Chapter 2
Disclaimer on opening note
At breakfast, they all received their schedule. This was the year when they started taking more advanced classes. Hermione, of course wanted to take full advantage of all the possibilities.
"But, Hermione," wondered Harry, "That's an impossible schedule."
"Hmmm, oh not to worry." Ron and Harry looked a little perplexed. "So what new classes are you taking, Ruby."
"Potions Mastery."
"What," exclaimed Fred and George!
"Don't worry; I'm still in your class too."
"But, that's like spending every day with Snape," stated Ron.
"Uh-huh."
"Aren't you taking anything like a muggle studies or divination," asked Hermione
"What? No, why do I need muggle studies and I don't believe in Divination."
"So the only special you're taking is another potions class?"
"Well it will prepare me for O.W.L.S. and N.E.W.T.S. Oh don't look so shocked. You had to have known I wanted to do something with potions after I finished Hogwarts."
"Hey," said Fred, "it's your funeral."
"Right, urgh too much potions," George shuttered.
"To bad you still can't have Defense against the Dark arts with us."
"Eh, it's no problem, Harry. I'm getting used to the Ravenclaws. See ya later!"
Ruby went off to Defense against the Dark Arts hoping that the new teacher would be an improvement over Lockhart. She took a seat at the front of the class. Her desk was always slightly parted from the rest. She couldn't figure if this was her own doing or the others in the class.
"Good morning," said a shabby looking man at the front of the room.
"Good Morning," the class answered back.
"Well let's get started with a review of last year's material. You," he pointed to Ruby, "Can you tell me a subject you still had questions on from last year?"
"Yes, why is that every class had to learn about Cornish pixies, whether the teacher could control them or not?" The rest of the class laughed, and to her surprised the professor did as well.
"So, my guess is that you would like more difficult material?"
"Yes, sir."
"And what is your name?"
"Ruby Kennedy."
"Well, Miss Kennedy, I hope I will meet with your high standard," he smiled.
Fifth year potions came as a surprise for Ruby. She wasn't as early as she had been in the previous year. She found herself slightly early, but instead of waiting outside the classroom door, she waited by the stairs for Fred and George. Professor Snape quickly walked past her and down the stairs without a glance.
The trio sat in there normal seats, the back. People were mumbling nervously around them, but Fred and George were yucking it up like nothing was going on.
"Quiet," Snape spat as he swept through the room. "Well, we are at our fifth year. O.W.L.S." He sneered at every on in the class room. "Nervous? Well, that's not without merit. This year will be the hardest in your Hogwarts career, unless of course, you make it to my N.E.W.T.S. class." He glared straight at Ruby.
"Should I take that I am included in taking the O.W.L.S., Professor," Ruby asked.
"Are you in a Fifth year class, Miss Kennedy?"
"Of course."
"Then what do you think?"
"It was just a question."
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Open your books."
"Well," whispered George, "I guess this is what hell is like. Her day wasn't nearly as painful as Hermione's, though every one was making a big deal over her taking her potion's O.W.L.S. a year early.
"Hey, "said Ron, "Maybe you could tell us what's on it."
"Sure, I'll make sure to make a perfect copy for you," Ruby answered sarcastically.
"Wicked!"
Ruby was exhausted after her first day. The next day held Double Transfiguration, Charms, Care of Magical Creatures, and Potions mastery.
* mean, eh? I did well? No? Oh well. On to day two!
Disclaimer on opening note
At breakfast, they all received their schedule. This was the year when they started taking more advanced classes. Hermione, of course wanted to take full advantage of all the possibilities.
"But, Hermione," wondered Harry, "That's an impossible schedule."
"Hmmm, oh not to worry." Ron and Harry looked a little perplexed. "So what new classes are you taking, Ruby."
"Potions Mastery."
"What," exclaimed Fred and George!
"Don't worry; I'm still in your class too."
"But, that's like spending every day with Snape," stated Ron.
"Uh-huh."
"Aren't you taking anything like a muggle studies or divination," asked Hermione
"What? No, why do I need muggle studies and I don't believe in Divination."
"So the only special you're taking is another potions class?"
"Well it will prepare me for O.W.L.S. and N.E.W.T.S. Oh don't look so shocked. You had to have known I wanted to do something with potions after I finished Hogwarts."
"Hey," said Fred, "it's your funeral."
"Right, urgh too much potions," George shuttered.
"To bad you still can't have Defense against the Dark arts with us."
"Eh, it's no problem, Harry. I'm getting used to the Ravenclaws. See ya later!"
Ruby went off to Defense against the Dark Arts hoping that the new teacher would be an improvement over Lockhart. She took a seat at the front of the class. Her desk was always slightly parted from the rest. She couldn't figure if this was her own doing or the others in the class.
"Good morning," said a shabby looking man at the front of the room.
"Good Morning," the class answered back.
"Well let's get started with a review of last year's material. You," he pointed to Ruby, "Can you tell me a subject you still had questions on from last year?"
"Yes, why is that every class had to learn about Cornish pixies, whether the teacher could control them or not?" The rest of the class laughed, and to her surprised the professor did as well.
"So, my guess is that you would like more difficult material?"
"Yes, sir."
"And what is your name?"
"Ruby Kennedy."
"Well, Miss Kennedy, I hope I will meet with your high standard," he smiled.
Fifth year potions came as a surprise for Ruby. She wasn't as early as she had been in the previous year. She found herself slightly early, but instead of waiting outside the classroom door, she waited by the stairs for Fred and George. Professor Snape quickly walked past her and down the stairs without a glance.
The trio sat in there normal seats, the back. People were mumbling nervously around them, but Fred and George were yucking it up like nothing was going on.
"Quiet," Snape spat as he swept through the room. "Well, we are at our fifth year. O.W.L.S." He sneered at every on in the class room. "Nervous? Well, that's not without merit. This year will be the hardest in your Hogwarts career, unless of course, you make it to my N.E.W.T.S. class." He glared straight at Ruby.
"Should I take that I am included in taking the O.W.L.S., Professor," Ruby asked.
"Are you in a Fifth year class, Miss Kennedy?"
"Of course."
"Then what do you think?"
"It was just a question."
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Open your books."
"Well," whispered George, "I guess this is what hell is like. Her day wasn't nearly as painful as Hermione's, though every one was making a big deal over her taking her potion's O.W.L.S. a year early.
"Hey, "said Ron, "Maybe you could tell us what's on it."
"Sure, I'll make sure to make a perfect copy for you," Ruby answered sarcastically.
"Wicked!"
Ruby was exhausted after her first day. The next day held Double Transfiguration, Charms, Care of Magical Creatures, and Potions mastery.
* mean, eh? I did well? No? Oh well. On to day two!
