Chapter 7
(James POV)
"James! Bloody wake up already!" screamed Sirius at the top of his lungs, the next morning.
"Another hour!" James retorted, burying his head in the pillow.
"Your mother is a teacher, she will know if you skip." Remus said calmly.
Like a whip, James was up, and getting dressed into some jeans and a t-shirt. He also tried to flatten out his hair, something he had not attempted for a while, due to almost all the Potter males having the famous Potter hair that always stuck up at the back. He wanted to look his best for Lily, because he had never felt this way before. She was just so beautiful. A couple minutes later, he was ready for the day.
"Happy?" he groaned, stumbling down the steps with his eyes half closed.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am, fellow Marauder." Sirius retorted, following a bunch of fourth-years down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
When they reached the Great Hall, McGonagall handed them their timetables that looked like this. ( I made the timetable on Paint, and all Gryffindor first-year schedules are the same.)
(Lily POV)
"What a great timetable!" exclaimed Alexis when they received their schedules. Lily and Eden couldn't agree more.
Once the plates in front of them filled with food, they ate a hasty breakfast, and on the way to their first class, spotted Alice and Natalie talking and eating further down the bench.
With the help of the Gryffindor house ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, the trio managed to find the Transfiguration classroom half and hour early.
They found Professor McGonagall sitting at her desk and persuaded her to give them some notes ahead of the rest of the class, so that they may have more time for the practical part, which surprised them, for it was only their first day. By the time the rest of the class arrived, Alexis, Eden, and Lily were finished with the notes and were busy attempting to transfigure a matchstick into a needle.
Just as the magical bell signaling the class to start rung throughout the school, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin burst into the classroom, panting, and took their seats next to the girls. Then McGonagall began the roll call.
After the roll call, the Professor gave the notes to every student, with the exception of Alexis, Lily and Eden, who continued with the practical. By the time everyone finished notes, Alexis had successfully transfigured the match twice in a row, Lily's was at one end a match and at the other, a needle, and Eden had not yet made a difference in the match. By the end of the lesson the only other people besides Alexis to transfigure the match were James, Remus, and Lily (who had finally completely transfigured the match into a needle several times. McGonagall added ten points to each of them, and gave them rare smiles, which they returned gratefully.
When Transfiguration ended, they found their way back to the common room with some help from Molly Prewett, to collect their Potion books, and then on Molly directions, found their way downstairs to the dark and cold dungeons.
The teacher sitting at the desk greeted them with a half-hearted wave. He was a short, pot-bellied, graying man, and he looked as though a good hex could send him over the edge.
Once everyone was seated, he began the roll call, and then he stood up to give a little speech.
"Hello everyone!" he said cheerily, "My name is Professor Slughorn, the Potions Master here at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, potion-making is an art that requires no wand, and many who pass through these doors have a hard time believing that this is a form of magic. Nothing but a simmering cauldron. Today, we will be making a simple draught to cure boils. The instructions are on the board."
So the students began to make the potion. Lily found this very similar to cooking, which she had loved at home, and when she asked Alexis, whom she was working with, she agreed. They continued happily, and by the end of the lesson, they were the only ones who had brewed it correctly, and Professor Slughorn awarded them 5 house points each.
Next was a half an hour break, and Lily, Eden and Alexis made it surprisingly to the Gryffindor tower without getting lost once! They collected what was needed for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Alice's brother Fabian offered to lead them to the classroom.
"Why hello girls! You are sure early today!" Professor Potter said brightly as they entered.
"Yes, well, we wanted to maybe get a head start on today's work, if that's okay with you." Alexis explained, smiling.
"That is the mark of good students! We are just taking some notes today, which you can get started on, and then I'm going to talk about some of the curriculum that I am to take you through this year." she responded.
So the three girls started writing the notes, and by the time that everyone else had arrived, they were finished, and chatting amongst themselves, and waited for the rest of the class to finish the two rolls of parchment of notes. Once everyone was done, she stood up to speak.
"I just want to take a few moments to discuss what creatures and spells that we will encounter this term. We will learn the disarming spell, the spell used to petrify other people and creatures, to name just a couple, and then we will study the theory of many animals, like boggarts and grindylows, but we will not be practicing practical against them until your third year. Well, that is really all that I wanted to say, so I am going to let you out fifteen minutes early. Good bye everyone!" she said with a smile.
The bell rang again throughout the school, and the Gryffindors headed outside with the Hufflepuffs to receive their first ever flying lesson. The teacher was a short and stout woman by the name of Madam Anderson, who clutched a broom in her right hand. There were more broom, all bent and messy, scattered one the grass.
She asked everyone to stand on the left side of their brooms, and say UP!
"Up!" said everyone in unison.
Only Eden, Alexis, Lily, the Marauders, and a couple of girls from Hufflepuff, had their brooms jump into their hands at once. While Madam Anderson had her back turned, however, many students picked their brooms up from the ground, and looked up at the sky, whistling slightly. Then, the professor taught them how to properly mount their brooms.
"When I call your name and blow my whistle, I want you to kick off from the ground hard. Hover for a moment, and then lean forwards slightly to touch back down. Miss Pollitt, first, if you please."
A tall Hufflepuff with dark brown eyes and brown hair nervously stepped forward, visibly trembling form head to toe. However, when she mount ed her broom and kicked off, her nervous expression changed to one of relief as she lent forward to land again.
"Very good, very good…" Miss Repchuck." Madam ordered.
A blonde girl confidently mounted her broom and did the instructions perfectly. After the Hufflepuffs all went, the Gryffindors started, and everyone did perfectly, until it was Peter Pettigrew's turn.
As his name was called, the short, fat boy clumsily mounted the broom and kicked off. The broom rose into the air at an alarming rate, and everyone knew that he had lost control of the broomstick. It bucked him, and poor Peter sailed through the air, and landed with a loud thud, his leg bent the wrong way.
"Out of the way!" cried Madam Anderson as she sped over to inspect him, "Broken leg, come now dear. Class dismissed!"
She conjured up and carried him away.
The Gryffindors hurried to the greenhouses before the bell rang, the muggleborns praying the Peter would be alright.
The teacher was a short, dumpy wizard called Mr. Sprout. He led them into Greenhouse 1 and started to talk about the many different plants that they would learn about that year. It was very boring, and many students nearly fell asleep mby the end. Much to Sprout's dislike.
They then raced over to Charms. The teacher, Professor Flitwick, was so amazingly short that he needed a pile of books to see over his desk, and Sirius first question (that was whispered to James) was if he was even pure human.
"Sirius!" James hissed when Flitwick turned his back.
"Well, it's true!" Sirius insisted, "I mean, he barely come up to my hip!"
"Shut up Sirius!" moaned Remus, who had by now, tuned into the conversation.
Meanwhile, the girls were listening attentively to Flitwicks babbling about spells and enchantments, although Eden's eyes had long ago glazed over.
Finally, long after everyone's eyes had glazed over, the bell rang and Professor Flitwick dismissed them with a wave of his hand.
"Wow, it was a great day!" exclaimed Eden, as she collapsed in her bad. Next door, in the Marauder's room, that was all they had to say.
Sorry it took me so long to update! I don't have a computer anymore, so I have to come over to my grandma's house. I'm going to start typing this stuff at school though so it won't take as long to update.
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