AN (Authors Note): Sorry about the short chapters, but they might get longer. Who knows. Anyways. This is my first story, so like I said, bear with me. It will hopefully get better.
Chapter 3: Of classes and minor explosions
Lily Evens stormed through the hallway to the second floor where the seventh year transfiguration class was located. James Potter. She loathed the name. Just saying it made her disgusted. How could someone be such a prat on their first day back. She sighed. Some things never change, she thought to herself.
She had reached the door to McGonagall's classroom. She checked her watch. She was ten minutes early. "Oh well," she said to herself. She quietly opened the door and let herself into the classroom. Professor McGonagall was already there, seated at her desk going over the lesson plan for the day.
She looked up surprised. "Ms. Evans," she said, looking up at her rather flustered head girl. "You know, class doesn't start for another ten minutes," she said. Lily mustered up the brightest smile she could give.
"Oh, I know Professor, but, you know, it's the first day of classes, and I figured I might as well come in early, for, you know….." she dribbled on helplessly, unable to think of a reason for being early. McGonagall gave her a knowing look.
"Take a seat anywhere you like Miss Evans." Lily thanked her and chose a seat three rows behind the front. She unpacked her books, and, since she had nothing more to do, flipped to the first page and started reading.
Ten minutes later, the rest of the class started filing in, taking their seats. Rayna and Alex came in and sat on either side of Lily. "Been here long?" Rayna asked cheerfully. Lily glared at her.
"You have no idea."
"You know Lily," Alex said, choosing her words carefully. "You shouldn't let Potter get to you like that. I mean, look at him, he's practically controlling your way of life. He make you skip breakfast!" she said, as if it was the most important thing in the world.
"I wasn't hungry," said Lily, just as her stomach gave a loud grumble.
"Whatever you say Lily."s
"Attention please, class," Said Professor McGonagall. "As it is your seventh and final year at Hogwarts, most of you know you will have NEWTs at the end of the year. So, it is my job to begin to prepare you for them. Today, we will start out with some review. You will all be changing your desk into a goat. You all know the rules. No messing around, or I will see to it personally that you are punished for your actions. Remember, the spell is Auctus Morpheus. You may begin.
Lily groaned. Transfiguration was her worst subject. She managed to scrape by in her owls with an Pass, but no more than that. She concentrated on a goat in her mind and said the incantation. All that happened was the desk turned white and fuzzy. She was even more annoyed by the fact that James Potter and his friends had already managed perfect goats and were watching the rest of the class with smug expressions on their faces. This angered her even more, which, perhaps, is why she said the spell a little more forcefully than intened, and instead of seeing a goat in her mind, her anger consumed her, causing the end of the desk to explode.
She jumped back before the flames had a chance to hit her, and put the fire out with a jet of water from her wand. Her face burned in embarrassment as the whole class stared at her.
"Miss Evans," the Professor said in shock, "what happened?"
"I'm sorry Professor," said Lily in shame. "I…I had a little accident." Professor McGonagall eyed her suspiciously, but said no more.
Lily groaned. She was useless at transfiguration and had a scorch mark on the edge of her desk to prove it.
A/N: Ok, so what do you guys think. Not great, I know, but a review would be nice with any ideas or comments or constructive criticism.