Classes and Detention
The next morning, Sophie was woken up by Lily shaking her shoulders.
"Breakfast!" she shouted in her ear.
"You sure are perky at 6 in the morning." Sophie told her.
The girls got dressed and skipped down to the common room and out of the door to the great hall. They got lost a few times on their way, but managed to make it to the hall by 6:45. James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were already there. Lily made it an obvious point to sit at the other end of the table, far from James, but Sophie sat across from him.
"Mmmm bacon." James said and offered Sophie some. She took some and passed it down the line of students.
"This hall sure is pretty. And I love the ceiling! It makes you feel as if your eating a picnic outside!" Sophie said and she looked up to see a sun, clouds and even birds flying overhead.
The five students looked at their schedule's for the day, and noted that they all had Potions with Slytherin first.
"Great. That's just how I want to spend my morning. With Narcissa in a dungeon. Fantastic." Sirius moaned and set his goblet down with a thud.
"Then we have Herbology with Hufflepuff, and then Transfiguration with just Gryffindors." Sophie kept reading. "And lastly, we have broomstick practice! YES! I used to ride my brother's broomstick's around the backyard when they weren't home. I love quidditch!"
"James loves quidditch too, don't you James." Sirius answered.
"Mmmhhmmm." James mumbled as he chewed a pancake. When he swallowed, he said "Some day I'm going to be a professional quidditch player." He grinned widely.
"I'm going to try out for the Gryffindor quidditch team next year." Sophie announced.
They went to Potions class and met their teacher, Professor Threeply. He was a tall gangly looking man with slicked back blonde hair and dark eyes that sunk into his head. He glared at the students and steepled his fingers.
"Well well well. What an interesting class this is going to be." Threeply sneered and Sophie felt a chill go up her spine.
Sirius scribbled something down on a piece of paper, and handed it to Sophie. She looked at it. It had a chicken scratch drawing of Professor Threeply with a big mole on his face and it big letters it said "Threeply is an stupid, ugly git! –Sirius." Evidently, Threeply saw Sirius pass it to her and before she knew it, he was standing right in front of her holding his hand out.
"Miss Carwin, what have you got in that hand of yours?" he asked her, sneering again.
"Er... nothing Professor!" she screeched and she made to rip it up, but he snatched it from her and looked at it. She saw by the look on his face that he wasn't pleased with Sirius' interpretation of him.
"Love notes from your boyfriend?" he forced a laugh. Sophie was getting annoyed by his sneering. Her blood boiled.
"First of all, he's NOT my boyfriend, and second, maybe if you didn't sneer at people so much, they might actually like you!" She knew the minute after she said it, it had been a mistake.
His crooked smile faded. "Detention. Black. Carwin. 8pm sharp." He turned at his robes swished behind him.
Sophie looked over at Sirius who was blushing. James was glaring at him. They had been planning on setting up a practical joke to play on Sirius' cousin, but now that Sirius had detention, they couldn't. He looked at Sophie, who was also glaring at him. Narcissa giggled over in her corner with her friends. Sophie loathed them.
"Our first class on our first day and you had to go and get us detention! I don't believe you!" Sophie exploded after class. Threeply had given them extra homework too.
Sirius glared at her. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have passed you the note in the first place... at least not on the first day. I should have waited a week." He smirked. Sophie rolled her eyes.
Herbology flew by in a midst of blurring color. The class its self was pretty boring, but when Peter accidentally knocked over a table of baby mandrakes, half the classes passed out, and Peter had to go to the hospital wing because one had bitten him on his nose.
After coming to, the students went to Transfiguration. McGonagall was nice enough, but she was strict and wise in that old fashioned kind of way that if you mess up once, ok. If you do it again, your screwed.
They started out with something "easy" as McGonagall said. They tried to turn eggs into chicks. James turned his into a rock, Sirius turned his into a rabbit, Sophie turned hers into a duckling which was as close to a chick as anyone got except for Remus who turned his into the perfect little chick, and Peter who misshapedly turned his hand into a cactus.
"However did that bloke get into Gryffindor?" Sirius asked James.
"Dunno, but how did Snivillus get into Hogwarts?" they both laughed.
Their last class that day was broomstick practice. Madame Fletcher showed them how to perch themselves on their broomsticks and fly a few feet off the ground. James began to show off by flying higher and higher. But Sophie, having learned to ride by the time she was 8 took off and followed James to the top of the trees, where they both tried to Wronski Feignt each other. Madame Fletcher gave them both full marks, 20 house points, and a standing ovation.
By the time they got back to the common room after dinner, it was already 7:30pm.
"We'd better get going to Threeply's." Sirius said.
"Yah, guess so." Sophie agreed.
They made their way to the dungeons when they heard whispers.
"The school will never know what hit it! It'll be impossible to know who did it!" Sophie and James looked at each other and then tiptoed over behind a wall where they could see who was talking.
"Its that blonde boy!" Sirius whispered in her ear.
"And we'll get what we want, or my name isn't Lucious Malfoy!" the blonde boy stated. His two cronies laughed deeply.
"Wonder what he's up to..." Sirius thought outloud.
Sophie looked at her watch. It was 8:04. "Well we can't find out now, we're already late!"
They sprinted into Threeply's classroom, and over to his desk, breathing heavily from running so fast to get there. Sophie looked at the clock. It was 8:00.
"You're late." Threeply announced, sneering once more.
"Someday. I'm going to give you such a smack that you'll wake up in the lake." Sophie thought.
"I was only going to make you stay for an hour, but I think I'll have you stay until 10:00pm now." He laughed to himself.
Sirius groaned. Neither of them had been able to start any of their homework yet.
"Oh, in that case, I'll make it 11:00pm" there went the sneer again.
Sirius look livid, but he didn't dare say anything more. Threeply made them scour cauldrons without magic for 3 hours. By the time they got back up to Gryffindor common room, they were practically dead.
"If you do the transfiguration and defense against the dark arts homework, I'll do the charms and potions and then we can copy each other, alright?" Sirius asked her flopping down into an easy chair.
Normally, Sophie didn't enjoy cheating, but this was a rare occasion and she gleefully accepted his offer.
Around one o'clock, Sophie finished the essays they she had had to write. Sirius was still madly working so she decided to wait for him to finish and rest her eyes instead of leaving him and going to bed. She rolled over on the couch and put her head down on one of the soft pillows.
She had a dream that she was on her broomstick flying around a huge brick red, fire breathing dragon. She wove in and out of its fiery blasts. The crowds were yelling her name. "Carwin, Carwin, Carwin!" they chanted louder and louder. Suddenly, the broom jolted and she flew forwards and off the broom. She was falling, falling, and screaming. She was going to hit the ground. Closer, closer. Right before she hit, she woke up in a cold sweat.
She was back on her couch and someone had laid a blanket on top of her. She sat up and looked around. Sirius was sprawled eagled and out cold in the middle of the floor, drooling profusely. Sophie giggled at the sight of it. She looked out of the window and the sky was still dark. Her watch read 5:37am. She'd gotten so little sleep, but she would have to get up soon anyways, so she went up to her room and changed into some new clothes. She went back down into the common room and curled up with Quidditch Through the Ages.
At 6:15am, the students of Gryffindor stared awakening and Sophie threw a pillow at Sirius to wake him up.
The next morning, Sophie was woken up by Lily shaking her shoulders.
"Breakfast!" she shouted in her ear.
"You sure are perky at 6 in the morning." Sophie told her.
The girls got dressed and skipped down to the common room and out of the door to the great hall. They got lost a few times on their way, but managed to make it to the hall by 6:45. James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were already there. Lily made it an obvious point to sit at the other end of the table, far from James, but Sophie sat across from him.
"Mmmm bacon." James said and offered Sophie some. She took some and passed it down the line of students.
"This hall sure is pretty. And I love the ceiling! It makes you feel as if your eating a picnic outside!" Sophie said and she looked up to see a sun, clouds and even birds flying overhead.
The five students looked at their schedule's for the day, and noted that they all had Potions with Slytherin first.
"Great. That's just how I want to spend my morning. With Narcissa in a dungeon. Fantastic." Sirius moaned and set his goblet down with a thud.
"Then we have Herbology with Hufflepuff, and then Transfiguration with just Gryffindors." Sophie kept reading. "And lastly, we have broomstick practice! YES! I used to ride my brother's broomstick's around the backyard when they weren't home. I love quidditch!"
"James loves quidditch too, don't you James." Sirius answered.
"Mmmhhmmm." James mumbled as he chewed a pancake. When he swallowed, he said "Some day I'm going to be a professional quidditch player." He grinned widely.
"I'm going to try out for the Gryffindor quidditch team next year." Sophie announced.
They went to Potions class and met their teacher, Professor Threeply. He was a tall gangly looking man with slicked back blonde hair and dark eyes that sunk into his head. He glared at the students and steepled his fingers.
"Well well well. What an interesting class this is going to be." Threeply sneered and Sophie felt a chill go up her spine.
Sirius scribbled something down on a piece of paper, and handed it to Sophie. She looked at it. It had a chicken scratch drawing of Professor Threeply with a big mole on his face and it big letters it said "Threeply is an stupid, ugly git! –Sirius." Evidently, Threeply saw Sirius pass it to her and before she knew it, he was standing right in front of her holding his hand out.
"Miss Carwin, what have you got in that hand of yours?" he asked her, sneering again.
"Er... nothing Professor!" she screeched and she made to rip it up, but he snatched it from her and looked at it. She saw by the look on his face that he wasn't pleased with Sirius' interpretation of him.
"Love notes from your boyfriend?" he forced a laugh. Sophie was getting annoyed by his sneering. Her blood boiled.
"First of all, he's NOT my boyfriend, and second, maybe if you didn't sneer at people so much, they might actually like you!" She knew the minute after she said it, it had been a mistake.
His crooked smile faded. "Detention. Black. Carwin. 8pm sharp." He turned at his robes swished behind him.
Sophie looked over at Sirius who was blushing. James was glaring at him. They had been planning on setting up a practical joke to play on Sirius' cousin, but now that Sirius had detention, they couldn't. He looked at Sophie, who was also glaring at him. Narcissa giggled over in her corner with her friends. Sophie loathed them.
"Our first class on our first day and you had to go and get us detention! I don't believe you!" Sophie exploded after class. Threeply had given them extra homework too.
Sirius glared at her. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have passed you the note in the first place... at least not on the first day. I should have waited a week." He smirked. Sophie rolled her eyes.
Herbology flew by in a midst of blurring color. The class its self was pretty boring, but when Peter accidentally knocked over a table of baby mandrakes, half the classes passed out, and Peter had to go to the hospital wing because one had bitten him on his nose.
After coming to, the students went to Transfiguration. McGonagall was nice enough, but she was strict and wise in that old fashioned kind of way that if you mess up once, ok. If you do it again, your screwed.
They started out with something "easy" as McGonagall said. They tried to turn eggs into chicks. James turned his into a rock, Sirius turned his into a rabbit, Sophie turned hers into a duckling which was as close to a chick as anyone got except for Remus who turned his into the perfect little chick, and Peter who misshapedly turned his hand into a cactus.
"However did that bloke get into Gryffindor?" Sirius asked James.
"Dunno, but how did Snivillus get into Hogwarts?" they both laughed.
Their last class that day was broomstick practice. Madame Fletcher showed them how to perch themselves on their broomsticks and fly a few feet off the ground. James began to show off by flying higher and higher. But Sophie, having learned to ride by the time she was 8 took off and followed James to the top of the trees, where they both tried to Wronski Feignt each other. Madame Fletcher gave them both full marks, 20 house points, and a standing ovation.
By the time they got back to the common room after dinner, it was already 7:30pm.
"We'd better get going to Threeply's." Sirius said.
"Yah, guess so." Sophie agreed.
They made their way to the dungeons when they heard whispers.
"The school will never know what hit it! It'll be impossible to know who did it!" Sophie and James looked at each other and then tiptoed over behind a wall where they could see who was talking.
"Its that blonde boy!" Sirius whispered in her ear.
"And we'll get what we want, or my name isn't Lucious Malfoy!" the blonde boy stated. His two cronies laughed deeply.
"Wonder what he's up to..." Sirius thought outloud.
Sophie looked at her watch. It was 8:04. "Well we can't find out now, we're already late!"
They sprinted into Threeply's classroom, and over to his desk, breathing heavily from running so fast to get there. Sophie looked at the clock. It was 8:00.
"You're late." Threeply announced, sneering once more.
"Someday. I'm going to give you such a smack that you'll wake up in the lake." Sophie thought.
"I was only going to make you stay for an hour, but I think I'll have you stay until 10:00pm now." He laughed to himself.
Sirius groaned. Neither of them had been able to start any of their homework yet.
"Oh, in that case, I'll make it 11:00pm" there went the sneer again.
Sirius look livid, but he didn't dare say anything more. Threeply made them scour cauldrons without magic for 3 hours. By the time they got back up to Gryffindor common room, they were practically dead.
"If you do the transfiguration and defense against the dark arts homework, I'll do the charms and potions and then we can copy each other, alright?" Sirius asked her flopping down into an easy chair.
Normally, Sophie didn't enjoy cheating, but this was a rare occasion and she gleefully accepted his offer.
Around one o'clock, Sophie finished the essays they she had had to write. Sirius was still madly working so she decided to wait for him to finish and rest her eyes instead of leaving him and going to bed. She rolled over on the couch and put her head down on one of the soft pillows.
She had a dream that she was on her broomstick flying around a huge brick red, fire breathing dragon. She wove in and out of its fiery blasts. The crowds were yelling her name. "Carwin, Carwin, Carwin!" they chanted louder and louder. Suddenly, the broom jolted and she flew forwards and off the broom. She was falling, falling, and screaming. She was going to hit the ground. Closer, closer. Right before she hit, she woke up in a cold sweat.
She was back on her couch and someone had laid a blanket on top of her. She sat up and looked around. Sirius was sprawled eagled and out cold in the middle of the floor, drooling profusely. Sophie giggled at the sight of it. She looked out of the window and the sky was still dark. Her watch read 5:37am. She'd gotten so little sleep, but she would have to get up soon anyways, so she went up to her room and changed into some new clothes. She went back down into the common room and curled up with Quidditch Through the Ages.
At 6:15am, the students of Gryffindor stared awakening and Sophie threw a pillow at Sirius to wake him up.