The four of the wolfed down their lunch so fast, they were in and out of the Hall in no time. They had Defense Against the Dark Arts next, Sirius' first lesson. They went all the way back up to Gryffindor tower to collect the book bags, but decided to wait for a while before they left; it was probably too early to go to class. They talked excitedly and guessed what they would do for their first lesson, while they sat, waiting anxiously in the common room. "I wonder if we'll be doing review, or if he'll just start us off with something completely new?" said Ron thoughtfully, "Yeah... As long as we don't have another Fairy episode, like we did with Lockhart..." said Harry, sitting on the very edge of his chair. Hailey looked a bit confused, "A fairy episode?" she asked, the two boys started to giggle but Hermionie stayed quiet, "Well..." they explained what had happened in their second year, "He is a bit of a flake isn't he?!" said Hailey laughing. They talked for nearly ten minutes, before they went back downstairs. They stood outside the classroom, waiting for their fellow students and their teachers to show up. "Good afternoon!" said Sirius brightly, "Now, I know how some or most of you may feel about me teaching, but I'm asking you to just loosen up a bit! You all seem so tense and up-tight!" he smiled at the class, particularly to his four best students at the front of the class. "I plan to teach you everything you need to know, and to help me do that, we have Professor Mitchell!" she stood up from leaning upon the desk and said, "Hey everyone!" she gave the class a large smile and glanced over to Sirius, "I grantee you all, that you will have a great year! One to remember! I'm looking forward to it my self, in fact!"
"Now, on your school lists that you received during the summer, you were required to stock up on Dragons Breath Capsules. In a few weeks time, we will be learning about the many ways to defend yourself, using the capsules. However, we need to do a bit of review first..." Sirius announced, as the class groaned and started to take out their quills, ink, and notebooks. The four of them worked through the period, having brief chats with Sirius, every now and then; he wanted to catch up on things, especially with Hailey. He hadn't seen her since she was a year old. After Defense Against the Dark Arts, they had dreaded potions. Snape's lip curled evilly as he came across the second Potter, "Oh joy, another Potter," he said, his voice full of malice, "Oh joy, another cad..." she mumbled, and everyone around her that heard, began to snicker. "What did you say?" he asked even more menacingly, "Nothing," she said as she stared into the cold dark tunnels of Snape's eyes, "Detention, Miss Potter. And five points from Gryffindor." this didn't seem to have an effect on Hailey, she simply shrugged her shoulders and waited patiently for the lesson to begin. "What a day!" said Hailey, as she flopped into an armchair by the fire, "I can't believe you said that to Snape! He's a professor!" exclaimed Hermionie, "Yeah, well I'm proud of who I am, and if anyone tries to ruin that for me, I'll tell them off!" she said in a dignified voice.
They were on their way down to dinner when they heard people arguing, around the corner. Now, with the amount of curiosity those three (now four) had, they went to check it out. They were going to hide, when they realized that there was a fairly large group of Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and a few Slytherins standing nearby, also listening to the heated argument. It was Professor Mitchell, the DADA assistant, and Professor Snape. They must not have noticed the group watching, because it seemed like it was personal; "You know, I'm quite the charmer, if I do say so myself. You really should consider-" Snape was saying, "Excuse Me!? I don't think so!" Professor Mitchell replied in disgust, "And why not?" asked Snape taking a step closer, "First of all, you nasty fool! Eww, you are twice my age and old enough to be my father! Second of all, can you PLEASE take a step back!? Your greasy hair fumes are going to knock me out! Third of all, just looking at you makes me want to give up on men! Forth of all, I don't like people who pretend they are nice or charming, as you put it, then turn around and be a cold hearted jerk to others! And lastly, I don't like men who don't know personal hygiene. What, are you, like, afraid of soap and water?! It's called dove and herbal essences! Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Do it twice if you have to, and scrub hard." She took a deep breath and started to walk away, but turned back for a last word, "Oh, but if I ever want to have a horrible evening and be totally disgusted and nauseated, I'll be sure to call you." And with that, she turned on her heel and walked off, up the marble staircase, leaving Snape extremely embarrassed and confused.
They took their seats at Gryffindor table and the group of people that had seen the feud between Snape and Mitchell, all turned and watched Snape as he walked up to the staff table. His cheeks were still a slight pink color and it seemed like he was trying to avoid eye contact with, pretty much everyone. Five minutes later, Professor Mitchell walked in and they watched her as well, but with growing respect. She went and sat next to Professor Fobert, who asked why she looked so angry. When Professor Mitchell told her what had happened between here and Snape, she snorted into her mashed potatoes. "You did what?!" she asked quite loudly. A few of the teachers looked over to her, as she stared at Professor Mitchell, her mouth open in surprise. "I think I'm gonna enjoy this year!" said Ron brightly as he turned to Harry, "Yeah! Me t- Ahhh!" Harry dropped his fork with a clatter and clapped his hand to his forehead. "What is it Harry?" asked Hermionie, her voice full of worry, "Ahhh- I don't know!" said Harry, gritting his teeth. Sirius noticed Harry as he got up and walked out of the Hall, his hand still on his scar. The pain seemed to be unbearable. He felt like he was going to pass out! Hailey look nervous and scared; she had never seen this happen before. Harry was on his knees, in the middle of the Entrance hall, when Sirius came bursting out with Dumbledore. "Harry! Are you alright?" asked Sirius with deep concern for the boy. Him and Dumbledore helped him to his feet. Dumbledore turned to Hailey, with the most serious look on his face, "I think it is time Hailey." he said...