Ok still I don't any of these charters except Freedom!
"Morning class."
"Morning."
"Glad to see we are all" He turned and looked at Harry "awake." Harry glared at him as he turned to the black board.
"Mr. Potter . can you tell me the propertys of a healing potion?"
Harry looked up at him as Hermione's hand was waving back and forth in the air.
"Um."
"No Mr. Potter?" He glared at him "then I suggest you pay attention!"
He turned around and wrote on the board your home work is 1,000 word essay on healing potions.
"You can all thank Mr. Potter after class. now we will be working on healing potions so you'll be in groups of two . Miss. Fltori and Mr. Weasley your one group."
He turned to Harry as Ron got up and walked over to her.
"Let's just get this over with."
He slammed his books on the table and glared at her.
"What's your problem Ron!?"
"Nothing!"
She sighed and looked at him from above her text book, oh how much she loved him and yet how she couldn't do a thing about it. She had guessed he noticed her staring and switched her gaze back to her book, and could help but think 'was he staring back?'
"You really need to relax."
He glared at her even more and she smirked at him.
"I can relax just not with you!"
She ignored him and began to pour the ingredients into the cauldron, as it started to turn a putrid green color and purple puffs of smoke started to rise from it.
Ron looked at Freedom and smiled. It's not like he didn't want to be partners with her. He just couldn't understand her sometimes and that confused him, nothing confused him more then girls but especially her, the way she was always staring at him and yet brushing him off every time he'd try anything. She was a Gryffindor true but why did she always hang out with Draco and his lot? He couldn't tell Hermione this, she enjoyed being able to flaunt around him the Ron likes me but can't have me act in front of him and he knew it would be another argument of she's a slut or something like that, and Harry was just a dumbstruck as him. He started to stare at her when he stopped and notice what the potion was doing.
"Should it be doing that or did you mess up!?"
"Why afraid you might fail another class!?"
He turned away from her and started to read. She was learning a lot from Draco. She started to think of the first time they met she drifted so deep into thought she accidentally drooped the bottle of wolfs bane in the cauldron.
"OH NO!!"
"Oh brilliant!"
Just as he said that it started to turn a bright yellow and smelled terrible,
"I'm sorry professor!" nervously squeaked Freedom.
"Class dismissed Mr. Weasely and Miss. Fltori I want a 500 word essay on why we follow rules."
She sighed grabbed her books and walked out of the classroom.
"Morning class."
"Morning."
"Glad to see we are all" He turned and looked at Harry "awake." Harry glared at him as he turned to the black board.
"Mr. Potter . can you tell me the propertys of a healing potion?"
Harry looked up at him as Hermione's hand was waving back and forth in the air.
"Um."
"No Mr. Potter?" He glared at him "then I suggest you pay attention!"
He turned around and wrote on the board your home work is 1,000 word essay on healing potions.
"You can all thank Mr. Potter after class. now we will be working on healing potions so you'll be in groups of two . Miss. Fltori and Mr. Weasley your one group."
He turned to Harry as Ron got up and walked over to her.
"Let's just get this over with."
He slammed his books on the table and glared at her.
"What's your problem Ron!?"
"Nothing!"
She sighed and looked at him from above her text book, oh how much she loved him and yet how she couldn't do a thing about it. She had guessed he noticed her staring and switched her gaze back to her book, and could help but think 'was he staring back?'
"You really need to relax."
He glared at her even more and she smirked at him.
"I can relax just not with you!"
She ignored him and began to pour the ingredients into the cauldron, as it started to turn a putrid green color and purple puffs of smoke started to rise from it.
Ron looked at Freedom and smiled. It's not like he didn't want to be partners with her. He just couldn't understand her sometimes and that confused him, nothing confused him more then girls but especially her, the way she was always staring at him and yet brushing him off every time he'd try anything. She was a Gryffindor true but why did she always hang out with Draco and his lot? He couldn't tell Hermione this, she enjoyed being able to flaunt around him the Ron likes me but can't have me act in front of him and he knew it would be another argument of she's a slut or something like that, and Harry was just a dumbstruck as him. He started to stare at her when he stopped and notice what the potion was doing.
"Should it be doing that or did you mess up!?"
"Why afraid you might fail another class!?"
He turned away from her and started to read. She was learning a lot from Draco. She started to think of the first time they met she drifted so deep into thought she accidentally drooped the bottle of wolfs bane in the cauldron.
"OH NO!!"
"Oh brilliant!"
Just as he said that it started to turn a bright yellow and smelled terrible,
"I'm sorry professor!" nervously squeaked Freedom.
"Class dismissed Mr. Weasely and Miss. Fltori I want a 500 word essay on why we follow rules."
She sighed grabbed her books and walked out of the classroom.