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A/N: Hey, hey! This is Amaya… I'm giving Blazey-poo a break and making her read my story. Big thanks goes out to our beta who is fixing all our mistakes, which there probably was quite a few before she got a hold of it. Thanks Ashley!
Chapter 3:
Whenever they landed, Snape reluctantly allowed Hermione to lead the way to the luggage pick-up. He didn't stop being nasty to them though.
"Hurry it up now Miss Granger," Snape snapped, his face regaining some of its' color now that he was on solid ground. "I would like to get there sometime soon."
"Sick sir?" Harry asked innocently, smirking up at his beloved Potions Master.
"Of course not Potter," Snape sneered. "I, unlike you, have more important things to do with my time than stand around with a bunch of bloody Gryffindors in an airport."
"We have to check in sir," Hermione said patiently through gritted teeth. "It does take time."
"Fine," he growled finally, though it did not stop him from glaring at everyone who looked their way.
"Look at all these muggles," Draco spat, looking around contemptuously. He snarled at a passing fat man in a dorky Hawaiian t-shirt. "It's disgusting and degrading!"
"They're probably thinking the same thing about you Malfoy," Ron smirked.
"Shut your face Weasel!"
"Mr. Weasley," Snape started with a menacing growl, "it would be best for you to shut your mouth before you say something you will regret later."
Ron didn't refute but made faces and rude hand gestures at Snape's retreating back. This made Harry and Oliver laugh causing Snape to whirl around.
"Is there something you find funny that I should know about?"
"No sir," Harry smirked, "nothing you should know about."
Snape looked livid. Harry was saved by a blonde headed woman in a red summer dress approaching them with a smile upon her face.
"I take it you're the group from Hogwarts," she greeted cheerfully.
Snape sneered at her. "And why would you assume that?"
"Because," she started, smiling happily, "if you would look around, sir, there is no one else wearing long black robes. You really stand out."
She was, in fact, right. Everyone else, minus Snape, chose to don regular muggle clothes for the trip so they would blend in with the crowds. Snape flushed slightly.
"I'm Jessica Mathers. I teach math at the Shenandoah School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I guess you guys over in London call it Arithmancy."
Oliver stepped forward. "I'm Oliver Wood. I'm supposed to teach gym."
Jessica's face lit up. "So you're the new teacher. We were wondering when you would arrive. Me especially, I've been covering for you until you arrived."
"Thank you," Oliver said with a smile and a nod.
Jessica turned to Snape and put on a large smile. "And you are?"
"Severus Snape," he told her, although it sounded as if he would rather not be introducing himself to her. His lips were set in a firm line, almost in a McGonagall-like fashion.
"Oh okay," she nodded slowly, trying very hard not to laugh at his odd name. "And you guys must be the exchange students. Allow me to be the first to welcome you to America and wish you a pleasant stay."
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They ended up taking a large bus to the school. Harry thought it roughly resembled the Knight Bus, without the top deck of course. It was what Americans called a 'charter bus' but altered magically so it would get them to the school faster.
There were other people on it too that were not traveling to the school. The bus traveled from New York to Florida, the bus traveling faster than any vehicle and, though slower than an airplane, faster because a person did not have a wait that an airport would provide.
Jessica had chatted aimlessly the whole trip to Snape who appeared to have relaxed considerably. To everyone's surprise, Snape participated in the conversation.
The school was not what any of them had expected. For one, it was deep in the woods surrounded on all sides by mountains and trees. Second, it was not a castle like Hogwarts but rather a large Victorian building with wings on either side of the main structure (think Greenbrier Resort in WV). Small, log buildings were scattered here and there across the land.
Jessica explained that some classes were held outside in those buildings when Hermione had inquired about them. She also went on to explain that the students had suites located in the wings which were divided into four teams: the North Wing, the South Wing, the East Wing, and the West Wing.
It was growing dark by the time they exited the bus. Ron had been complaining immensely for the past hour and a half about his growling stomach.
"Honestly Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, agitated by his constant and relentless grouching. "You should have packed something if you wanted food."
"I didn't know it was going to be this late before we got here," whined Ron. "It's not like I knew it was going to be this far back in the middle of nowhere."
Jessica laughed. "Don't worry, it's dinner time now. We've arrived just in time."
Ron looked to the sky and mouth a silent "thank you." Hermione rolled her eyes while Harry and Oliver laughed. Snape and Draco were both glaring at Ron.
Jessica led them into the building and instructed them to leave their belongings in the main lobby where they were currently occupying. She then left them to retrieve Principal Andrews and the group stood there, waiting and looking around at their home for the year.
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"I wonder when they're going to get here," Spirit said loudly to herself, twirling a lock of her blonde hair around a finger.
"Hopefully never," Amaya commented sourly. "But then, I shouldn't get my hopes up."
"Oh come on Amaya, you know you want them to come," Spirit teased.
Amaya rolled her eyes. "Yeah, about as much as I want to see my dear old family during the holidays. You know how much I'm looking forward to that."
"They should be here by now," Blaze commented distractedly.
"Didn't Andrews say they would be here by dinner?" Spirit asked.
"If either of you had been paying attention," Amaya interjected, her voice even and uncaring, "you would have noticed Mathers, who went to retrieve the foreign idiots, come in and get Andrews and then walk back out towards the lobby."
Spirit smiled and started bouncing up and down in her seat excitedly. "So they're finally here!" she squealed in delight, a beaming smile appearing on her face.
"Please stop," Amaya said in an annoyed voice, putting a hand to her temple.
Spirit, of course, ignored her and continued to bounce. "Ooh, ooh," Spirit shrieked, nudging Amaya in the side earning her a glare from said girl, "Andrews just came back in and she's smiling. That has to be good, right?"
Blaze, for once, put down her book and looked around. "She's going to introduce them."
"Brilliant deduction there Sherlock," Amaya commented dryly.
Blaze studied her. Suddenly her face lit up and she smiled. "So…."
Amaya rolled her eyes and glared at her friend. "So…what?"
"That's why you're mad….," Blaze finished, still smiling.
"Please enlighten me as to why I am mad," Amaya said.
"You love the fact that we have one empty room in our suite. If there's a girl, she'll have to room with us seeing as we're the only girl suite with an empty room."
"Of course!" Spirit joined in. "That explains it all!"
Amaya looked from one to another. "You're both off your rockers."
"Shh, she's starting," Spirit and Blaze both said.
Principal Andrews called everyone's attention to herself. "Good evening everyone and I'm hoping you are having pleasant meal."
"Good evening," everyone said back minus Amaya who was currently glaring at her place and muttering menacing things under her breath.
"As you all know, the exchange students were scheduled to arrive this evening and they have finally arrived just a little while ago. But first, allow me to introduce you to your new PE teacher, Oliver Wood."
"He's cute," Spirit commented.
"And young," Blaze added, very un-Blaze like.
"I don't care what he looks like, he's teaching gym which means I, for one, dislike him already," Amaya said.
"You would," Blaze told her.
"Next," Andrews spoke up again after the applause had died down, "is Professor Snape. He will be teaching you Chemistry this year and giving Mr. Gorbencheck a much needed break after some unfortunate accidents," Andrews added, casting an accusing look at Amaya who just glared back.
"Look at his hair!" Spirit nearly yelled, looking thoroughly horrified that someone would willingly allow their hair to get that greasy.
"He sure looks like he's going to be fun," Amaya commented sarcastically.
"Now on to the students," Andrews started up again, drawing everyone's attention to herself again. "This is Hermione Granger. Blaze dear, she'll be rooming with you three."
Amaya groaned loudly and glared openly at Andrews and the bushy haired girl beside her. Andrews threw her a look, visibly saying that she was not going to warn her again.
"Next, we have Ronald Weasley."
A red headed kid with lots of freckles stepped up next to Hermione.
"His hair is even redder than yours Blaze," Spirit teased. "I wonder if he has freckles all over his body," she commented quietly, gazing up at the boy.
"When you find out," Amaya said dryly, "please do not tell us."
"And this is Draco Malfoy."
A blonde haired boy stepped out, smirking arrogantly at the crowd. All the girls immediately gushed and started whispering about him.
"Oh. My. God!" Spirit cried. "He is so HOT!"
"He is also a pompous ass from the looks of it," Amaya added.
Spirit and Blaze both glared at her.
"Do you have negative comments for all of them?" Blaze asked.
Amaya shrugged. "Pretty much."
"And finally," Principal Andrews now had the biggest smile on her face and was blushing profusely, "I have the esteem pleasure of introducing to you….," she paused dramatically and the crowd waited, "Harry Potter!"
"DAMN IT!"
Every head turned to look at Amaya who was now storming out of the Dinner Room, hitting the doors with all her might, slamming them off the wall.
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Chapter 3 written by Amaya.
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P.S. This story already has like 40 some chapters so we already have most of it planned out. The characters personalities, and some of the stupid things they do, relates to us which is why they seem crazy.