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characters of Nyx, Brenna, Thursday, Wolfe, Syke, and any other
unrecognized names are property of Denise G., and ME (excluding any
Hogwarts student only mentioned once in the real story)!!!!!
Chapter Five
The First Transfiguration Class
The week had flown by fairly quickly for Brenna. In her Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she learned about a highly dangerous, mythical, creature called the nemesis. Later that day she'd gone to Divination, and concluded that Professor Trelawney was a total loon.
It was now Thursday evening, one day after Snape had given both her and Nyx the potion. Brenna was sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, alone, and she couldn't help but think of her meeting with Harry Potter. As she stared into the fireplace and as her hair slowly turned from pure white to the present color of dirty snow, she remembered how he seemed to her. He was kind of quiet and even though he smiled, he didn't seem to feel right about it, almost guilty. She then realized that a lot people seemed that way.
When Padma had come into Muggle Studies class on Wednesday afternoon, Brenna had mentioned that she had met Harry. Padma vaguely mentioned that her sister had gone to the Yule Ball with Harry, and that she'd gone with his friend Ron Weasley. Other than that, she refused to divulge any further information about the year before, and Brenna didn't persue the subject. And now, that was the only thing on Brenna's mind.
At that moment, Brenna's pet owl Vitesse flew through an open window in the common room. The grey tawny owl landed on the back of the same blue velvet upholstered couch Brenna was sitting on. Vitesse had a letter clutched in her talons. "Did, you bring me a letter, Vite?" asked Brenna. Vitesse dropped the note in response and fanned out her glossy wing feathers and nipped Brenna's finger affectionately. Brenna picked up the envelope and opened it. She pulled out a single piece of parchment and saw it was from her grandfather. She read:
Dear Brenna, I hope that your first week at Hogwarts has been well. Moving has been obviously difficult for you. Since your parents' death, you have been very subdued but hopefully, Hogwarts will give you the opportunity to shine.
Keep up your studies and remember to look where you'd least expect your answers to be.
With love,
Grandfather
Brenna balled up the letter in anger. "No, Grandfather!" she yelled, scaring Vitesse away, "My week hasn't gone smoothly! I crossed paths with a part demon and came off the bad side of a potion gone wrong! I'm being harassed by a horrible boy, and I have to keep something secret from the only people I can call my friends! I AM HAVING A ROUGH WEEK!" She smoothed out the letter and re-read the last line: "Look where you'd least expect your answers to be." Brenna rolled her eyes in disgust. She hadn't been able to figure out with this meant, even though she had heard repeatedly all during the summer holidays. This is, perhaps, the thing that has aggravated her most.
Suddenly, Brenna felt her stomach rumbling. She had skipped lunch, breakfast, and dinner from the night before and hidden herself in the common room. Now to top it off, she had skipped tonight's dinner as well. Padma and the others were obviously concerned and continuously asked why Brenna had been absent from so many meals. All through Care of Magical Creatures, Padma badgered her to say what was the matter, and they completely missed out on the lesson.
Now, Brenna was paying for her mistake. She moaned in pain, as the rumbling became so forceful, that it seemed as though her insides were rearranging themselves. The pain intensified with each passing second until she couldn't take it any longer. All she could think about was the pain and that she needed to hide. Finally, when the pain was unbearable, she ran out of the common room and into corridor.
"All right!" exclaimed Terry at breakfast that next morning, "Where is she? Breakfast is over in like fifteen minutes!"
"I haven't seen her since yesterday," replied Cho worriedly.
"Me either," said Padma.
"She didn't come to bed last night," said Mandy, "I hope she hasn't been expelled for wondering the corridor at night."
Just then, Terry jumped in her seat. "There she is!" she exclaimed, pointing at the doorway to the Great Hall. Sure enough, Brenna was walking into the Great Hall and towards the Ravenclaw table. Her hair had become almost completely normal, it was just a very dull brown now, and she looked strangely thin. Upon closer inspection, circles were visible underneath her eyes.
"Where have you been!" exclaimed Padma as Brenna sat down next to her, "We haven't seen you in almost a day!"
"I have been very busy lately, been in the library mostly," lied Brenna.
"But you didn't come to bed last night either," said Terry as she eyed Brenna suspiciously.
"Oh. That," said Brenna sharply, "I had a stomach ache and I was in the hospital wing all night." Once again there was finality in her tone that caused an uneasy silence to creep over the girls. Except for Cho, who had obviously not been paying attention. She instead had been playing with her locket.
Finally noticing that no one was talking, Cho cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak. "So, are you ready for our first Advanced Transfiguration class?"
Brenna relaxed and the softness in her voice returned. "I am actually kind of nervous," she replied truthfully.
"Don't worry, I really think you'll enjoy it."
"I hope so. I don't want another fiasco like I had in Potions." Brenna grabbed an apple and munched on it thoughtfully, and within a minute it was gone. She would have continued eating until she'd finished off the core, but Terry stopped her.
"What?" asked Brenna. Terry wrenched the fragile core from Brenna's slender hand and held it up so Brenna could see it. "I was hungry!"
"Skipping four meals does that to a person," replied Mandy under her breath.
Brenna quickly grabbed two more apples and an orange. "Let's go, we don't want to be late to Transfiguration!" she said as she stood and grabbed her books.
Cho blinked a couple times before she realized the hurried tone in Brenna's voice. "Oh! Yes, of course," she said as she gathered her things, "See you!" And with that, she and Brenna headed to class.
"She's really starting to worry me," said Mandy. Padma nodded in agreement as the bell that ended breakfast rang.
A few minutes later, Brenna and Cho walked into the Transfiguration classroom. Brenna was finishing her second apple and placing the core on tip of the first apple core and a pile of orange peelings. "That was definitely fast!" said Cho. Brenna shrugged it off and threw away her trash. From behind her, she heard a vaguely familiar voice.
"Hey, Brenna!" said Harry. Brenna turned to face Harry Potter. Two people she didn't know accompanied him.
"Oh. Hello." she replied shyly.
"Hi, Harry!" said Cho brightly from behind Brenna.
"Um, hello," said Harry, "Er, look forward to seeing you on the Quiddich field soon!"
"Cho smiled. "Me too. Maybe this year we'll beat you, eh?"
"Maybe!" exclaimed a red haired boy standing next to Harry. Brenna looked curiously at him, as well as the bushy haired girl that just walked up on the other side of him.
Seeing the confused look on her face, Harry jumped into action. "Brenna these are my friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley."
Hermione offered her hand to Brenna. "It's nice to meet you, Brenna," she said warmly.
"Same to you," replied Brenna.
"You look familiar. Are you the same girl that Harry's told us about? The girl with the white hair?" asked Ron. Hermione gave him a stern look.
"Yes she is," cut in Harry, "but it looks as though its gotten better."
"It has," replied Brenna.
Suddenly, Ron gave a loud groan. "How did she get into this class?!" he moaned. Cho, Harry, Hermione, and Brenna all looked towards the doorway. Three more students had entered. Two of them were a boy and girl she didn't recognize, and the other was. . .
"Nyx!" exclaimed Brenna. Nyx looked towards Brenna and gave her a mischievous half-smile. "How did you get into this class?"
Nyx just laughed. "To be perfectly honest, I am pretty damn smart. I just chose not to be smart in Potions class."
"This, is Wolfe," said Nyx indicating the boy next to her. He was taller than Nyx, as were most people owing to the fact that Nyx was quite short. He had thick silver hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, and he had ears were pointed just like Nyx's. He smiled at Brenna as he slid to her side and affectionately took hold of her hand. Then he gently kissed the top of it.
"Good morning, delicate creature," said Wolfe seductively to a horrified Brenna. Out of no where, Nyx gave him a slap upside the head and he cowered away.
Hermione tutted at Wolfe, sounding torn between being thoroughly annoyed and amused. "Honestly, Wolfe!" she said, "Do you not know when to give up on women!"
"No thank you, I am enjoying a heterosexual life. Besides, I don't want Syke hounding me for the rest of my life!" said Wolfe. Everyone except Brenna began to snigger as more students were filling into the classroom.
"You make a point," said Ron, "Syke's a bit nutters when it comes to you. Him being" - Ron shuttered - "gay and all." At that, Cho, Nyx, Harry, Brenna, Hermione, and the other girl began to laugh, even Wolfe.
"I'm Thursday Alucard," said the girl as their laughter died down. Her skin was extremely translucent and she wore glasses over her deeply crimson eyes. She also had long, glossy black hair with a white streak that fell in front of her face. "Wolfe and I are both in Slytherin."
Hermione leaned close to Brenna and whispered into her ear. "You can probably tell by now that the Slytherin's are a mean bunch, but Thursday' is incredibly sweet. She's the nicest Slytherin you'll ever see at this school."
Brenna looked curiously at the two of them. Brenna agreed with Hermione. She had already had been at Hogwarts long enough to know that Slytherin's were downright mean. Even though Wolfe and Thursday were both nice people, Thursday was definitely the nicest Slytherin she had ever met. Of course, close to none of the other Slytherins she had met were nice to her.
Before she could say anything, Professor McGonagall strolled into the classroom. She walked calmly up to the front of the room and took a seat behind her desk. "Please settle into your seats, class," said Professor McGonagall. All the students took their seats, Harry choosing a seat next to Cho, Nyx sitting on his other side, then Hermione, Ron, Brenna, Wolfe, and Thursday.
"I'm very sorry for being late," said McGonagall, "I was finishing up a bit of research for today's' lesson."
"No hurry, Professor," said Ron, "Take all the time you need!"
Brenna stifled a giggle while Hermione and McGonagall shot identically stern looks at him. Ron blushed furiously and McGonagall continued on.
"To begin, you all should recall that Animagi are witches and wizards who can transform into animals at will. Unknown to us until about a decade ago, a discovery of another type of Animagi was found. They are called uncontrollable Animagi. Unlike normal Animagi, these witches and wizards cannot control when or what they turn into. It is unclear why these witches and wizards have become uncontrollable Animagi."
"The transformations are very painful, and can be caused by bouts of high emotion, lack of sustenance, and sometimes on rare occasion they are able to transform themselves, but it almost never happens."
"They transform into highly dangerous creatures, and sometimes the creature shows through when they haven't even transformed. Although this isn't always the case, these witches and wizards can be bloodthirsty and evil, or have an extremely high temper level."
Suddenly, Hermione's hand shot up into the air, nearly knocking Ron into Brenna.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked McGonagall as Hermione put her hand down.
"Well, Professor, isn't a werewolf classified as an uncontrollable Animagi then?" asked Hermione.
"Unfortunately, Miss Granger there is only speculation on that. Most of my sources state that since werewolves only transform at the full moon, they are not classified as uncontrollable Animagi. Uncontrollables change at random and not necessarily at one set time each month."
Out of the corner of her eye, Brenna saw Wolfe open his mouth to say something, but Nyx stood up and gave him a warning glare. Wolfe, once again, cowered back. "Is there anything you'd like to add, Miss Black?" asked McGonagall sternly.
"No," said Nyx calmly as she eyed Wolfe and sat back down.
"Well, then everyone open your textbooks and start taking notes from page 734." She then handed Brenna her new Transfiguration book, Extremely Advanced Transfiguration.
All the students could be heard taking out parchment, quills, ink bottles, and copies of Extremely Advanced Transfiguration. Nyx had managed to charm her quill to take notes for her. Harry peered at Nyx's paper with interest while Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
Brenna had begun taking notes when she became interrupted by a little poke in the shoulder. See turned to see Ron looking as though he was about to ask for something. "Yes?" whispered Brenna.
"Do you have a quill I can borrow?" Ron asked. Brenna nodded as she bent over her backpack and pulled out a spare quill. She handed it to him. "Thanks," he replied.
"No problem," said Brenna. She resumed taking notes for not even two minutes before she was nudged again by Ron.
"When do you have study hall?" asked Ron.
"Tuesday mornings, why?"
"I've been sitting here trying to think of where I saw you at. And I believe it was in study hall, because there was a girl in my class with white hair, of course now she has brown hair."
Brenna blushed as she fingered her dull hair nervously. "Yeah, but I've gotten it nearly fixed," repeated Brenna.
Ron nodded. "I see that. Nyx got a pretty raw deal as well. Before Snape gave her the potion, her hair was so pink that it looked like a Valentine's Day card had sneezed on her head. I was betting she'd last at least until today without her getting into trouble. Guess I was wrong."
Brenna giggled. "Well, I'm glad things are getting back to normal."
"Somehow I really doubt this year will be 'normal' as you say."
"P'raps you're right, it's not like it has been normal so far."
"Normal is a non-existent word here at Hogwarts!" added Wolfe. He had obviously been eavesdropping in on their conversation.
"Just like 'girl' is a non-existent word to Syke, eh, Wolfie!" taunted Ron. As Wolfe's face turned red, Brenna was sent into another fit of giggles.
"Is there a problem?" asked McGonagall. Brenna quickly covered her mouth to deaden the noise.
"No, Professor," replied Wolfe innocently. McGonagall peered at the over the top over her spectacles somewhat suspiciously before going back to her work Brenna suppressed another giggle and finally began taking notes. When the bell finally rang, Cho and Brenna said good-bye to Harry, Ron, Hermione, Nyx, Thursday, and Wolfe, then headed to their dormitory to drop off their things. Nyx, Wolfe, and Thursday followed soon after.
"Can't you two at least wait a few weeks into the school term to start causing trouble!" asked Hermione, putting away her things.
"Hey, I didn't do anything this time!" said Harry truthfully. Hermione turned on Ron, looking for an explanation.
"I was just making friendly conversation!" said Ron.
"Don't get too friendly," warned Hermione.
"Why not?"
Harry and Hermione both just gave him a look. "Well, at least she thinks I'm funny, " muttered Ron under his breath.
Chapter four. Ahh, finally. I'd have to say this is one of my favorite chapters even though Ron and the others may seem a bit OOC. Don't forget to review, pleez!!!!!
Chapter Five
The First Transfiguration Class
The week had flown by fairly quickly for Brenna. In her Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she learned about a highly dangerous, mythical, creature called the nemesis. Later that day she'd gone to Divination, and concluded that Professor Trelawney was a total loon.
It was now Thursday evening, one day after Snape had given both her and Nyx the potion. Brenna was sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, alone, and she couldn't help but think of her meeting with Harry Potter. As she stared into the fireplace and as her hair slowly turned from pure white to the present color of dirty snow, she remembered how he seemed to her. He was kind of quiet and even though he smiled, he didn't seem to feel right about it, almost guilty. She then realized that a lot people seemed that way.
When Padma had come into Muggle Studies class on Wednesday afternoon, Brenna had mentioned that she had met Harry. Padma vaguely mentioned that her sister had gone to the Yule Ball with Harry, and that she'd gone with his friend Ron Weasley. Other than that, she refused to divulge any further information about the year before, and Brenna didn't persue the subject. And now, that was the only thing on Brenna's mind.
At that moment, Brenna's pet owl Vitesse flew through an open window in the common room. The grey tawny owl landed on the back of the same blue velvet upholstered couch Brenna was sitting on. Vitesse had a letter clutched in her talons. "Did, you bring me a letter, Vite?" asked Brenna. Vitesse dropped the note in response and fanned out her glossy wing feathers and nipped Brenna's finger affectionately. Brenna picked up the envelope and opened it. She pulled out a single piece of parchment and saw it was from her grandfather. She read:
Dear Brenna, I hope that your first week at Hogwarts has been well. Moving has been obviously difficult for you. Since your parents' death, you have been very subdued but hopefully, Hogwarts will give you the opportunity to shine.
Keep up your studies and remember to look where you'd least expect your answers to be.
With love,
Grandfather
Brenna balled up the letter in anger. "No, Grandfather!" she yelled, scaring Vitesse away, "My week hasn't gone smoothly! I crossed paths with a part demon and came off the bad side of a potion gone wrong! I'm being harassed by a horrible boy, and I have to keep something secret from the only people I can call my friends! I AM HAVING A ROUGH WEEK!" She smoothed out the letter and re-read the last line: "Look where you'd least expect your answers to be." Brenna rolled her eyes in disgust. She hadn't been able to figure out with this meant, even though she had heard repeatedly all during the summer holidays. This is, perhaps, the thing that has aggravated her most.
Suddenly, Brenna felt her stomach rumbling. She had skipped lunch, breakfast, and dinner from the night before and hidden herself in the common room. Now to top it off, she had skipped tonight's dinner as well. Padma and the others were obviously concerned and continuously asked why Brenna had been absent from so many meals. All through Care of Magical Creatures, Padma badgered her to say what was the matter, and they completely missed out on the lesson.
Now, Brenna was paying for her mistake. She moaned in pain, as the rumbling became so forceful, that it seemed as though her insides were rearranging themselves. The pain intensified with each passing second until she couldn't take it any longer. All she could think about was the pain and that she needed to hide. Finally, when the pain was unbearable, she ran out of the common room and into corridor.
"All right!" exclaimed Terry at breakfast that next morning, "Where is she? Breakfast is over in like fifteen minutes!"
"I haven't seen her since yesterday," replied Cho worriedly.
"Me either," said Padma.
"She didn't come to bed last night," said Mandy, "I hope she hasn't been expelled for wondering the corridor at night."
Just then, Terry jumped in her seat. "There she is!" she exclaimed, pointing at the doorway to the Great Hall. Sure enough, Brenna was walking into the Great Hall and towards the Ravenclaw table. Her hair had become almost completely normal, it was just a very dull brown now, and she looked strangely thin. Upon closer inspection, circles were visible underneath her eyes.
"Where have you been!" exclaimed Padma as Brenna sat down next to her, "We haven't seen you in almost a day!"
"I have been very busy lately, been in the library mostly," lied Brenna.
"But you didn't come to bed last night either," said Terry as she eyed Brenna suspiciously.
"Oh. That," said Brenna sharply, "I had a stomach ache and I was in the hospital wing all night." Once again there was finality in her tone that caused an uneasy silence to creep over the girls. Except for Cho, who had obviously not been paying attention. She instead had been playing with her locket.
Finally noticing that no one was talking, Cho cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak. "So, are you ready for our first Advanced Transfiguration class?"
Brenna relaxed and the softness in her voice returned. "I am actually kind of nervous," she replied truthfully.
"Don't worry, I really think you'll enjoy it."
"I hope so. I don't want another fiasco like I had in Potions." Brenna grabbed an apple and munched on it thoughtfully, and within a minute it was gone. She would have continued eating until she'd finished off the core, but Terry stopped her.
"What?" asked Brenna. Terry wrenched the fragile core from Brenna's slender hand and held it up so Brenna could see it. "I was hungry!"
"Skipping four meals does that to a person," replied Mandy under her breath.
Brenna quickly grabbed two more apples and an orange. "Let's go, we don't want to be late to Transfiguration!" she said as she stood and grabbed her books.
Cho blinked a couple times before she realized the hurried tone in Brenna's voice. "Oh! Yes, of course," she said as she gathered her things, "See you!" And with that, she and Brenna headed to class.
"She's really starting to worry me," said Mandy. Padma nodded in agreement as the bell that ended breakfast rang.
A few minutes later, Brenna and Cho walked into the Transfiguration classroom. Brenna was finishing her second apple and placing the core on tip of the first apple core and a pile of orange peelings. "That was definitely fast!" said Cho. Brenna shrugged it off and threw away her trash. From behind her, she heard a vaguely familiar voice.
"Hey, Brenna!" said Harry. Brenna turned to face Harry Potter. Two people she didn't know accompanied him.
"Oh. Hello." she replied shyly.
"Hi, Harry!" said Cho brightly from behind Brenna.
"Um, hello," said Harry, "Er, look forward to seeing you on the Quiddich field soon!"
"Cho smiled. "Me too. Maybe this year we'll beat you, eh?"
"Maybe!" exclaimed a red haired boy standing next to Harry. Brenna looked curiously at him, as well as the bushy haired girl that just walked up on the other side of him.
Seeing the confused look on her face, Harry jumped into action. "Brenna these are my friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley."
Hermione offered her hand to Brenna. "It's nice to meet you, Brenna," she said warmly.
"Same to you," replied Brenna.
"You look familiar. Are you the same girl that Harry's told us about? The girl with the white hair?" asked Ron. Hermione gave him a stern look.
"Yes she is," cut in Harry, "but it looks as though its gotten better."
"It has," replied Brenna.
Suddenly, Ron gave a loud groan. "How did she get into this class?!" he moaned. Cho, Harry, Hermione, and Brenna all looked towards the doorway. Three more students had entered. Two of them were a boy and girl she didn't recognize, and the other was. . .
"Nyx!" exclaimed Brenna. Nyx looked towards Brenna and gave her a mischievous half-smile. "How did you get into this class?"
Nyx just laughed. "To be perfectly honest, I am pretty damn smart. I just chose not to be smart in Potions class."
"This, is Wolfe," said Nyx indicating the boy next to her. He was taller than Nyx, as were most people owing to the fact that Nyx was quite short. He had thick silver hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, and he had ears were pointed just like Nyx's. He smiled at Brenna as he slid to her side and affectionately took hold of her hand. Then he gently kissed the top of it.
"Good morning, delicate creature," said Wolfe seductively to a horrified Brenna. Out of no where, Nyx gave him a slap upside the head and he cowered away.
Hermione tutted at Wolfe, sounding torn between being thoroughly annoyed and amused. "Honestly, Wolfe!" she said, "Do you not know when to give up on women!"
"No thank you, I am enjoying a heterosexual life. Besides, I don't want Syke hounding me for the rest of my life!" said Wolfe. Everyone except Brenna began to snigger as more students were filling into the classroom.
"You make a point," said Ron, "Syke's a bit nutters when it comes to you. Him being" - Ron shuttered - "gay and all." At that, Cho, Nyx, Harry, Brenna, Hermione, and the other girl began to laugh, even Wolfe.
"I'm Thursday Alucard," said the girl as their laughter died down. Her skin was extremely translucent and she wore glasses over her deeply crimson eyes. She also had long, glossy black hair with a white streak that fell in front of her face. "Wolfe and I are both in Slytherin."
Hermione leaned close to Brenna and whispered into her ear. "You can probably tell by now that the Slytherin's are a mean bunch, but Thursday' is incredibly sweet. She's the nicest Slytherin you'll ever see at this school."
Brenna looked curiously at the two of them. Brenna agreed with Hermione. She had already had been at Hogwarts long enough to know that Slytherin's were downright mean. Even though Wolfe and Thursday were both nice people, Thursday was definitely the nicest Slytherin she had ever met. Of course, close to none of the other Slytherins she had met were nice to her.
Before she could say anything, Professor McGonagall strolled into the classroom. She walked calmly up to the front of the room and took a seat behind her desk. "Please settle into your seats, class," said Professor McGonagall. All the students took their seats, Harry choosing a seat next to Cho, Nyx sitting on his other side, then Hermione, Ron, Brenna, Wolfe, and Thursday.
"I'm very sorry for being late," said McGonagall, "I was finishing up a bit of research for today's' lesson."
"No hurry, Professor," said Ron, "Take all the time you need!"
Brenna stifled a giggle while Hermione and McGonagall shot identically stern looks at him. Ron blushed furiously and McGonagall continued on.
"To begin, you all should recall that Animagi are witches and wizards who can transform into animals at will. Unknown to us until about a decade ago, a discovery of another type of Animagi was found. They are called uncontrollable Animagi. Unlike normal Animagi, these witches and wizards cannot control when or what they turn into. It is unclear why these witches and wizards have become uncontrollable Animagi."
"The transformations are very painful, and can be caused by bouts of high emotion, lack of sustenance, and sometimes on rare occasion they are able to transform themselves, but it almost never happens."
"They transform into highly dangerous creatures, and sometimes the creature shows through when they haven't even transformed. Although this isn't always the case, these witches and wizards can be bloodthirsty and evil, or have an extremely high temper level."
Suddenly, Hermione's hand shot up into the air, nearly knocking Ron into Brenna.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked McGonagall as Hermione put her hand down.
"Well, Professor, isn't a werewolf classified as an uncontrollable Animagi then?" asked Hermione.
"Unfortunately, Miss Granger there is only speculation on that. Most of my sources state that since werewolves only transform at the full moon, they are not classified as uncontrollable Animagi. Uncontrollables change at random and not necessarily at one set time each month."
Out of the corner of her eye, Brenna saw Wolfe open his mouth to say something, but Nyx stood up and gave him a warning glare. Wolfe, once again, cowered back. "Is there anything you'd like to add, Miss Black?" asked McGonagall sternly.
"No," said Nyx calmly as she eyed Wolfe and sat back down.
"Well, then everyone open your textbooks and start taking notes from page 734." She then handed Brenna her new Transfiguration book, Extremely Advanced Transfiguration.
All the students could be heard taking out parchment, quills, ink bottles, and copies of Extremely Advanced Transfiguration. Nyx had managed to charm her quill to take notes for her. Harry peered at Nyx's paper with interest while Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
Brenna had begun taking notes when she became interrupted by a little poke in the shoulder. See turned to see Ron looking as though he was about to ask for something. "Yes?" whispered Brenna.
"Do you have a quill I can borrow?" Ron asked. Brenna nodded as she bent over her backpack and pulled out a spare quill. She handed it to him. "Thanks," he replied.
"No problem," said Brenna. She resumed taking notes for not even two minutes before she was nudged again by Ron.
"When do you have study hall?" asked Ron.
"Tuesday mornings, why?"
"I've been sitting here trying to think of where I saw you at. And I believe it was in study hall, because there was a girl in my class with white hair, of course now she has brown hair."
Brenna blushed as she fingered her dull hair nervously. "Yeah, but I've gotten it nearly fixed," repeated Brenna.
Ron nodded. "I see that. Nyx got a pretty raw deal as well. Before Snape gave her the potion, her hair was so pink that it looked like a Valentine's Day card had sneezed on her head. I was betting she'd last at least until today without her getting into trouble. Guess I was wrong."
Brenna giggled. "Well, I'm glad things are getting back to normal."
"Somehow I really doubt this year will be 'normal' as you say."
"P'raps you're right, it's not like it has been normal so far."
"Normal is a non-existent word here at Hogwarts!" added Wolfe. He had obviously been eavesdropping in on their conversation.
"Just like 'girl' is a non-existent word to Syke, eh, Wolfie!" taunted Ron. As Wolfe's face turned red, Brenna was sent into another fit of giggles.
"Is there a problem?" asked McGonagall. Brenna quickly covered her mouth to deaden the noise.
"No, Professor," replied Wolfe innocently. McGonagall peered at the over the top over her spectacles somewhat suspiciously before going back to her work Brenna suppressed another giggle and finally began taking notes. When the bell finally rang, Cho and Brenna said good-bye to Harry, Ron, Hermione, Nyx, Thursday, and Wolfe, then headed to their dormitory to drop off their things. Nyx, Wolfe, and Thursday followed soon after.
"Can't you two at least wait a few weeks into the school term to start causing trouble!" asked Hermione, putting away her things.
"Hey, I didn't do anything this time!" said Harry truthfully. Hermione turned on Ron, looking for an explanation.
"I was just making friendly conversation!" said Ron.
"Don't get too friendly," warned Hermione.
"Why not?"
Harry and Hermione both just gave him a look. "Well, at least she thinks I'm funny, " muttered Ron under his breath.
Chapter four. Ahh, finally. I'd have to say this is one of my favorite chapters even though Ron and the others may seem a bit OOC. Don't forget to review, pleez!!!!!