Gradually, as your tears begin to cease, you look up and wipe your eyes.
"What's the time?" you ask Hermione, she glances at her wrist watch,
" 8: 50, you don't have to go to first class, you know. I'm sure Dumbledore would understand and explain to the professor." She says, trying obviously to sound casual but failing miserably, appearing suspicious instead.
"What is the first lesson?" you ask slowly. She bits her lip and answers.
"Potions. But, like I said- I'm sure Dumbledore would understand if you didn't go."
"What's so bad about potions? I love potions class- when I was at school it was my favourite subject- it's just the thing to cheer me up!" you say brightly. You watch Hermione's face fall.
"Snape's the potions master." She says hesitantly. You groan.
"And you're saying I shouldn't go? Like I'd give him the satisfaction of thinking he'd got to me so much I couldn't even turn up to the first lesson!" you shake your head determinedly. "Lets go!" you say, grabbing your books and pacing it to the dungeons, Hermione jogging to keep up with you.
"Mill, you sure this is a good idea?" she panting heavily.
"Best idea in the world!" you say brightly, you weren't going to let Snape beat you! When you enter the classroom, mostly everyone is there but Snape still hadn't arrived. You see Seamus, who is sitting across the room with Dean, wave at you. You go and sit at the desk in front of him with Hermione and say hi.
"Looks like you've got an admirer!" He says with a grin, pointing behind you. You twist in your seat to see Harry staring at you with cold, hard eyes, Ron sat beside him- trying desperately to distract him. You turn back to Seamus and raise your eyebrows.
"Yeah- if staring at someone as if you'd like to kill them is admiring, then I'd say he was!" you say sarcastically.
"Ooooo! Mr Potter's got on the wrong side of Mademoiselle 'Mess with me and I'll and I'll hex you' already has he?" he says jokingly. You smile sarcastically and turn to face the front as Snape bangs through the door. He sits down at his desk and everyone instantly shuts up. He starts taking the register and when he comes to your name says it quickly- he obviously wasn't expecting you to show.
"Here, Sir!" you say loudly and determinedly. He looks up startled and meets your death stare. He looks down hurriedly and continues. You smile smugly- not intending to make this lesson at all easy for him. He clears his throat and begins the lesson.
"This lesson, we will be studying the theory of an immensely complex potion, which will result in my demonstrating to you, as I have no doubt that any one of you will be able to brew it without severe catastrophe." You raise your eyebrows, we'll see about that Snivellus. "The Wolfsbane potion was concocted by one Hereldus Igneous within the last 20 years. If brewed properly it allows a werewolf during his transformation to remain sane and his mind humane. Now- can anyone tell me the key ingredient for this potion." Both yours and hermione's hand went up. He pointed at Hermione.
"The key ingredient for the Wolfsbane potion is the enzyme taken from the mouth of a frog." She whittles off fluently.
"Correct. I do not expect even Miss Know it all Granger to answer this next question correctly, what is the sign to tell that the potion is finished and ready for consumption?" He says, Hermione shrinks in her seat sulkily. You raise your hand in the air smugly. Snape's lip curls,
"Miss De Migntot?"
"Each potion brewed is individual to the person it is made for, the potion throughout the time it is being made is a light purple in colour. When it is ready- it will change colour to the colour specific to it's intended consumer." You say. Snape practically snarls at you and spits out, "Correct." The class murmur softly. You hear Seamus mutter a soft 'wow' behind you and catch Ron staring at you in disbelief.
"Silence!" Snape shouts. You smile haughtily at him at settle back into your seat. Oh, how you had missed aggravating him! The rest of the lesson passed normally and by the time Snape said "class dismissed!" you had succeeded in making him more irritated than ever! You and Hermione gather your books as quickly as possible and hurry out of the dungeons- mainly to avoid Harry who had not tried to hide his anger at Hermione siding with you over him. Your next class was charms.
"So Hermione- who teaches this class? Not another 'old friend' I hope!" you say jokingly.
"Well, not unless you knew Professor Flitwick!" she replies. You stumble over a step and look up in surprise.
"Filtwick's teaching here!" you say in astonishment. Hermione moans and says
"Please don't dig up any more dirt on the teachers- I've had enough for one day!" You both laugh and keep walking.
"By the way- what did Ron say after you guys left? I forgot to ask with what happened with Snape." Hermione's face turns grave.
"Well, I told him to lay off you for a bit, and he agreed. But he really does need some proper answers after what he heard, Mill. He's really a great person- even if a bit stupid sometimes!" she says, you both giggle. You decide that it would be best if Hermione tells Ron, as she is one of his best friends.
"But I need him to promise me that he won't tell Harry," you say as you near the classroom. Hermione frowns slightly.
"Look, I know Harry's been a total git to you, but he's not that bad. It's just that he doesn't understand- if you explained to him then he'd be fine! I don't understand why you're so secretive!" she says.
"Hermione, I've told you about the prophecy- right? Well, let's just say I know what happens if you mess with them. Say I do tell him- and he comes to me for help and comfort because he feels he's obliged to instead of willingly- that tiny thing could screw everything up! There is a huge lot on stake here- I can't afford to mess things up." You explain. Hermione gives a tiny nod and you both head into the classroom.
That evening, you and Hermione finally sit back in your chairs after trawling through the pile of Homework the teachers had given you that day. Seamus looks up at you from the other side of the table in disbelief.
"You can't have finished already?" he says, you nod, laughing at his comical expression. "It's so unfair- it's only the first day and they've already piled all this on us!" he moans flicking his pile of books, they totter dangerously, Seamus looks up at them with fear on his face. They suddenly collapse all over him. Your sides ache from laughing at the sight of his head poking up through the mountain of books. From the corner of your eye, you see Hermione take Ron to the side of the room. You take this as a single to go to bed, not wanting the sympathetic glances from Ron, or the hard stares from Harry.
"Night, book boy!" you say to the bemused Seamus as you walk past him. He pulls you down hard next to him.
"You'll regret that little comment!" he says, wrestling you to the ground. You hold up your hands in mock defeat.
"You win!" you say, getting up. Everyone says goodnight as you trail up the stairs to your dorm and get ready for bed. Your first day at Hogwarts over and so many things already happened! You close your eyes sleepily and lay your head on your pillow, sleep eagerly beckoning.
AN/ Again, if you liked then please review! You have no idea how great it is when you've spent hours writing something and someone gives you feedback on it. A little warm glow!