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Prologue
Susan Bones was usually a very punctual girl. She always managed to hand her homework in on time, even if it was the wrong subject essay altogether but we won't go into that. She always made it to class in time, that is, until today.
She ran and skidded and jumped and skipped along the corridors of her school, Hogwarts. She stopped for nothing. She was a panther going in for the prey. She was unstoppable. She was amazing. She-
…Tripped.
She Pulled herself up roughly and brushed the dust off her robes hurdled through the last corridor holding her back from her destination. Home-ec.
She opened the door quietly, and managed herself in, unscathed and unnoticed, she noticed.
Home-ec. Her reason for thinking 'screw it' to her punctual… ness, before hurtling to the door of her dormitory when she couldn't stand just staring at the clock, it was mocking her.
The reason for her dismay was simple, the topic that approached, the topic that started that very day, was 'Happy Families.' Worst of all, the class was lead by one very impatient and pout-y woman, one Madam Phomphrey by name.
Madam Phomphrey herself wasn't that bad. She just didn't seem to 'click' with Susan, especially after the incidents that had occurred during the past year. This, of course, including breaking things, smashing things, and in some cases eating things…
'Happy Families.' Despite the jolly name was not going to be jolly in Susan's case, at all. 'Happy Families.' Was a course devised by the evilest anonymous name for all seventh years. They had to be married, have children (unlucky sixth years.) and literally make themselves fake, happy families.
And worst of all, Madam Phomphrey chose the partners.
Madam Phomphrey cleared her throat softly, and smiled. The smile that a crocodile wore before snapping at it's prey, Susan decided.
"Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter."
… Clearly Susan wasn't the only one dreading the next few weeks.