9-1, nighttime ...Ahhh... I just love the luxuries of Hogwarts. It's so nice to see Hermione and Ron again. Uh-oh. Ron is threatening to tell Professor McGonagall if I don't turn my light off. I'm sure he won't, but all the same, that means the boys in my dormitory are all getting mad. Better go to sleep. Harry Harry yawned and turned off his lamp. (The lamp was powered by the magic of the school itself... or so the teachers said.) It had been a tiring day... tiring, but fun, the best day since Harry had left Hogwarts at the end of the year before. He couldn't wait till the next day. Oh, darn, thought Harry sadly, classes! And with that thought, he went to sleep. "Harry.... Harry, wake up, mate!" Harry opened his eyes to see Ron staring down at him, grinning. "Why?" said Harry groggily. "I want to sleep. Go away, Ron." "Harry! Classes!" "Too bad!" "I'll get Hermione!" Ron threatened. "Ok, ok, I'm coming! Are we late or something?" Harry asked. "A bit. Erm, we both missed breakfast, actually, mate. Hermione said that you got a letter. Here it is." "Thanks, Ron. What do we have first?" Harry inquired. Ron groaned. "Double potions. With the Slytherins. We don't want to be late." Harry got out of bed. "I'm coming. See you in a minute." Ron nodded and left. "I'll leave you to it, mate," he called over his shoulder. Sighing, Harry began to get changed. Potions class was always the worst class of the day... or week... or whatever. Potions class was, as Harry had predicted, perfectly dreadful. It had started out with Snape pairing Harry with Crabbe, and Ron with Goyle. Ah, a change, Harry thought. He usually pairs one of us- me, mostly- with Malfoy. Now he's pairing me with someone even stupider! Oh, joy! Meanwhile, the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were doubled in Transfiguration class. McGonagall had them turning haystacks inside out, this way and that, over and under, all to find a needle. Jemi and Leila were paired together, petting Silverknight, and most of the class was currently snorting at pair who had accidentally used a disappearing spell of some sort on their haystack, needle and all, and were trying to get it back. (Leila and Jemi had ignored it, and were still working.) As the class settled down, Leila found the needle, and McGonagall walked over to her and Jemi's table. "Good job, girls, you found the needle! But I'm wondering, did Miss Tigereye help, or was it just one of you...?" Jemi and Leila looked at each other. It was common knowledge, at least to the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, that Leila almost always did more of the work then Jemi when they were paired together. "It was both of us, Professor McGonagall," supplied Leila. "I just happened to find it, is all. She figures out stuff too, sometimes!" "Yes, yes," said McGonagall. "Well, whatever the case, class is over. Everyone, exempting Miss Kanche and Miss Tigereye, have to practice the spells we worked on today in class. Class dismissed." The class ran out of the room, eager to get to their next class, which they were doubled together again in. The class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.