Chapter 2

"It's a jolly good ol' day. The sun is shining, the owls are dying, brooms are flying. Just let me say; AMY I KNOW YOU'RE GOING TO TURN THIS OF-"Amy irritated slammed on the thing that was singing this overly cheerful song. Trust Virginia to give her an annoying thing to get her out of bed.

"What in Merlin's name was that?" a girl complained from out of her bed. Amy ignored her.

Amy groaned and rolled out of her four poster bed. She stood up and slowly dressed herself in her school uniform. She smiled sheepishly when she recalled her dream. Her. A certain Slytherin. And of course; snogging. Her smile turned into a scowl when she woke up from her dream by Virginia's cheerfully song.

"I'm going to kill her," she hissed to no one particular and she followed her roommates as they traveled down to the Great Hall, to get some breakfast. The girls finally stopped at the big doors and tried to get in. Amy stopped abruptly and started giggling like mad.

A girl turned her head towards Amy. "What are you laughing about?" she snapped at her.

"You're trying to get in," Amy giggled. The Slytherin girl did not seem to catch on what she meant by that.

Once the girls finally managed to get the doors open they marched into the Great Hall, glaring at everyone who breathes the same air as them. Except for their fellow Slytherins of course.

Amy glanced at the Gryffindor table, there she was. The cheerful person who could just wake up and not be grumpy in the morning. Virginia noticed some one's eyes on her and looked up from her table. She smirked, thinking probably about the singing thing, and waved at Amy. Amy waved back and mouthed; 'They were trying to get in!' with a giggle. Virginia registered this and giggled too.

All the other students who saw this, were looking at them with blank faces.

Virginia returned to her breakfast and saw, out of the corner of her eye, Amy taking her seat next to that blonde boy again. Virginia smiled inwardly and looked at her schedule of her classes today. She glanced at Ginny's schedule, who sat next to her, and noticed that hers was a lot shorter than her own.

"Why do you have lesser classes than me?" Virginia pouted. Before Ginny could even utter a word, a bossy and high pitched voice interrupted her conversation.

"You have more classes because you have a lot of catching up to do. I heard the teachers talk about it and-"Virginia cut her off. "So you were eavesdropping?" she asked with sarcasm.

The girl with brown eyes and brown bushy hair looked at her as if she has gone insane. "I am a prefect, I am allowed to hear these things," she said defensively. "So you agree with eavesdropping," replied Virginia smugly.

"Again, I am a prefect. I'm allowed to hear things that normal students are not," she said in an undignified voice.

"What's a prefect?" Virginia asked confused. "Some one who can give you detentions," Ginny whispered into her ear. Virginia giggled and saw that the girl had disappeared.

"Who was that?"

"Hermione Granger. Know-it-all 6th year, has a crush on my brother and is excellent at charms class." Ginny fully informed her. That was more information than she had asked for.

Ginny smiled meekly. "I am weird, yes I know."

"Well, join the club. Me and Amy have one," Virginia joked and they both laughed.

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Amy was not in a good mood in the morning. But she tried her best not to glare a hole at someone who said 'good morning' to her.

She scowled at Draco, who was sitting straight up and fully awake. "How can you be so ... awake?" she asked. Draco turned from his breakfast and arched an eyebrow at her.

"Because I'm a Slytherin?" he simply said. Amy just noticed that everyone at her table was like him. It's like those freaky children that do all the same things. What was that movie called? Silence of the lambs ... yeah ...

Amy sighed and poured some milk for herself, as she does every morning. She took a sip of her milk and immediately felt awake. She smiled at Blaise who was sitting opposite of her.

Blaise just wiggled an eyebrow at her. She frowned, every Slytherin is always showing her one eyebrow.

"I've got to learn how to do that," she muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, the person who sat next to her started grumping.

"Goyle, stop pretending like you're going to faint. The food is right in front of you," Draco said without even looking at the person's direction.

"But," -Wheeze- "Malfoy," -Wheeze- "I think," -Wheeze- "I'm going to,"

An enormous bubbling sound came from underneath his arse and suddenly Amy smelled an unpleasant smell. "Oh god, I'm going to be sick," she explained and fanned her face. She quickly scooted over to Draco and clutched his arm.

"What is that thing?!" she asked. Amy was scarred for life from that experience.

Draco shrugged her off his arm, but didn't look annoyed. "That thing is Goyle. He doesn't know how to keep his private smells to himself," he retorted pointedly at Goyle, who had a smug smile on his face.

Amy looked at him with big eyes and quickly left the table, walking over to the Gryffindor table. Virginia saw Amy walking over to her with a horrid expression on her face. Virginia stood up and stopped Amy.

"Gods, what happened to you?" she asked her friend concerned. "Meh noh mo mornal," she uttered complete nonsense.

However, Virginia seemed to understand what she was saying. "Why aren't you normal anymore?"

Amy shook Virginia by her shoulders and looked at her with very big eyes. "I just heard a rock fart!" she almost yelled.

Virginia's lips twitched at the corner of her mouth, which eventually turned into a big grin. "Oh my, you're probably scarred for life, right?" she asked amused. Amy nodded quickly and returned to her normal state; you-watch-me-and-I-glare.

They had received a little audience from the Gryffindors as well as the Huffelpufs, the table next to them. But as soon Amy stared glaring again, they returned to their timetables.

"Hey Amy, have you seen your schedule?" Virginia asked as she sat down by the Gryffindor table. "No, why?" Amy replied confused.

"I think we're going to be tutored or something by a professor. Because we have a lot of catching up to do."

Amy looked at her blankly; she was not the person who quickly understands everything. "Never mind," her friend said and soon owls were flying all over the place. Amy took a seat next to Virginia and they both received a letter.

Amy teared it open and read it quietly to herself.

Miss Lee,

As you may have noticed, your timetable is actually a little more longer than other 5th years students. This is because you had to skip the former years. When classes end normally for all 5th years, you're going to be tutored by a teacher for normal subjects. This continues the whole year. Because of your busy schedule, you will not have to make homework of the 5th years subjects.

Be there at that exact time as the timetable says.

S. Snape.

Amy looked up from her letter to Virginia. She too had the same expression as hers. No homework.

Virginia was the first to squeal and soon followed by Amy. They were acting like children, and they knew it. "No homework! No homework!" they chanted and everyone was either glaring at them or just plainly staring.

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Virginia made sure to follow Ginny everywhere, or else she was lost. She was relieved they had almost the same classes together, except for two.

Ginny stopped abruptly and turned around. "It really annoys me that you follow me, instead of walking next to me,"

Virginia blushed and rushed a little so she was walking next to Ginny. "Sorry, I try to remember the way we walk. And it isn't easy if I suddenly walk into a wall or something," she muttered.

Ginny smiled and stepped inside a classroom. Virginia hadn't noticed this because she was memorizing their path and made contacted with hard, solid, cold stone.

She drew back from the wall and mustered her mightiest glare. She pouted, rubbed her forehead and walked into the classroom.

Ginny had already saved a seat for her, and Virginia gladly took it. "Charms class?" she asked. Ginny nodded and took out her wand.

Virginia did the same with her wand. Ginny suddenly giggled as she saw her wand. "What's so funny?" she asked, not getting it why she is giggling.

Ginny pointed at her wand. "Your wand," -Wheeze- "It's," -Wheeze- "Pink!"

Virginia looked generally offended. "And your point being?" she snapped at her. She was very fond of her pinkish wand, thank you very much.

"Alright class, I hope you enjoyed your vacation. Let's recall the charm; Accio. Please don't Accio things such as the school blackboard, like you did last time," the little dwarf mumbled under his breath.

Students began to say Accio and small objects were flying into their hands. Virginia looked excited and started mimicking their moves with her wand-

"Ow! My eye! My eye!" Ginny cried out holding her right eye, which was poked by a pinkish wand just a second ago.

"Oh, I'm sorry Ginny! I didn't mean to!" Virginia apologized, feeling very embarrassed.