We had charms with the Ravenclaw, which was neither a good thing or a bad thing. Today we were put into groups to work a simple colorchanging charm.
"Does everyone here understand this charm?" the professor asked as we split into groups. We of course all answered yes so we could get started. I was in a group with Emmy-Hope Frost-Xavier, Lucio Longbottom, both Ravenclaws and Shawn Cryingwolf from my house. Emmy-Hope is muggle born. Lucio is the son of my father's friends Neville and Luna Longbottom. Almost immeditally Emmy-Hope took charge of the group, her little nose constantly in the air and her pale hair and skin seemed to glow. If I didn't know better I might think her mother was Veela, like my Aunt Fleur.
"Emmy, I think you're doing it wrong," Lucio said softly, but Emmy-Hope just glared at him.
"My name is Emmy-Hope, not 'Emmy' and I'm not doing it wrong," she stated waving her wand and causing the mouse the start squeaking loudly and twitch its legs.
"Miss Frost-Xavier, what do you think you're doing?" our professor asked rushing over to us and waving his wand at the poor mouse who stopped squeaking and twitching.
"I was just following directions," she stated her nose back up in the air.
"You were obviously not paying attention. I specifically told you it's a jab, not a poke." Shawn and Lucio tried not to smile as they each pointed at the mouse and said the chant. Half the mouse turned black and the other half was red.
"Ah, very good. Longbottom and Cryingwolf have gotten it. Now, Miss Potter?" I nodded as the mouse turned back to its original color. I said the words and made the right wand movements, but as usual nothing happened. I was still hopeless at charms.
"Well, it will be another night of practicing for you Miss Potter." Emmy-Hope laughed tossing her hair and looking smug as Lucio stared at her.
"Same for you Miss Frost-Xavier. Now I would like you all to be able to do this spell properly by the open house in two weeks,"
"Yes Professor"
"Good, class dismissed."
"Hera," I heard someone call from behind me. Spinning around I found myself face to face with Galactus. He had just come from the transfiguration classroom and Professor Raven was shaking her head at him.
"Hi," I squeaked sounding very much like the mouse from class.
"You dropped this."
"Oh, thanks."
"Want to walk with me to potions?" I had to fight to keep my mouth from dropping open. Unsure I'd be able to speak without stuttering I nodded.
"Did you finish your homework from last class?" Finally my tongue came unglued from my mouth.
"Yeah," I answered softly my cheeks redding a little.
"Wasn't the part about identification potions fasinating? There's even one to tell a mudblood from a pureblood, wonder if it works on halfs?"
"I did see that part, and I don't think it would."
"You are a pureblood right Hera?"
"Of course," I stated glaring as if asking him how dare he even think otherwise. While most boys would run if I gave them this look, Galactus only smiled brighter.
"Good. You should've been put in Slytherin."
"I know, but all my family has been Gryffendors, I think."
"Mine's all been Slytherin, although I'm not so sure my sister should be. She actually thinks she can love a mudblood." I gasped wrinkling my nose up in disgust. Although I wasn't as anti-muggle as Galactus they did have their faults.
"Which one is she chasing?" I asked figuring it would at least make interesting gossip later.
"Some Hufflepuff, which only makes it worse," Galactus said as we reached the dungeon. Professor Swamp did her usual and divided us into pairs. At least this time she put me with someone who has more intelligence than my cauldron. At first we couldnt' get the potion to turn the right color, but after we double checked the ingretents I realized we had forgotten one, which quickly fixed the potion..
"Potter, Prince, let's see what you've managed to make." Lilleth handed Swamp the vial.
"Good, look at this class. Potter and Prince managed to get both the right color and texture. Now we just need to test it. If it works properly the teacup should grow hair," she explained pouring a few drops of our potion on a very ugly teacup. Immeditally the teacup sproated think blueish hair.
":Nice color Potter," one of the Slytherin girls taunted me.
"Shut up 'Tisha," Galactus said glaring at her. Tisha glared back but then dropped her eyes to her books.
"Okay class, everyone whose potion didn't turn the right color, please figure out where you went wrong and write a foot of parchment about it." I could hear the class grumbling, but I wasn't really paying attention. I'd never had a potion or spell work perfectly, I'd barely even managed to pass my first year.
"Good job Potter," Lilleth said smiling at me. "It was your idea to make sure we'd added the powered blowfish scales."
"Um, thanks Lil."
"Hey, it was nothing. Besides, according to Galactus you shouldn't even be a Gryffendor. Maybe you aren't so bad after all." I smiled as we said good-bye and headed to lunch. As I walked I wondered if there was anyway to convince that stupid hat to resort me into Slytherin.
"Hera, wait up," the twins called after me having to had to stay longer to clean up something.
"What the heck is going on with you and the Slytherins?" Carolyna asked shaking her head as if in shame.
"What do you mean. Galactus and Lilleth are nice."
"Maybe to you. It was because of some of your new 'friends' housemates that we had to stay after."
"I never said they were all nice. Jeanine sure isn't," I muttered as we entered the dining hall to see Jeanine once agian all over Galactus, who just looked completely helpless.
"Poor Galactus," I whispered softly.
"He's a jerk," Carolyna insisted as we sat down.
"No he's not!"
"He hates us, Hera. Since there's no proof who are mum is, we're as good as half bloods to him," Cait stated. I shook my head.
"Why don't you just ask your father then?" I stated glaring at them as I stood up and sat down at the other end of the table.