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No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
13- Morning
Mona was shook awake by Parvati. 'Come on, wake up, sleepyhead,' Parvati said then giggled. Mona was happy to be sharing her dorm with Parvati, Lavendar, and Hermione. Well, not so much Hermione. Hermione seemed to not be so very friendly to her; Hermione acted as if she was something to be examined, like she was a dangerous snake or something. Parvati and Lavendar, however, were a great group. They stayed up half the night talking about, well her of course, classes, boys, shopping, and all sort of stuff. Mona grabbed on her robes and was about to head downstairs when Lavendar grabbed her back. 'You aren't going downstairs like that, are you?' said Lavendar. 'Ya,' said Mona, 'these are the right robes, right?' 'Sure you're wearing your uniform,' said Parvati, who had just joined in, 'but you forgot the most important thing.' Both girls looked at each other, and then squealed, 'MAKE UP!' They both grabbed Mona and put her in a seat in front of the mirror. 'Dearest,' said Lavendar in a make up artists tone, 'you have a gorgeous complexion. Why not make it even more noticeable?' They started dabbing her in huge quantities of make up. 'Wait,' said Mona, 'just use a little, ok. I've never used make up before.' 'My, my,' whispered Parvati sadly, 'what a deprived child.' 'Don't worry, we'll juuuuuuuuuuust make you beautiful,' they both said and started giggling. Hermione passed by them on her way out. Mona noticed she wasn't wearing make up. Hermione simply looked at her angrily, 'Was that jealousy, I saw,' thought Mona as Hermione swept down the stairs with books in her hands.
14- Breakfast
Lavendar, Parvati, and Mona walked down to the Great Hall together. Parvati and Lavendar were smiling wildly, loving their work. If possible, more people were looking at her than yesterday. They all sat down across from Harry, Ron, and Hermione to eat breakfast. Soon, Professor Mc Gonagall had started to hand out the class schedules throughout Gryffindor. Mona and Harry had all the same classes since they were both going to become aurors. Lavendar was taking advanced divination classes since she was believed to be a seer. Parvati was going into potions since she was going to make magical beauty potions when she got older. Mona looked down at her schedule. It said double Potions first till lunch, then Transfiguration, and lastly Care of Magical Creatures. 'Yes, potions,' Mona said happily. She would be able to spend time with the few bits of family she had left. Harry and Ron, however, looked at her like she was crazy. 'Has she lost it,' said Ron to Harry. 'Did she actually sound happy by taking potions?' 'Remember, she's new,' said Harry logically, 'She still doesn't know how evil the stupid git is.' 'But,' said Hermione, 'didn't you spend some time with him, when they were introducing you around the school? You should have found out how cold he is.' Hermione was looking at her suspiciously again. 'He wasn't that bad, really,' said Mona looking Hermione straight in the face. Hermione raised her eyebrows. 'Not that bad,' gasped Ron, 'I don't believe it. You're probably the only person in the school, except for a Slytherin, who actually doesn't hate the git.' 'He's not a git,' said Mona. Her temper was rising; she looked over to the teacher's table and saw her uncle eating his breakfast quietly. Snape was looking around the Great Hall; his eyes seemed to warm as he looked at her, but only momentarily. He looked away, as if to keep his pose. Hermione followed Mona's gaze. She saw Snape look at Mona strangely. 'No,' thought Hermione, 'did Snape actually look... nice?' Hermione shook her head, that was impossible. The closest Snape got to nice was when he smirked at the Slytherins. But, she was so sure... 'At least I don't have to take his class anymore,' said Ron happily. They all got up and started off to class.
15-Potions
After going down many staircases, they finally reached the dungeons. Harry sadly walked into class as if his fate rested there, and Hermione followed. Mona was going to sit by Harry at the back of the class, but Hermione sat by him and looked at her as if to say, 'Don't even think about.' Mona looked around and decided to sit with Parvati at the left front side of the class where she was welcomed. Draco and his goons came in and sat right behind her and started until Snape came in. 'Quiet down,' he ordered as he stomped into class, his cloak billowing behind him. Mona looked around and found out that his order wasn't necessary. 'Well, well, well...,' he said. 'So you are the 6th years who passed OWL Potions,' he snarled at them all. 'You must know that I will have no playing around in this year, you must work hard or else you will be kicked out of this class... and if I'm lucky, out of the school.' Snape smirked directly at Harry. 'I know that most of you made it in this year, directly by luck,' he said and looked at Harry again. 'Well, if you all aren't dunderheads, you will be able to make this potion flawlessly,' Snape said and put complicated instructions for a potion on the board. Mona looked up at the board. It was so far away and the writing was so small, how would she be able to work properly without seeing the board? She sat up straightly and put her hand directly up into the air. 'Yes, Ms. Abd Allah?' said Snape as he caught attention of her hand. The class had directed their attention to her. 'I just wanted to ask if you could make your writing bigger, it's hard to see,' she said logically. The whole class became absolutely quiet, and Parvati looked at her as if she had just dug her own grave. Snape, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting an inner battle. To agree to his favorite nieces simple wish or play his evil role. The evil role was much more enjoyable, but as Snape looked into Mona's fair and pleading eyes, he said bitterly, 'I suppose so.' With a flick of his wand, the writing became much larger. 'After all, some idiots with glasses may not be able to see?' he said to the class as the Slytherins guffawed with laughter directed in Harry's direction.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
13- Morning
Mona was shook awake by Parvati. 'Come on, wake up, sleepyhead,' Parvati said then giggled. Mona was happy to be sharing her dorm with Parvati, Lavendar, and Hermione. Well, not so much Hermione. Hermione seemed to not be so very friendly to her; Hermione acted as if she was something to be examined, like she was a dangerous snake or something. Parvati and Lavendar, however, were a great group. They stayed up half the night talking about, well her of course, classes, boys, shopping, and all sort of stuff. Mona grabbed on her robes and was about to head downstairs when Lavendar grabbed her back. 'You aren't going downstairs like that, are you?' said Lavendar. 'Ya,' said Mona, 'these are the right robes, right?' 'Sure you're wearing your uniform,' said Parvati, who had just joined in, 'but you forgot the most important thing.' Both girls looked at each other, and then squealed, 'MAKE UP!' They both grabbed Mona and put her in a seat in front of the mirror. 'Dearest,' said Lavendar in a make up artists tone, 'you have a gorgeous complexion. Why not make it even more noticeable?' They started dabbing her in huge quantities of make up. 'Wait,' said Mona, 'just use a little, ok. I've never used make up before.' 'My, my,' whispered Parvati sadly, 'what a deprived child.' 'Don't worry, we'll juuuuuuuuuuust make you beautiful,' they both said and started giggling. Hermione passed by them on her way out. Mona noticed she wasn't wearing make up. Hermione simply looked at her angrily, 'Was that jealousy, I saw,' thought Mona as Hermione swept down the stairs with books in her hands.
14- Breakfast
Lavendar, Parvati, and Mona walked down to the Great Hall together. Parvati and Lavendar were smiling wildly, loving their work. If possible, more people were looking at her than yesterday. They all sat down across from Harry, Ron, and Hermione to eat breakfast. Soon, Professor Mc Gonagall had started to hand out the class schedules throughout Gryffindor. Mona and Harry had all the same classes since they were both going to become aurors. Lavendar was taking advanced divination classes since she was believed to be a seer. Parvati was going into potions since she was going to make magical beauty potions when she got older. Mona looked down at her schedule. It said double Potions first till lunch, then Transfiguration, and lastly Care of Magical Creatures. 'Yes, potions,' Mona said happily. She would be able to spend time with the few bits of family she had left. Harry and Ron, however, looked at her like she was crazy. 'Has she lost it,' said Ron to Harry. 'Did she actually sound happy by taking potions?' 'Remember, she's new,' said Harry logically, 'She still doesn't know how evil the stupid git is.' 'But,' said Hermione, 'didn't you spend some time with him, when they were introducing you around the school? You should have found out how cold he is.' Hermione was looking at her suspiciously again. 'He wasn't that bad, really,' said Mona looking Hermione straight in the face. Hermione raised her eyebrows. 'Not that bad,' gasped Ron, 'I don't believe it. You're probably the only person in the school, except for a Slytherin, who actually doesn't hate the git.' 'He's not a git,' said Mona. Her temper was rising; she looked over to the teacher's table and saw her uncle eating his breakfast quietly. Snape was looking around the Great Hall; his eyes seemed to warm as he looked at her, but only momentarily. He looked away, as if to keep his pose. Hermione followed Mona's gaze. She saw Snape look at Mona strangely. 'No,' thought Hermione, 'did Snape actually look... nice?' Hermione shook her head, that was impossible. The closest Snape got to nice was when he smirked at the Slytherins. But, she was so sure... 'At least I don't have to take his class anymore,' said Ron happily. They all got up and started off to class.
15-Potions
After going down many staircases, they finally reached the dungeons. Harry sadly walked into class as if his fate rested there, and Hermione followed. Mona was going to sit by Harry at the back of the class, but Hermione sat by him and looked at her as if to say, 'Don't even think about.' Mona looked around and decided to sit with Parvati at the left front side of the class where she was welcomed. Draco and his goons came in and sat right behind her and started until Snape came in. 'Quiet down,' he ordered as he stomped into class, his cloak billowing behind him. Mona looked around and found out that his order wasn't necessary. 'Well, well, well...,' he said. 'So you are the 6th years who passed OWL Potions,' he snarled at them all. 'You must know that I will have no playing around in this year, you must work hard or else you will be kicked out of this class... and if I'm lucky, out of the school.' Snape smirked directly at Harry. 'I know that most of you made it in this year, directly by luck,' he said and looked at Harry again. 'Well, if you all aren't dunderheads, you will be able to make this potion flawlessly,' Snape said and put complicated instructions for a potion on the board. Mona looked up at the board. It was so far away and the writing was so small, how would she be able to work properly without seeing the board? She sat up straightly and put her hand directly up into the air. 'Yes, Ms. Abd Allah?' said Snape as he caught attention of her hand. The class had directed their attention to her. 'I just wanted to ask if you could make your writing bigger, it's hard to see,' she said logically. The whole class became absolutely quiet, and Parvati looked at her as if she had just dug her own grave. Snape, on the other hand, seemed to be fighting an inner battle. To agree to his favorite nieces simple wish or play his evil role. The evil role was much more enjoyable, but as Snape looked into Mona's fair and pleading eyes, he said bitterly, 'I suppose so.' With a flick of his wand, the writing became much larger. 'After all, some idiots with glasses may not be able to see?' he said to the class as the Slytherins guffawed with laughter directed in Harry's direction.