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A/N: Yayness! I got one review! Thank you Nienna Calafalas, I'm so flattered! So, like I said, I got a review so I am continuing! Hopefully I'll get more, and I love criticism! It makes me strong! That was stupid, but whatever. In this chapter I made up a bunch of stupid things, so yeah, if things sound corny that's why. So please read!

Chapter 2 - Improper Acquaintances (Shannon's POV)

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I woke up the next morning, frowning slightly. I couldn't believe it was my first day of classes at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I got dressed and followed my new friends, Maria and Jessica. I ate breakfast, staring across the table at Draco Malfoy. I couldn't help it, the sun shone bright over his sleek white-blond hair. Yet I had every reason to hate him, considering he called me a mudblood last night, and I didn't say two words to the guy.

We went to our first class, which was Care of Magical Creatures. Luckily it was sunny outside, considering we had to walk to the professor's cabin. It surprised me to see that the professor was the half-giant Hagrid.

"Oh great, a class with that big oaf again, I swear, if we do anything with animals that smell like rotten eggs, I'm going to hurl." I looked to my right, and it was Draco who was already complaining. He met my eyes for a minute and I quickly turned away. The students from Gryffindor were following close behind us.

We stopped in front of Hagrid's cabin as he came out, looking as big as ever. With him he brought out a cage of blue things, they were actually standing on two legs, with antennas, and were screaming like crazy. I had to put my hands over my ears to block out the noise until Hagrid started talking.

"These here are what yer call Blue Finnigans, (A\N: Just a stupid name I thought of)" He said, holding one up by its arms. "Yer gon' take one an' try ter control it, ya see," He put it on a leash and started walking it around as it slowly started to quiet down. He handed one out to all of us, and mine would not stop screaming, no matter what I did. I started to walk it around like Hagrid had done, but it tried its best to run away, somehow dragging me with it.

"Not that strong, are you?" I looked to my right, a kid with glasses and black hair was also struggling with his, but was at least stopping it from dragging him around the lawn. "Hi, I'm Harry." He said, reaching out his hand and I shook it. It was the famous Harry Potter, which made me feel a bit nervous, but I overcame it. I had heard about him in the Daily Prophet. I only recognized him by his scar, of course. "I'm Shannon," I said, but he probably already knew it. Behind him was a red-haired kid, who was being dragged by his Blue Finnigan, and he was turning red, either from embarrassment or anger. "That's Ron," Harry said, pointing to him. Chasing Ron was a girl with very bushy hair, screaming 'stupefy!' with her wand, as if hoping to control the Blue Finnigan which was pulling Ron into the dark forest. "And that's Hermione," Harry said. The Blue Finnigan suddenly pulled me forward in Ron and Hermione's direction, meaning I would also be pulled into the dark forest. "Hold on," Harry took the leash in which I was still holding and tried his best to pull it back, but it wouldn't stop running, and it pulled the both of us forward, landing me on top of him.

"Aw, look at this, Potter and the mudblood, now let's not get Granger over there jealous," I looked up and saw Draco, surrounded by Crabbe and Goyle, who were laughing stupidly.

I quickly got up and dusted off my robes. "You know, it's really sad when the only people that will laugh at your jokes are your bodyguards," I said coolly, looking at him straight in the eye. Harry got up quickly and pulled me back, whispering "Let it go". The three walked back to where the other Slytherins were.

"What gives him the right to do that? And why the hell does he keep calling me a mudblood?"

Harry was struggling with the two Blue Finnigans. "You don't know what a mudblood is?"

I shook my head.

"Malfoy's Dad is a death eater, which means they practice the dark arts, and they believe only pure bloods, those who were born from wizards, are real wizards."

I looked at him blankly. "So, just because I'm a witch and I don't have the same blood as him, he has the right to make fun of me?"

"He gave you a demonstration. And he does the same to Hermione, because she's also a witch."

I started to smile, and I didn't know why. "I'm not going to let him push me around,"

Harry only smiled weakly, and handed me the leash to the Blue Finnigan. The bell at the castle started ringing, meaning lunch was next, and I was actually hungry. I walked back with Harry, considering all of a sudden I didn't want to be associated with any of the Slytherins. Sometimes I doubted the sorting hat's decision. Yet at lunch I had to go back with them, with the always giggling Maria and Jessica. Every now and then I would look up and see Draco-Malfoy-staring at me, and I looked down right away at my lunch. I was really growing to hate him.

A/N: Like it? It gets better in the next chapter, if you're getting bored. So, what are you waiting for? Review, review, review! And happy birthday Daniel Radcliffe!