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The food tasted delicious, as usual. I turned to face Charlotte on my left, where she was eating daintely, and talking to Cole on the other side of the table.
"Hey Char?" I tried to interject, "Char?" I asked again, "Oh, forget it". They looked too deep in conversation for me to try to interpose again.
I turned to my right to see Skylar laughing with Mark. Ah yes, those two were incredible, but again, I didn't want to interject into their fun, it wasn't worth the work. I couldn't help but feel utterly lonely.
"I think I'm going to go on to the tower, ok guys?" I said with a sigh. In return I think the most I got as an answer was, "uh-huh".
I walked out of the Great Hall unnoticed by my friends and started my way up to Gryfinndor Tower. However, Prof. Crieghton walking briskly around the corner and running into me soon delayed me from my route. "EXCUSE ME DEAR!" she half-yelped in a shrill almost scared voice. And then she was off again. Prof. Creighton had always seemed quite weird and oblivious to the outside world. This kind of incident was normal, and I shook it off my mind, maybe I would tell Skylar about it later.
The common room was warm from the already burning fires. They half- lit the room, which made it look mysterious. I breathed in the air of my old home. It felt good. I clearly was the first one in here tonight, I couldn't remember a time when I had ever been in here by myself. Then again, the way things have been going lately, I'll probably be going to places on my own quite a bit.
I went to sleep that night without seeing any of my friends again and woke up for the first day of classes at my usual early time. I slowly walked down the stairs to the commons and who should I see there sitting on a couch, reading a book, but Skylar himself.
"My eyes deceive me, is Skylar Coffman actually doing something for school before the term has even started?" I asked him in a soft whisper.
He looked up from his book and spoke, "Your eyes actually do. The book I'm reading here is called, "Quidittch Through the Ages" which happens to be the 6th time I've read it and I suspect that you've read it also".
"Just once"
"Then I recommend you read it again," he said.
"I would, but I like to broaden my reading material," One thing you wouldn't expect from me is that I am an avid reader. You wouldn't catch me doing extra reading for a class like Charms, but I enjoyed reading wizard's fiction, and sometimes I would even sneak off to read some muggle literature. I could get lost in a book for a whole day. I think I like the idea of reading about someone else's life whose actually means something.
"Prof. Kim talked to me last night about being the Quidittch captain for Gryfinndor this year, so I though maybe I could catch a few pointers from the book," Skylar said. Prof. Kim was our DADA teacher and also our head of house. She happened to be my favorite teacher, and I excelled in her class.
"That's great Sky, you of course agreed to do it right?" I asked, however I don't think I sounded as excited as I should have. I think I was somewhat angry, that she didn't come to me first.
"Yes...kind of...well, not really," he answered giving me somewhat of a needing look, "I mean being captain takes a lot of work, and what about you? I'm sure you would make a great captain".
"Well, thanks Sky, but no thanks," I looked him right in the eye, "Prof. Kim asked you first, and you probably deserve it more them me. Last year you worked ten times harder then me. Go tell her right after breakfast that you will do it."
"If you say so Abby, but if I'm a bad captain, i blame it on you,"
"Sure, Skylar, whatever you say,"
**************************************************************************** ***************** "Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?"
"What Charlotte?" It was our first breakfast of our fourth year with delicious pancakes and juicy fruits. Charlotte had already caused the great hall to look straight at her as she came yelling and running in. I could believe she could already be this excited about something, but I had a feeling I was about to find out.
"Prof. Lundgren really IS gone!" she half screamed, although she was only about half a meter away from me.
"Since when was she gone in the first place?" I asked with a questioning look.
"You didn't notice she wasn't sitting up with all the other teachers last night?" Cole chimed in.
"No I didn't Cole, I wouldn't be asking then. Gosh and I thought you were supposed to be the smart one,"
"O yeah, that's right you left early," he said.
"That's great, at least one of you noticed that I had gotten up and left," I answered almost silently to myself. I would have continued muttering unless Charlotte hadn't need to continue her story.
"Well, anyway, she really is gone, but the weird thing is nobody knows the exact reason she left," Charlotte had a look of a detective on her face, "I couldn't even get a straight answer Prof. Nolan, whose usually so good with words."
"That's great, transfiguration was my least favorite class because of that woman," I looked across the table to see Skylar still reading his book, "Hey Sky? Did you hear that, we get a new transfiguration teacher!"
"What? Oh, yeah, I heard," I don't think he wa spaying attention. Prof. Lundgren had been my leat favorite teacher of all time, she never graded me fair and would always watch me closely waiting for me to make a mistake. Lucky for her, I would always make a mistake, which she would never forget to point out. I was excited to have a change.
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Transfiguration class came after care of magical creatures today, so we had all made an effort to hurry over to class from the outside. Everyone acted excited to see the new teacher.
"Hello class, my name is Prof. Hermione Granger," My jaw dropped when I heard the words, Hermione Granger? I know I had heard those words before, but where? And then it came to me...Dad's best friend, or one of dad's best friends, it had to be, who else could have that name? I looked around the room and clearly no one else was surprised by the name.
She began to call roll, something that would be normal to me in any other class, but somehow I knew this would lead to something different. And I was right, "Abigail P-," she cut off in my last name, and looked up from her paper, then back down. "Potter?"
"Here," I replied. She looked straight to me, right in the eyes, the green eyes that reminded her so much of my father.
"You wouldn't be related to Harry Potter, would you?" she asked, although I don't know why she asked the question in the first place, she already knew the answer.
"Yes, ma'am, he's my father," I was not breaking eye contact with her, I could see in her eyes that there was something troubling her. However, I did not know what. Could it be that there was something between my father and her that was left unsolved?
She hesitated for a moments and spoke, "You look just like him," and with that she continued calling roll.
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The food tasted delicious, as usual. I turned to face Charlotte on my left, where she was eating daintely, and talking to Cole on the other side of the table.
"Hey Char?" I tried to interject, "Char?" I asked again, "Oh, forget it". They looked too deep in conversation for me to try to interpose again.
I turned to my right to see Skylar laughing with Mark. Ah yes, those two were incredible, but again, I didn't want to interject into their fun, it wasn't worth the work. I couldn't help but feel utterly lonely.
"I think I'm going to go on to the tower, ok guys?" I said with a sigh. In return I think the most I got as an answer was, "uh-huh".
I walked out of the Great Hall unnoticed by my friends and started my way up to Gryfinndor Tower. However, Prof. Crieghton walking briskly around the corner and running into me soon delayed me from my route. "EXCUSE ME DEAR!" she half-yelped in a shrill almost scared voice. And then she was off again. Prof. Creighton had always seemed quite weird and oblivious to the outside world. This kind of incident was normal, and I shook it off my mind, maybe I would tell Skylar about it later.
The common room was warm from the already burning fires. They half- lit the room, which made it look mysterious. I breathed in the air of my old home. It felt good. I clearly was the first one in here tonight, I couldn't remember a time when I had ever been in here by myself. Then again, the way things have been going lately, I'll probably be going to places on my own quite a bit.
I went to sleep that night without seeing any of my friends again and woke up for the first day of classes at my usual early time. I slowly walked down the stairs to the commons and who should I see there sitting on a couch, reading a book, but Skylar himself.
"My eyes deceive me, is Skylar Coffman actually doing something for school before the term has even started?" I asked him in a soft whisper.
He looked up from his book and spoke, "Your eyes actually do. The book I'm reading here is called, "Quidittch Through the Ages" which happens to be the 6th time I've read it and I suspect that you've read it also".
"Just once"
"Then I recommend you read it again," he said.
"I would, but I like to broaden my reading material," One thing you wouldn't expect from me is that I am an avid reader. You wouldn't catch me doing extra reading for a class like Charms, but I enjoyed reading wizard's fiction, and sometimes I would even sneak off to read some muggle literature. I could get lost in a book for a whole day. I think I like the idea of reading about someone else's life whose actually means something.
"Prof. Kim talked to me last night about being the Quidittch captain for Gryfinndor this year, so I though maybe I could catch a few pointers from the book," Skylar said. Prof. Kim was our DADA teacher and also our head of house. She happened to be my favorite teacher, and I excelled in her class.
"That's great Sky, you of course agreed to do it right?" I asked, however I don't think I sounded as excited as I should have. I think I was somewhat angry, that she didn't come to me first.
"Yes...kind of...well, not really," he answered giving me somewhat of a needing look, "I mean being captain takes a lot of work, and what about you? I'm sure you would make a great captain".
"Well, thanks Sky, but no thanks," I looked him right in the eye, "Prof. Kim asked you first, and you probably deserve it more them me. Last year you worked ten times harder then me. Go tell her right after breakfast that you will do it."
"If you say so Abby, but if I'm a bad captain, i blame it on you,"
"Sure, Skylar, whatever you say,"
**************************************************************************** ***************** "Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?"
"What Charlotte?" It was our first breakfast of our fourth year with delicious pancakes and juicy fruits. Charlotte had already caused the great hall to look straight at her as she came yelling and running in. I could believe she could already be this excited about something, but I had a feeling I was about to find out.
"Prof. Lundgren really IS gone!" she half screamed, although she was only about half a meter away from me.
"Since when was she gone in the first place?" I asked with a questioning look.
"You didn't notice she wasn't sitting up with all the other teachers last night?" Cole chimed in.
"No I didn't Cole, I wouldn't be asking then. Gosh and I thought you were supposed to be the smart one,"
"O yeah, that's right you left early," he said.
"That's great, at least one of you noticed that I had gotten up and left," I answered almost silently to myself. I would have continued muttering unless Charlotte hadn't need to continue her story.
"Well, anyway, she really is gone, but the weird thing is nobody knows the exact reason she left," Charlotte had a look of a detective on her face, "I couldn't even get a straight answer Prof. Nolan, whose usually so good with words."
"That's great, transfiguration was my least favorite class because of that woman," I looked across the table to see Skylar still reading his book, "Hey Sky? Did you hear that, we get a new transfiguration teacher!"
"What? Oh, yeah, I heard," I don't think he wa spaying attention. Prof. Lundgren had been my leat favorite teacher of all time, she never graded me fair and would always watch me closely waiting for me to make a mistake. Lucky for her, I would always make a mistake, which she would never forget to point out. I was excited to have a change.
**************************************************************************** *****************
Transfiguration class came after care of magical creatures today, so we had all made an effort to hurry over to class from the outside. Everyone acted excited to see the new teacher.
"Hello class, my name is Prof. Hermione Granger," My jaw dropped when I heard the words, Hermione Granger? I know I had heard those words before, but where? And then it came to me...Dad's best friend, or one of dad's best friends, it had to be, who else could have that name? I looked around the room and clearly no one else was surprised by the name.
She began to call roll, something that would be normal to me in any other class, but somehow I knew this would lead to something different. And I was right, "Abigail P-," she cut off in my last name, and looked up from her paper, then back down. "Potter?"
"Here," I replied. She looked straight to me, right in the eyes, the green eyes that reminded her so much of my father.
"You wouldn't be related to Harry Potter, would you?" she asked, although I don't know why she asked the question in the first place, she already knew the answer.
"Yes, ma'am, he's my father," I was not breaking eye contact with her, I could see in her eyes that there was something troubling her. However, I did not know what. Could it be that there was something between my father and her that was left unsolved?
She hesitated for a moments and spoke, "You look just like him," and with that she continued calling roll.
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