Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other element of the story. Emily Black and her mother and brother are my creations so don't use without permission :) Sarah (sweets), Rilee, Lily, and Nephiro own themselves.

A/N: On comes the classes for the day. I'm warning you this turned out to be a rather. . . long chapter. YaY! Edited Note Long? After this chapter I think they all are over 2000 words... Which is definately a good thing. I changed Lily's last name from Evans to Marrin. :( But if you've read the 5th book, then you would see that Petunia is suppose to be the only living blood relative that's still alive. So Yeah. Whatever.

Chapter 6: Nephiro, Rilee, and Lily

The common room was still fill of people, so I took my work and traveled to the school library. The librarian kept peering around bookcases and corners at me as I rushed to write on the scroll. I glanced at the clock on the wall, it read fifteen minutes to 10 o'clock and I was writing my last sentence. Sighing deeply I stuffed my Fig stuff into my bag and left the library running. I made it the classroom with about a minute to spare. Inside, it looked like almost everyone was already there. I took the only empty seat next to a medium skinned girl. Her dark brown (pretty much black) hair was all done in braids and her eyes were a pretty azure color. She didn't give me a dirty look like everyone else did in fact she didn't give me any look, just stared at the teachers desk. It seemed to me as if she was nervous.

"Are you OK?" I asked the girl.

"Yeah, I just don't like this class," she replied, still looking at the desk.

Professor McGonagall showed up not long after that and was talking about how humans can turn into animal, freaky people called Animagi. Then she turned into a cat and back to a human. I was dumbstruck! 'What the hell?' She didn't seem very pleased with it though.

"Really, what has got into you all today? Not that it matters, but that's the first time my transformation's not got applause from a class." I saw about half the class turn their heads towards Harry. Oh great, what did Mr. Big-Shot do now?

"Please, Professor, we've just had our first Divination class, and we were reading tea leaves, and-," Hermione explained to everyone. Know it all. I dislike her a lot. McGonagall frowned.

"Ah, of course. There is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?" Everyone took their eyes off Harry and stared at our teacher. But I kept my gaze on Harry Potter, and so did the girl next to me.

"Me," Harry spoke up. Omigod! Yes!

"I see. Then you should know, Potter, that Sibyll Trelawney has predicted the death of one student a year since she arrived at this school. None of them has died yet. Seeing death omens is her favorite way of greeting a new class. If it weren't for the fact that I never speak ill of my colleagues-" She paused. "Divination is one of the most imprecise branches of magic. I shall not conceal from you that I have little patience with it. True Seekers are very rare, and Professor Trelawney-" She stopped again. "You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in." It made her seem like she hated Trelawney. Hell I would if she predicted the deaths of my student for shits and giggles. I laughed along with everyone else.

Class ended soon after that and I took the spare time to ask the girl who was sitting next to me her name. "Hello, I'm Emi-" I started. She turned and looked into my eyes.

"Yeah, I know. I think the whole school knows," She stated sarcastically and rolled her eyes. "I'm Lily Marrin." I smiled. "Hey, sit with me at lunch." I nodded and we took our seats at the Gryffindor table.

Draco met up with us after lunch and the three of us walked down to Hagrid's "house". From a distant it looked horrible, but man, up close it was worse. I can't believe someone that tall could fit into that tiny hut. Crabbe and Goyle were already at the door when we got there, trying to talk to the two girls from McGonagall's office.

"Ew, no, don't touch me!" The one with blue streaks said to Crabbe as she planted a slap across his ugly face. Her and the other one hurried away from the two guys and walked towards us. "They're Gryffindor, Draco. Have you no standards?" She gave me a look of intense dislike.

"Excuse me? You haven't been here any longer than I have, how can you already hate a house?" I asked harshly. She looked at me in amazement, like I was crazy to talk back to her.

"Calm down Rilee. These two are cool," Malfoy told her, as he held me back from hitting her. He put his arm around me and grinned at Rilee. She made a disgusted face and turned to talk to Miketsu. I felt the urge to introduce myself but was interrupted by Hagrid calling to us to follow.

"C'mon, now, get a move on! Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!" He led us behind the hut to an empty fenced off area in the back. "Everyone gather 'round the fence here! That's it- make sure yeh can see- now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do it open yer books-"

"How?" I heard Draco say from next to me.

"Eh?" Hagrid gave him the look he gave me when I asked where I was after I woke up.

"How do you open our books?" I took out my own book that I had duct taped together when everyone else did. Draco had used a rope where others had used belts.

"Hasn'- hasn' anyone bin able ter open their books?" His face went a little pale and we shook our heads "no". "Yeh've got ter stroke 'em. Look-" He took Hermione's book, peeled off the tape. I watched as the book tried to bite but fell open when Hagrid ran its fingers down the side.

"Oh, how silly we've all been! We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!" I elbowed him in the side hard. "Ow, Emi!" he whispered to me.

"Be nice Draco!" I commanded him.

"I- I thought they were funny," Hagrid stuttered.

"Oh tremendously funny! Really witty, giving us books that try and rip our hands off!" I hit him again. He looked down at me and I just glared.

"Shut up, Malfoy," Harry told him. I totally agreed.

"Righ' then, so- so yeh've got yer books an'- an'- now yeh need the Magical Creatures. Yeah. So I'll go an' get 'em. Hang on . . ." I followed him with my eyes as he disappeared into the forest. God, I hope he comes back.

"God, this places is going to the dogs. That oaf teaching classes, my father'll have a fit when I tell him-"

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry and I said at the same time. We stared at each other, before I put my eyes on Draco.

"Oooooooh," One of the Gryffindor girls squealed.

"Careful, Potter, there's a dementor behind you-" I smacked his arm as Hagrid pulled out about twelve of the most demented things I've ever seen (even after meeting Crabbe and Goyle). They had had a mix of body parts . . . the torso, back legs and tails were horses while the front legs; the wings and heads seemed to belong to an eagle or a hawk. I thought they looked particularly scary.

"Hippogriffs! Beau'tiful, aren't they?" Ew. Beautiful? The guy really is crazy! "So, if yeh wan' ter come a bit nearer-" I saw Hermione, Harry and Ron move closer, along with Miketsu and Rilee. So I thought why not me? I approached the fence cautiously. "Now, firs' thing yeh gotta know abou' hippogriffs is, they're proud, easily offended, hippogriffs are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it might be the last thing yeh do." I glanced back and saw that Draco wasn't even paying attention. The moron. "Yeh always wait fer the hippogriff ter make the firs' move. It's polite, see? Yeh walk toward him, and yeh bow an' yeh wait. If he bows back, yeh're allowed ter touch him. If he doesn' bow, then get away from him sharpish, 'cause those talons hurt. Right- who wants ter go first?" I looked at the creatures and saw they didn't look very friendly at the moment and I sure as hell wasn't going to volunteer.

Hagrid asked again, still nobody, until Potter said he'd do it. Wasn't he supposed to die soon? I smiled at the thought of the Hippogriff ripping Harry's limbs off. Malfoy causally walked to my side and slipped his arm around my waist as Harry demonstrated to the class.

"Can't you be a little nice, Draco? I mean it's the guys first class," I whispered to him. He didn't answer; his gaze was on Potter and the hippogriff.

"Easy, now, Harry," Hagrid coached. "Yeh've got eye contact now try not ter blink . . . Hippogriffs don' trust yeh if yeh blink too much . . . Tha's it, tha's it Harry . . . now, bow . . ." I stopped paying attention, I was listening to what Hagrid said before. Blah Blah. Soon Harry was able to touch the beast and the class applauded. Why clap? It's not like he did something important. Harry climbed on to Buckbeak's back right before Hagrid patted the creature. Buckbeak soared into the air quickly, and Potter looked like he was going to puke.

When he landed the whole class went to different hippogriffs. Miketsu, Rilee, Lily and I took one that had gentle blue eyes and a green tint to his brown feathers. I stared into its eyes, then did a quick bow. The hippogriff continued to look intently into my eyeballs. It bent its knees gracefully and then stood back up. I walked up to it and patted its head softly. I pet the creature and walked away slowly to see how Malfoy was doing with Buckbeak. When I got over to him he was already petting its beak.

"This is very easy. I knew it must have been, if Potter could do it," Draco was saying nauseatingly. "I bet you're not dangerous at all, are you? Are you, you great ugly brute?"

"Malfoy, No!" I yelled, but it was too late. Buckbeak swung its talons up and sliced Draco on the arm. He screamed in pain and I ran up to see how bad it was. It was a deep wound; blood was already soaking his school robes. I wasn't the only who came up to see if he was all right (which he apparently wasn't), Miketsu, Rilee, Crabbe and Goyle also surrounded him. Malfoy curled up in a ball holding his arm and moaning.

"I'm dying! I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!" he yelled.

"Oh shut up you pansy you're not dying!" Miketsu told him, and everyone around us snickered.

"Yer not dyin'! Someone help me- gotta get him outta here-" Hermione opened the gates and Hagrid ran with Draco up to the castle. I was close at their heels, not wanting to hang with the class.

"Wait, Black!" I heard a couple of voice yell from behind me. I slowed down a bit as Rilee, Miketsu, and Lily came into view.

"Yes, may I help you three?" I asked as if was some Ministry of Magic official.

"Snotty bitch," I heard Miketsu say under her breath. My brows deepen as I fasten my pace. I heard Rilee's stern tone cuss out Miketsu.

"Shut the hell up, Nephiro and take that stick out of your ass. I'm tired of your shit." When we got into the castle, Pansy (Yeah, that dog actually had a name, and it wasn't Fido) said she was going to see if he was OK. Nah-Uh. Not on my watch. I ran by Pansy and gave her a shove and continued up the staircase that led to the Infirmary.

A/N: Erin: god emi is moody. Thank you. :) I try.