Chapter One: Introduction
It was an early morning when Harry woke up. He may be just 7-years-old but he was incredibly smart and wise beyond his years even if he didn't show it. He started school last year, along with his cousin, Dudley. Last year, all of the first years had classes together and he couldn't show all of his talent in front of Dudley because he would just tell his parents and then there would be hell to pay. But this year, this year they were in different classes so he wouldn't have to act stupid. Dudley's teacher, Miss. Fatens was the same as last year because Dudley complained to his parent that he didn't want a new teacher. Harry didn't mind really, Miss Fatens hated him and blamed him for everything.
Harry's teacher was Ms. Willys and she was only 32 years old. He liked her very much. Unfortunately, she got a transfer to some other school and they would get another teacher today. Harry was scared! What if the new teacher hated him, like Miss. Fatens? Well, there was no sense in dwelling on it. At that moment his aunt unlocked the door and started yelling at him to wake up and make breakfast.
Harry stood from his cot and went to the kitchen where his aunt handed him frying pan and told him to make bacon and eggs. Ten minutes later the entire Dursley family and Harry were sitting at the table and eating breakfast.
After that Harry and Dudley walked to the bus stop. Harry carried his and Dudley's bag full of books. Dudley's book bag was cool. It was blue Spiderman bag while Harry's was just the regular brown paper shopping bag. When the bus finally stopped on the bus stop Dudley immediately went to his friends while Harry sat alone at the back of the bus.
In school Harry first carried Dudley's bag to his classroom and then went to his own. There were ten pupils in his class, including himself. After the bell principal entered the classroom with a young man behind him. He had long black hair tied at his back and dark, nearly black eyes. Principal just said that he was their new teacher and left the room. The man dropped his things at his table and turned towards the class.
"Good morning, class!" he said.
They immediately greeted him back. He looked kind of dangerous and they though that it wouldn't be wise to not act respectful towards him.
"Good morning!" the pupils greeted.
The man nodded satisfied.
"My name is Severus Snape. You will call me Sir, Mr. Snape or even Professor Snape. Nothing else, is that clear?" he introduced himself.
"Yes, sir." they answered.
He started reading a list of our names. One of the girls, Morigan Collis, brought her hand in the air. Mr. Snape saw her and called on her.
"Sir, we wanted to welcome you in our class and we hope that you will like us." She said.
"Thank you, Miss…" he started.
"Collis, Morigan Collis! But we don't use our names here that much. Can we ask you to call us by names we gave each other?" she asked.
"Of course! Why not? Did your previous teacher called you by those names?" Mr. Snape asked.
"Yes, sir. She even gave them to some of us." Calvin Elother said.
"Then I will call your names and you can tell me your nicknames so I can write them down. I promise that I will try to call you by those names." Mr. Snape agreed to their proposition.
"Anderson, William."
"Sylvester."
"Collis, Morigan."
"Rain."
"Dogson, Marissa."
"Lea."
"Dogson, Marian."
"Leo."
"Elother, Calvin."
"Panther."
"Hellow, Gideon."
"Bolt."
"Lyllell, Angelina."
"Angel."
"Nightshade, Lydia."
"Storm"
"Potter, Harry." Mr. Snape nearly fainted at this name.
"Evan."
"Zelith, Maria."
"Delia."
After they finished with the names it was nearly a break time so the just talked for the rest of the class. They spent the break in the classroom because the rarely went to the playground. There were too many bullies. They said that to Mr. Snape when he asked them and he promised that they can go to the playground during class sometimes.
Well, I hope you liked this story! Read and review 'cause I can't know what you think about it if you don't!
Delia