . "Look, do you have a cigarette?" I asked exasperatingly. I didn't care. I had just been in a traumatic experience.sort of.
"Not for you."
"Fine. What do you want for it?" I asked.
"I was joking loser. Here." He handed me a cigarette.
I lit it and leaned next to Malfig or Malfoy or whatever his name is.
"What are you doing out here, Mary Sue?" he asked. "Shouldn't you be inside like a good little girl?"
"Shut up. I got lost on my way to Arithmancy.plus I really didn't feel like doing math."
"Well, that makes two of us. And I really didn't feel like being in the same class as Granger. She's annoyed me enough today."
"What are you talking about? Who's Granger? Is he in Slytherin?"
"No you stupid girl, it's Hermione."
"Ohhhh." I paused. "She's not that bad. I think she should lay off all the studying though. I don't think it's healthy."
"You can say that again. She thinks she's so perfect."
"Look dude: She. Is. Not. That. Bad. I think she's really nice, and any way I don't want to talk about people behind their backs. It's dumb."
"Whatever you say, Mary Sue."
"Stop calling me that! My name is Abbey!"
I walked away, putting a mint in my mouth and spraying on my vanilla perfume. Malfoy was such an asshole.
I went back up to my dorm and found a seventh year student reading a textbook. I asked him for directions to the Arithmancy class. I glanced at my watch and saw their was only 25 minutes left in the class. I decided to run 'cause I figured I had missed enough already. As I ran into the room, everyone looked up from their work.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm sorry." I said, a little out of breath.
"Excuse me, miss-?" The teacher asked.
"Abbey."
"Have you looked at the time? What do you think you're doing coming in to class this late?"
"Look, I'm really sorry," I replied. "I got really lost. I had to find someone to ask for directions, and there was no one around."
"Yes, because they are all in class. Where YOU should have been. Next time ask for directions before you come to class. Now please sit down."
I sank into the nearest seat, beside Hermione.
"Hey Hermione. What's this teacher's name again?"
"It's Professor Vector. But shhhh. The lessons almost over."
Okee-dokke. As the last 20 minutes of the class went by I started to realize that this was going to be one of the most boring classes on my schedule. Math is totally not my thing. I get so confused and then I just drift off into dreamland.I wonder what my friends were doing right now? Hmm.
"Abbey!" Hermione hissed at me. "The lesson's over."
"Oh!" I jumped back to reality and bumped my knee on the desk. Hard. "Owwww."
"Your eyes were glazed over. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I was just daydreaming. Are the classes this bad, or what?"
"Actually, I thought it was fascinating. This is my favorite class."
Hmmmm. Okay.
"Umm. Well that's cool. What class do you have next?" I asked trying to find my schedule in my cluttered bag.
"It's Care of Magical Creatures. Do you have that too? We can walk together so you don't get lost." Hermione smiled at me.
"Thanks." I said gratefully. "Is this class cool? I've never seen a real Magical Creature before. Are they like Dragons and Unicorns and stuff like that?"
"Yeah, but we don't get to see that kind of thing, since they're too dangerous. But the class is sometimes good. The teacher is Hagrid, Groundkeeper, and he's really nice, although HUGE. He's half-giant, but that doesn't matter at all. The only problem is that he always wants to have dangerous animals as pets. In our first year, he tried to keep a dragon! It was a disaster. The dragon even bit Ron in the hand and it swelled up really badly."
"Wow. Um, where are we going? Isn't this the Entrance Hall?"
"Oh. The class is outside. Near Hagrid's hut."
"That's cool."
I followed her outside and across the grass over to a hut where a whole bunch of students were gathered including, unfortunately, Malfoy.
"Hey Mary Sue! Find your way to class?" He sneered.
An idea came into my head, so I walked over to the stupid guy.
Hermione glanced at me questioningly, but I rolled my eyes at her as I walked over to Malfoy.
"Look Malfoy, you idiot, I have a question to ask you."
"Really? And I'm supposed to be interested?"
"Yeah, 'cause it involves you and you're so self-absorbed, that's the only thing that interests you."
"Look. I can curse you at any second, so make it quick."
"Whatever. You have cigarettes. I don't. I have absolutely no idea where to get them in the Wizarding world, so how 'bout I pay you for you cigarettes? What's your price?"
"Fine. 5 sickles per pack."
"Great" I scowled. "Here you go", I said, pulling out some of the money mum had given me before I left. Malfoy handed me a pack of cigarettes, and I walked away, without looking back.
As I approached Hermione and the boys, I saw them whispering together.
"Hey, you guys. What's up."
"Nothing." Ron said quickly. "So you're friends with Malfoy", he asked with clear hatred in his voice."
"Yeah right" I scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. He's the biggest asshole I've ever met. I just needed to ask him something."
"Okay" Said Ron, still looking unsatisfied.
"Look, if I go over to him right now and punch him in the face, will you believe me?"
Harry laughed. "Yeah, that'd be fantastic."
The rest of the lesson went fine and when I went to bed that night, I was feeling like I could get used to this place very quickly. It wasn't half- bad, and being a witch was crazy-amazing.