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Chapter 3: Just the First Day

Hermione was already eating breakfast in the Grubbery when Ron, Harry, Draco, and Maria, sat down.

"Morning all. Sleep well?"

"Why are you always so cheerful in the morning?" Ron asked. "Even at Hogwarts you were as hyper as ever in the morning."

"You never seemed to object before. Besides would you prefer I be like you?" Hermione put on her best imitation of Ron's voice. "'Give me five more minutes mum."

Everyone had a good laugh at that when owls started arriving.

"We have mail already?" Harry asked. He sometimes dreaded getting his mail because of love letters girls would send him constantly.

Maria looked down the table at him. "No, not really. These are our schedules. Rookies get one free class choice, and that was supposed to be sent on ahead. Everything else is predetermined by your major."

"How'd you know?" Ron asked. He had just gotten through pilling a glob of porridge onto his plate, and grabbed a few pieces of toast to go with it. Hermione was used to his huge appetite, but she wished he would just eat like a gentleman for once in his life.

"We knew that because we came here for a tour of the grounds remember Ron? When your family has money, wants become a necessity. No offence."

"Actually, none taken," Ron said. And the thing that shocked Hermione most about that statement was that he didn't have a bit of food in his mouth when he said it.

Hermione looked at her schedule and her jaw dropped. She had five classes per day, and most of them were advanced this. In the morning before lunch she had Foreign Magic Class with Professor Rachel Calvro, Advanced Transfiguration with Professor Ela Valkrys, and then Advanced Herbology with Professor Tim Nelson. After lunch she had Publishing with Professor Jaclyne Franz, and then Aquatics with Professor Ken Meno. And that was only one day. She also had four more classes that included Advanced Potions with Professor Alan Cortez, Culinary Arts with Professor Vanessa Cook, Advanced Charms with Professor Charles Duncan, and then Astrology with Professor John O'Neill. Her free period was to be with the Headmaster, Tyson Zelgrave, himself; and to be right after lunch before Astrology.

"Ron, can I see your schedule real quick?"

"Are you going to do all my class and homework for me?" Ron teased. Ever since Hermione had helped him ace his potions final their last year, he always teased her about helping him.

"No, and you know that." After comparing both their schedules, she said, "We have the same classes except for our free period."

"Yeah, rookies have no choice. We all get exposed to the same stuff at the same time. It's their way of giving us an actual glance of what other majors are," Maria said. She was very beautiful. She was nineteen, and her hispanic heritage gave her a wonderful complexion. Her long black hair, and just slightly dark hair, did wonders to young men's minds. Draco was also what many girls were looking for. Young, slender, athletic, rich, handsome, blonde, and very charming. It was like putting the most sought after students together on purpose to make everyone mad. With that thought in her mind Hermione walked with her friends to Professor Calvro's class.

Once inside Hermione looked around. All over every wall were pictures framing pictures of different cultures. All the desk were arranged in the middle of the classroom, but there were no chairs. Professor Calvro stepped from her office, and stood in front of them. She was a pleasant looking witch with a tan hair shade, and soft red robes.

"Welcome to your first lesson in Foreign Magic Class. My name, as most of you know, is Professor Rachel Calvro. I will be teaching you what other cultures have what other different customs and enchantments. This magic is very advanced, which is only why it is offered at the most prestigious of colleges. For starters I would like to place you all in a seating chart so I get to know you all. When you get to your seat you will have to conjure your own chair, as I find it more interesting to have students remember magic right off the back." After five minutes, and many chairs instantly appearing, Professor Calvro stood in front of the class again.

"Our first unit will cover Native American magic. Do we have anybody in this class that can help us with this unit? You don't have to, but I always appreciate an assistant."

A girl toward the back raised her hand. "What's your name dear?"

In a very pleasant voice, with an american accent, "Cheyenne Smith."

"Would you be willing to help me with this section. You will only demonstrate if you can, adn I will do the actual teaching."

"Sure."

"Come on up dear."

As she walked to the front of the class, everyone got a good look at her. Many male mouths were hitting the desks as she was very beautiful. She was Native American, and showed it. She wore a turquoise colored robes, and had many indian style pieces of jewelry on. Hermione noticed that she was slightly shorter than Harry, and she noticed that he noticed as well. Her black hair flowed down to her shoulders, and her skin was a nice brown tan. Her face was stunning, and her coffee eyes captivating.

"Now, Miss Smith. Would you please tell the class a little about yourself?"

"I am a part of the Sioux tribe in the United States. I am eighteen, nineteen in a few weeks, and can speak Sioux and English very well."

"Thank you. Now, would you please describe briefly about some of the dances."

"My people used dances to hide from intruders. The wizards would dance in a circle, and with hidden wands, cast their spells. The main wizard, not the chief or leader, but the best magician would be known as the only 'wizard' that we had. He would only do limited magic, but just enough to keep other people into thinking it was just superstitous."

"Thank you. Now, we are going to go outside and learn a Rain Dance. Cheyenne will you help us with that?"

"Of course Professor."

An hour and a half later all the students came in, soar, discouraged, and tired. Only three people had conjured a good amount of rain; Hermione, Cheyenne, and Maria. Professor Calvro had noticed this, and stood in front of the class.

"I would like to congratulate our three successes today. And guys, don't feel bad. Very few guys can get the dances right on the first try. That is except for the War Dance. Somehow that seems to just click with them. Why is that Cheyenne?"

"No one really knows Professor. Most just say it's because War and Men always mix."

In the middle of a long shower of laughing, a bell that sounded as though it were from Notre Dame itself sounded.

"Time for your next class students. I will see you in a few days. Be prepared to dance your hearts out."

The rest of the morning was very eventful. In transfiguration the students had to start learning how to turn animals into different animals. Professor Valkrys was a stocky woman with a german accent, and gentle brown robes. Then in Herbology, the students had to plant a seed, and predict what it was after seeing only the seed and getting a hint from the package. Professor Nelson was a very pale teacher, and very sickly. He looked as though he had never gone outside in his life, and as though if you touched him he would break. After a good lunch everyone went to Publishing with Professor Franz. She was a strict woman who wore flowing blue robes. All students took her class, in case they ever had to publish anyting from a book to a simple paper. She reminded Hermione a lot of Professor McGonogall. When everyone arrived to Aquatics, Captain Meno was in a pair of swimming trunks, and was waiting beside a pool.

"Thank you for your hustle. I run my class like a run my ship, on schedule. Don't be late, period. Now today, I'm going to test how many glowing eggs you can grab from the bottom of this pool, and bring back in two minutes. In Aquatics you must know how to swim and swim well. Don't worry about drowning. There are friendly merfolk down there who will bring you to the surface if you start getting into trouble. You will not get the chance of magic or aid of any kind. You must actually hold your breath, and actually swim. I will give you all a couple of minutes to get your swimming attire on, and then we start."

After everyone was in their swimming attire, Professor Meno walked among them and magically inspected their clothes for any spells or enchantments to help them in any way. Once convinced, he started calling students forward, and launched a blast of energy from his wand to start. Draco had to go first, and every girl's attention was on his pair of blue splotched green pair of trunks. After his dive, Hermione looked around and noticed Harry was missing. She quickly located him over by Cheyenne, and noticed that she wasn't minding at all this extra attention. Hermione didn't have much extra time to think on this as she was next, trying to beat Draco pulling up four eggs. Hermione matched him, and had time to go down one more egg than him. By the end of the class period, with a lot of shivering and whining; the record was held by Harry who had brought up a record of seven eggs.

Looking at the class Professor Meno started talking about why they have an Aquatics class. Since many of the best paying jobs are on islands, it's his job to make sure you are comfortable being on any kind of boat, in any kind of weather, and always comfortable in water. He even said that during Christmas break he would take an interested few on a boating trip with him and a few of his sailors for a full blown sailing experience. At the bell all the student swalked back to the Grubbery for a nice warm meal, and to hear of any other announcements.

Headmaster Zelgrave stood up before the meal, and waited for silence. "I would like to congratulate this years rookies on their first day. The teachers tell me this lot was very enthusiastic about everything, and tried very hard in all they did. No one had more compliments than Professor Franz. And as the rest of you know, when she compliments you; you've done well. I would like to inform the rookies that Quidditch team tryouts will be this Saturday. Our coach, Mr. Oliver Wood down on this end here" pointing to his left "will have a sign-up sheet passed around for interested. And rookies, you can try out for the team and make it. I myself made it as Keeper my rookie year, and defended it all of my years here. Now, happy meal; and good luck to you all."

N/A: The next chapter will cover a lot of information. You'll have to keep on your toes for info. Don't forget to look at my other story(s), and give me reviews.