Author's note: I am sorry that this chapter is so short. You'll get over it however, I'm sure you will survive. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW. If you are reading, post a review. I need to have a reason to keep writing.
Chapter Two: For the Love of N.E.W.TS
The students entered the Great Hall like every year. Many tanned smiling faces greeted each other as the train had been so tight to move around and meet everyone. As Adia and Nikki sat down, a tall and rather handsome boy sat down next to Nikki.
She giggled and kissed him deeply. The boy's name was Charles Quince, but everyone in the Slytherin house had come to call him Quince, or as Nikki preferred, Quincy.
Adia rolled her eyes and looked up to see the Headmistress stand. Silence filled the hall as the First Years filed in to the stool where the accent Sorting Hat sat, ready for the annual Sorting Hat Song.
Everyone waited while the seams split and the hat burst into song.
The words were drowned out however when someone stood over Adia and tapped her roughly on the shoulder. "We have to go to a meeting," Jayme Potter growled through clenched teeth.
Nikki leaned on Quince and gave Jayme the finger. He just rolled his eyes and walked away. Adia stood up slowly.
"You're going to go after him?" Nikki choked.
"I have to, if there is a meeting!" Adia hissed and followed the Potter out the side entrance of the great hall.
Thankfully Adia hadn't been set up this time as she walked into the Entrance Hall. The other Prefects stood waiting for her. Jayme was leaning against the stone wall sullenly. There was just something in the way that he held himself, and the way his chocolate brown gaze held emptiness that made Adia want to stare. She didn't of course.
The Deputy Headmaster was waiting there with them. He glanced around, making sure all Prefects were present and began to say, "Prefects this year are responsible for a misbehaving Second or Third year." There were some muttered protests and grumbles but Professor Thomas held up a hand to silence them.
"There are only a few students who are in need of this," he informed. "So therefore, you will be assigned partners randomly to help this child through their studies. This will give you credit towards your N.E.W.T. Exams, if you decide to actually take them."
Everyone glanced at each other, expecting someone to laugh and say something about the N.E.W.T.S. No one did.
"So!" Professor Thomas said, "Let's draw names for partners, and then we'll introduce you to your students." He held out a velvet bag full of slips of paper and passed it around. Jayme pulled his out and groaned.
"Is something wrong, Mr. Potter?" the Professor asked warningly.
"No Sir," Jayme answered and shuffled over to Adia. She stared then realized what had happened and groaned too. Jayme looked at the ground, dropping the little piece of paper that had Adia Malfoy written clearly on it.