I don' ownon' Harry Potter

The sun streaming through the curtains is what woke Aimee up that first morning at Hogwarts. She stretched in the bed that was so much more comfortable than any she had ever slept in well living with the Dursley's. she slipped out from between the sheets and made her way into the adjoining bathroom after gathering her clothes together. She turned the taps on and got in under the hot spray letting her body relax. She had time before she had to be down in the great hall so she allowed herself the luxury of a long hot shower.

She finally stepped out of the warmth of the shower and toweled off, getting dressed and throwing her hair into its coustomary ponytail. She came back into the main dorm room where Hermione was gathering all of her supply's together.

"Good morning Hermione." Aimee greeted her friend.

"Morning Aimee ready for Classes."

"Yeah hopefully I'll actually be ok at them," Aimee let slip one of her darkest insecurity's. Hermione looked at her in Shock.

"Your Amethyst Potter of course you'll do good."

"We'll see." Aimee shrugged stuffing her quills ink books and parchment into her bag and fallowing Hermione out of the dorm room and down the stairs they met Neville and Ron in the Common room.

"Wow you two are actually up." Hermione teased.

"Yeah well Ron's up because I told him there would be bacon in the great hall." Neville teased.

"Sounds about right." Aimee snorted.

"Oi." Ron crossed his arms and pouted as they all hurried out of the portrait hole and towards the great hall. Of course they got lost because who wouldn't in a castle that side. They ended up running into the same professor that had shown such n interest in Aimee the night before at the welcoming feast.

Severus looked down at the four kids in front of him, his eyes gravitating towards the green of hers he wanted to hate the girl he wanted to hate her so much it hurt but he couldn't he couldn't hate something that looked so much like her. "May I help you?"

"Um, sir… I mean professor. " she looked at him nervous around this man.

"Its professor Snape." He snapped out even if he had a weakness for those eyes there was only so much that he could take.

"Yes well Professor Snape you see we got lost trying to get to the great hall."

"Follow me," Exasperation laced his words as the kids fell in behind him. They watched him stride ahead of them his robes billowing out behind him.

"That's one scary man," Ron Whispered.

"Ronald," Hermione shushed him scandalized.

"Yes Ronald, he is being nice enough to help us find our way." Aimee reminded him causing ron to fall back behind the others and start to pout once again. Neville just stood back not really wanting to get in anyone's way.

They all made their way finally into the great hall slipping into seats at the Gryffindor table and filling their plates with food or in Ron's case three plates.

"Did…."

"We…."

"Just…"

"See…" "

"You.."

"Ok that's enough." Aimee snapped at the twins who were taking turns saying one word at a time.

"Well what we were trying so eloquently to say before you rudely interrupted is did we just see you come in with Snape." George asked wide eyed.

"Yes, Why we got lost he helped us I really don't see the big deal."

"Snape…"

"Nice."

The twins looked scandalized.

"Idiots." Aimee muttered stabbing her pancakes. She watched as McGonagall came down the rows handing out the time tables.

"Here you go Miss. Potter and good luck." She smiled at the red head.

"Thank you professor." She bent her head to study the parchment in front of her. They had Defense against the dark arts transfiguration and potions today. "Looks like a heard course load today." She said turning to Hermione.

"I think their trying to kill us." Ron groaned.

"Ron, stop being so dramatic you'll be fine," Hermione turned to Neville who had gone stark white. "Neville are you ok"

"Yeah, I just don't know how well I'll do."

"Ok seriously you people need more self-confidence you'll all do fine." She sighed.

"Well if Ronald's ready I think we can go." Aimee looked over at her friend.

"Yeah lets go" Ron stood up and was ready to leave but not before grabbing four more pieces of toast causing the girls to roll their eyes at him. They made their way out of the great hall and towards defense of the dark arts or as Aimee would from then one take to calling it. The biggest waste of time imaginable.

"Did that room smell like garlic to you?" Hermione asked as they left the room."

"I'm not sure if it was garlic but it smelled like something." Aimee told her.

"That was just ridiculous is he stupid I mean he talked about the weather for the whole 90 minuet class." Ron groused.

"I have no idea," Aimee shrugged as Neville shoved his book back into his bag a book they hadn't even opened.

"Maybe I'll actually be able to pass this class." He said hopefully.

"Neville." They all sighed as they walked into the Transfiguration class room and slide into their seats.

McGonagall gave them a long winded lecture about safety causing Aimee to wonder how the twins even made it through one class and then she gave them a match to turn silver.

Aimee closed her eyes and thought about the spell letting the magic flow through her, she watched the needle turn silver and pointy as soon as she said the spell. She looked up to see that Hermione had also gotten hers to be silver but not exactly as perfectly needle like as Aimee had. McGonagall was looking at her astonished.

"Miss. Potter it seems you have inherited your father's gift for transfiguration." She whispered picking up the needle and examining it closely. "Ten points to Gryffindor for a perfect transfiguration and another five to Miss. Granger for a near perfect one. She smiled at the two girls before she glided away and went to check on the progress of the rest of the students.

By the end of the class Neville had the tip of the needle, Ron had half a needle and Hermione had three perfect ones but that didn't compare to the ten that sat in front of Aimee. When transfiguration was released for the day Hermione stood in aw of her friend.

"And you thought you couldn't do it" she scoffed.

"Well McGonagall says its genetic." She tried to downplay it as they came into the dungeons and took their seats.

"Yeah Genetic." Hermione snorted as she sat next to her and the boys took the seat behind them. Just as Severus Snape came billowing into the class room. So far one class had been a dude another had went well she wondered how this one would turn out.

A/N thanks for all the reviews one reviewer asked if this would be all 7 years, yes it will but I don't know how closely yet they will follow the seven year layout in the books. I decided to make the potions lesson its own chapter one, because I lost this document half way through writing this chapter and now can't concentrate after getting it back up and two because I feel it will be more meaning full as its own chapter please review I love hearing from you.