Chapter 6: And So It Begins
Simon woke up at 7:03 am, nice and refreshed. It was Monday. He was excited as it was his first day was classes. First, he had to change, so he got up out of his bed and walked over to his trunk. He opened it and pulled out some of his robes and put them on, adorning the colors of red and gold. He saw that Hugo and Raphael were already up and getting dressed while Joey was still asleep.
"Anyone wanna wake up Joey?" asked Simon. Raphael and Hugo looked at each other as if asking each other silently 'do you want to?' Hugo shook his head and finished pulling on his shirt.
"I will," Raphael said with a smirk, moving over to his pillow, grabbing it and tossed it towards Joey where it hit him in the face. Raphael then shouted, "HEY JOEY, WAKE UP OR YOU GONNA BE LATE FOR CLASS! YOU GOT 5 MINUTES TILL CLASS STARTS!" He yelled in sleeping Joey's ear. Joey sat up and jumped off his bed quickly and started for his trunk. He started pulling on his school robes over his pajamas as fast as he could but stopped when he noticed that his roommates were all laughing.
"What..." said Joey sleepily and looking at his roommates, puzzled.
Raphael walked up to him chuckling. "Classes don't start till 9," he said patting him on the shoulder.
Joey looked at him then at Simon and Hugo who nodded in confirmation. Joey walked back to his bed where he threw Raphael's pillow back at Raphael who punched it towards his own bed. Joey took his time and lazily lied back in his bed.
"Seriously, though, Joey," Raphael said, finished putting on his school robes. "Classes start at nine, so don't be late!" He added then left the dorm.
After Simon finished dressing in his school clothes with his Gryffindor tie, he walked down to the common room, while putting his wand in his pocket, where he saw Alice sitting in one of the chairs wearing her school robes, probably waiting for him and Hugo. Simon and Hugo walked up to Alice.
If Simon had never met Alice, he would have never walked up to her even if she was alone. Simon had never really tried making friends with girls. When he was younger, he was one of those kids who thought girls were weird and strange, but all that changed as he grew older. He thought girls were normal but that still didn't help him to go up to talk to girls. He just never understood why he just never did. Don't get him wrong, he did have a few friends who were girls, but they had come up to him and talk to him, not the other way around.
"Hey," said Simon stopping next to Alice. Hugo smiled and nodded.
"Hey guys," she greeted with a smile and stood up. "Let's get some breakfast shall we?" She began walking but not before she accidentally tripped herself somehow, but luckily Simon and Hugo were there to catch her. "Thanks," she said as the two boys helped her up.
"No problem," Simon said as him and Hugo looked at one another with amused smiles. "Let's go to breakfast, but let's be a bit careful, alright?" Simon suggested to Alice who slapped his arm but nodded, and they all headed down to the great hall. Out of the common room and into the halls, where Alice started a conversation.
"So, Simon, I kind of wanted asked, and Lily never told me but….?" She asked uncomfortably.
"Yes, I live at a muggle orphanage and I'm new to the magical world," Simon said automatically. "I never even knew my parents or what they looked like until Mr. Potter gave me a photo of them."
"Oh, so you're like Mr. Potter too," Alice commented.
"What do you mean?" Simon asked as he ran a hand over his hair to flatten it even though it already was.
"Mr. Potter didn't know his parents either," Alice explained. "He was sort of an orphan to, but he had muggle family. Do you have any other family?"
Simon shook his head. "No," he said, frowning. Alice and Hugo glanced at one another sadly.
"Well, not that you know of," Hugo said. "I mean, I'm sure there are family members out there who don't know you exist and I bet Mr. Potter and my dad are out there looking for them, so you can have a family."
"You think so?" Simon asked, looking hopeful.
"Mate, I know so," Hugo said, throwing his arm around Simon who smiled a little.
"So, how do you like Hogwarts so far?" Alice asked as they trio walked down the stairs.
Simon's expression changed for the better and he smiled. "It's pretty amazing, all of it. It's better than any other medieval stories I've read or movies I've watched. What about you?"
"Yeah, it's really brilliant." Alice agreed. "I've heard a lot of stories from my parents and my older brother, and now I get to see it for myself."
"Oh, so you have an older brother, what year?" Simon asked.
"August, he's in his fifth year, in the Gryffindor house," Alice answered.
"Yeah, I have an older sister, too," Hugo said. "She's same year as Albus."
"We are very aware of your sister, Hugo," Simon said, and they all shared a small laugh.
Few minutes later, the three Gryffindors had entered into in the Great Hall. Simon sat next to Hugo, while Alice sat across from Simon and next to Raphael.
Simon grabbed some bacon and a biscuit. "You know, it's going to be great to explore once classes are done," he said and took a bite of his bacon then turned towards his friends. "You wanna go after class, Hugo, Alice?"
"Sure," Hugo answered nodding. Alice nodded as well.
"Great," Simon said, smiling, and then took a drink of his orange juice. When he put his goblet down, someone had put down a piece of paper down in front of him. "What's this?" He asked in no one particular.
"It's our class schedule, genius," Hugo answered with excitement.
"Oh right," Simon said quietly, and then read his class schedule.
Class Schedule for First Year Gryffindors
Monday - Morning classes- Transfiguration with Hufflepuffs and Professor Xander Blake, Charms with Ravenclaws and Professor Charles Banter
Afternoon classes- Double Potions with Slytherins and Professor Padma Patil,
Tuesday- Morning classes- Double Herbology with Hufflepuffs and Professor Neville Longbottom,
Afternoon classes - Double History of Magic with Ravenclaws and Professor Cuthbert Binns
Wednesday-Morning classes- Transfiguration, Charms
Afternoon classes- Double DADA with Slytherins with Professor Nigel Wolpert
Evening class- Astronomy with the Hufflepuffs and Professor Aurora Sinistra
Thursday- Morning classes - Charms, Herbology
Afternoon classes - DADA, History of Magic
Friday- Morning classes - Double Transfiguration
Afternoon classes - Double Potions.
Seconds later, mail was seen being dropped in front of the students. Hugo and Alice received a letter while Simon received nothing, but he didn't seem fazed by it because he never had anyone to send him any letters, so he just continued eating.
"Are you okay?" Alice asked, looking at Simon.
"Hmm? Yeah, I'm fine," Simon answered with a nod.
Fifteen minutes before nine, Simon, Alice, and Hugo left for their first class, bags in hand and wands in pockets.
"So are you guys ready for class?" asked Alice as the four headed out back into the corridors of Hogwarts.
"I'm ready," said Simon who was very excited about his classes and learning new spells.
"Yeah, me too. I can't wait," Hugo said. Once the entered the next corridor, somebody bumped into Simon pretty hard. Simon turned to see who it was and wasn't surprised to see it was Markovics.
"Watch where you're going Mudblood," said Markovics, confusing Simon while Hugo and Alice gasped. Simon turned back around and continued to walk with his friends by his side.
"What does that mean?" Simon asked. "What's a Mudblood?"
"First, you should never say that word," Alice said with a gasp of horror for Simon having repeated the word. "And it's a very bad word against Muggle-borns. Most ignorant purebloods say it because they don't like muggle-borns."
"But I'm not a muggle-born," Simon said.
"Yeah, we know, but Markovics doesn't," Hugo said.
"But seriously, you should just ignore him. He's just trying to provoke you to do something," Alice said. "My dad says nothing ever good happens when you fight."
Minutes later, the trio arrived to their very first class, Transfiguration. Simon sat up in the front next to Alice. Hugo sat behind him next to Jasmine. Professor Blake was already sitting at his desk with his feet crossed on top of the desk, watching the students enter the classroom. He wore blue muggle suit without the jacket but with a dark blue vest, with his sleeves rolled up half way. He still looked the same since Simon saw him last at the Feast, though more calm and relaxed. His wand sat relaxed in his hand.
Minutes later, the rest of the students came in. They were paired with the Hufflepuffs.
"Good Morning class," Blake said to everyone, dragging his feet of his desk, standing up, and waved his wand where the door calmly shut itself.
"Good morning," said some students as others mumbled their reply.
"Well, welcome to you first Transfiguration class." welcomed Blake, and then began the roll call. Once he was finished, he looked at the kids and pointed out his wand. And without warning, Blake waved his wand towards the apple on his desk that transformed into a rubber ball, and then waved his wand again, and the ball just vanished. Everyone looked on in awe.
"Transfiguration," Blake started to speak, "is the art of changing the form and appearance of an object and the vanishing of objects. It is possible to change inanimate objects into animate ones and vice versa." He showed by turning a small book into a small bird that flew out the window.
"Some Transfiguration spells alter a part of something, such as changing a person's ears from normal human ears into rabbit ears," Blake explained, leaning on his desk. "Now, Transfiguration will be some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn here at Hogwarts. There are also certain rules Transfiguration cannot be applied with. Such as Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, that has five Principal Exceptions, of which food is one, which means that food cannot be produced out of thin air. Food can be moved from one place to another by magic, or changed, but not created out of nothing."
Simon and the others were listening very intently, taking some notes. For the rest of class, Blake lectured about the advantages and disadvantages of transfiguration in the Wizarding world and so on.
"Okay, for your homework tonight." Began Blake as the class finished taking notes. "Read Chapter 1 and see if you can try the first spell which talks about turning a matchstick into a needle. Come up to my desk and grab a matchstick on your way out. Do not worry if you lose it because we will be practicing a little next class when I am done lecturing for chapter 1," the Transfiguration Professor finished and then dismissed the class five minutes early.
Simon put his things away and went up to the desk and grabbed a matchstick, not noticing how Blake was staring at him intently. Simon glanced up at the man just as Blake snapped his eyes away. He narrowed his eyes towards the Professor, feeling that he was being stared at and was confused at to why.
"Simon, are you coming?" called Hugo. Simon turned back to his friends and quickly followed them out of the class.
"So, what'd you guys think?" Hugo asked. "Pretty amazing, am I right?"
"Yeah, but it seems really difficult," Alice said. "I don't know if I'd be good at it. What did you think Simon?"
"I thought it was alright," Simon answered with a smile.
"So, where do we go to next?" Hugo asked and they all took a look at their schedules.
"Charms," Alice answered.
Minutes later the first year Gryffindors walked into their second class on the third floor, and once again, Simon sat up in front with Alice sitting next to him once again. Hugo sat behind them, this time next to Penelope. Simon took a look around waving at Lily and Gabriel who were sitting next to one another and waved back.
Over in the front of the classroom was Professor Charles Banter, standing on large windowsill, leaning on the wall and watching with a small smile as the students entered the room. He had red hair, brown eyes, and a young handsome look as he wore blue pants, a grey t-shirt, and a multicolored of different blues, short sleeved, unbuttoned shirt. He looked very out a place.
Another minute later, the rest of the students had arrived. This time, the Gryffindors were paired off with the Ravenclaws.
"Well Good Morning Class," The Professor said joyfully in an Irish accent and jumped from the windowsill.
"Good Morning, Professor," Most of the class replied, now more awake with more energy.
"Welcome to your very first Charms class!" Banter said arms on his waist in a Peter Pan pose as he looked over the children. "I am Professor Charles Banter, but you can call me Charlie! It's my third year teaching Charms and I enjoy it and I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do," he said and pulled out an apple.
"Now, Charms!" He said excitedly. "It is the type of spell concerned with giving objects new and unexpected properties, and that's what this class mainly consists of; learning those sorts of spells. Now, a charm is one of the seven known spell types. It's one of the major types which are why it has its own class just like Transfiguration. But Charms are distinguished from Transfiguration in that a charm adds or changes properties of an object; it focuses on altering what the object does as opposed to what the object is." He said, and then took a bite of his apple.
He swallowed. "For example, the Color Changing Charm causes something to flash different colors; the Levitation or Hover Charm causes an object to levitate; the Cheering Charm improves upon a creature's or person's mood. An object that has a lasting charm placed on it is called bewitched, though charms in general appear to last longer than other spells. Now take a look."
Simon looked up from taking notes and saw Charlie swish and flick his wand towards his apple which then levitated into the air. He grabbed his apple and took another bite.
"Every now and again, Charms can be some of the most powerful and game-changing spells in existence. The Fidelius Charm, for example, can completely hide a person or a place in such a way that no one can find them unless they are given the location by a Secret Keeper. Memory Charms can be so strong that they completely remove a person's memory or even damage his or her mind permanently if done wrong. A large number of Curses, Jinxes, Hexes, and Healing spells resemble types of charms. But nevertheless, if a charm is wrongly used, thankfully you can undo the charm. That's the wonderful ways of magic," Charlie finished with an excited smile.
The rest of the hour passed with more lecturing on the uses of Charms. Simon was very intrigued by it and enjoyed it. Now, he and his friends were walking through the third floor corridor.
"So, Simon, what do you think?" Alice asked as she walked next to him.
"Magic," Simon said. "It's really amazing. I love it." He took a look behind Hugo who happened to be looking at the walls or what happened to be on the walls.
Throughout the corridor, there were some statues of what looked like to be wizards and some regular looking suits of armor, and some doors that lead to some class rooms, and there were banners of the Hogwarts crest hanging from the ceiling and some banners with country sides or moving wizards and witches on them minding their own business, which was what caught Hugo's attention. It didn't get really interesting until they moved into second floor corridor.
Alice and Simon stopped and were looking at a countryside picture while Hugo had already turned into the next hallway, and that's when they heard him scream. Alice and Simon quickly ran to the next corridor and found Hugo who was looking at himself because he was now all wet and drenched.
"What the..." murmured Simon.
"I'm all wet!" Hugo groaned. "And now all my books and notes are all wet!" he growled then looked up towards the ceiling.
"Ooh, more ickle firsties!" said a voice. Alice and Hugo looked up and saw a man or was it a ghost? He was a little man dressed in loud, outlandish clothes including a bell-covered hat and an orange bow tie. Compared to the Hogwarts ghosts Simon had seen at the feast, he was solid-looking, not pearly white and transparent. He was dancing in the air holding what seemed to be water balloons.
"Who are you?" asked Simon watching the ghost-man's hands suspiciously. Alice did as well while Hugo was shaking the water off of him mumbling angrily about having to write new notes.
"My name is Peeves the poltergeist, and no I am not the antichrist. I am the ghost of great mischief, and I am the master chief, so you better run away or you will be forced to pay, with my tricks of tricks that will kick you away," sung the weird looking poltergeist.
"That doesn't make since," mumbled Simon but jumped back in surprise as a water balloon landed in front of him. Peeves was laughing with glee. "Run!" Simon yelled as he grabbed Alice's hand and ran. When Hugo was about to run, he was hit yet again. He cursed and followed Simon and Alice, and left Peeves laughing self, echoing behind them.
Minutes later, Simon, Alice, and Hugo were running through the first floor as fast as they could and towards the Great hall. Hugo was drenched in water.
"I'm gonna kill that stupid ghost!" Hugo growled as they came to a stop. Hugo wiped at his face to get some water off of it.
"It's not a ghost, it was a poltergeist and you can't kill it," said Alice, breathing heavily.
"I don't care. I'm gonna find a way to do it," growled Hugo.
"I think we lost him," spoke up Simon. "Let's get to the Great Hall for lunch. I'm starving."
"But I'm all wet," Hugo whined. Simon and Alice shared a glance and Simon noticed a sixth year boy walking by, adorning the Gryffindor colors.
"Hey excuse me!" Hugo yelled at the older boy causing him to stop and look at questioningly. "Peeves sort of dropped some water on me, so I could do with a little help here." he said.
"Oh, okay," the older teen said as he pulled out his wand and gave a big wide smile. Alice and Simon watched in surprise as Hugo was sprayed in the face by more water that was coming from the older teen's wand. Seconds later he stopped and pocketed his wand. Hugo wiped his face once again and looked at the older teen who smiled innocently. "You're welcome," he said then walked away. Simon and Alice tried not to laugh as Hugo shook his head, shaking the water and groaned.
"I get enough pranks from James and Fred," Hugo said, "Now I have to get tormented by other teens and their pranks." Simon smirked then noticed a sixth year girl who was in Ravenclaw walking by.
"Excuse me," Simon said stopping the older teen that looked at him questioningly. "Um, can you help my friend here? He got into a little trouble with Peeves the poltergeist."
"Sure," the girl answered with a smile and pulled out her wand. She waved her wand over Hugo who was now completely dry. Though, his hair was now messy and in all places. "There you go," she smiled and winked at Hugo.
"Thanks," Hugo said softly with a tiny blush and the older teen walked away. He then tried to flatten his hair, but there was no winning this battle so he just let it be.
"Come on," Simon said as he continued to walk. "Let's get some food." Alice and Hugo nodded and followed Simon. Minutes later, the trio entered the Great Hall and sat at the Gryffindor table.
Simon was sitting at the table eating his lunch quietly while the others talked about watching the Quidditch tryouts that were coming up this coming Saturday afternoon.
"Are you okay, Simon? You're pretty quiet," asked Alice. Simon looked up.
"Yeah, I'm fine," answered Simon as Hugo, Raphael, and Joey were arguing who was the best Quidditch League team.
"Are you sure?"
Simon nodded, but at the moment he was actually thinking about his parents. About how they were when they were here at Hogwarts. Was his dad like that Gryffindor who sprayed water in Hugo's face and was his mother like the Ravenclaw who dried Hugo, or were they totally different. He wish he at least knew what his parents were like, so he could at least feel more connected to them.
The bell rang signaling that it was time to go to their next class. Simon grabbed his bag and stood up and started walking with Alice to class. The two walked the rest of the way in silence with Joey, Hugo, and Raphael debating about the Quidditch Players and who was the best. The Gryffindors first years went up to the first floor, where their Potions class would be.
When they got in, Simon sat in the middle row of class, in-between Alice and Hugo. He looked around and observed the classroom. There were three rows of tables and were four columns. Windows surrounded the room which was very bright and let in a cool breeze from time to time.
The bell rang and in walked the professor. She was wearing purple witch's robes, tanned skin, brown eyes, long dark hair, and a beautiful heart shaped face.
"Good afternoon, students, I am Professor Patil," The professor politely greeted, as she casually strode up to her desk.
"Good afternoon, Professor," the students greeted back, and then the professor grabbed up the roll call and began checking off the students. The Gryffindors were paired up with the Slytherins this time. When Patil was done calling role, she began her lecture.
"Well, welcome to your first Potions Class," She started with a smile. "In this class, you will learn how to brew potions, droughts, antidotes, drafts and others, following specific recipes and using various magical ingredients to create them, starting with simple ones first and moving to more advanced ones as you progress in your knowledge. Hopefully, you will really learn to understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching one's mind, ensnaring the senses. I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper on death." Patil continued on.
She, like the other classes, lectured about potions, advantages and disadvantages of potions. She also continued to lecture on potions ingredients, and their uses, and what would happen if one would get their potion wrong, which could be very deadly.
Simon listened and took notes, and at one time, he accidentally dropped his pencil. He and Alice reached for it at the same time and their hands touched and retracted them quickly. They both blushed and Simon grabbed his pencil. When Simon sat up, he felt a paper pall hit him in the back of the head while Patil wasn't looking. He turned around and saw that it was Markovics as he and his friends were laughing. Rolling his eyes, Simon turned back and listened to the professor.
And soon, the bell rang and Potions class was over, and the trio headed to the Great Hall for dinner.
"Well, first day of classes was good," Hugo said as the trio sat at the Gryffindor table and began helping themselves to some food.
"Yeah, it was all interesting," Simon agreed.
"I'm excited about the classes tomorrow!" Alice said.
The next day, Classes started off with Herbology and a familiar face. After breakfast, Simon, Hugo, and Alice began making their way towards the green-houses because that's where there Herbology classes would take place.
The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs entered Greenhouse One where Professor Longbottom was sitting on a table eating an apple. He smiled as the children entered. Simon looked around the greenhouse that was almost like a classroom but there were a lot of windows and plants along the walls. Simon, Alice, and Hugo decided to sit in the middle of the classroom.
Once everyone was in their seats, Professor Longbottom stood to his feet and tossed his apple over his shoulder where it landed in the bin. "Welcome to Herbology, first years," he greeted, clapping his hands together. "I am Professor Neville Longbottom and I am not only the Herbology teacher, but head of Gryffindor house, but of course, you already knew that! Now, let's talk about Herbology. What is it?"
Everyone looked at one another and a couple of students slowly raised their hands. "Yes, you!" Professor Longbottom said, pointing at a brunette Asian girl named Mai Yamato.
"Herbology is the study of magical and mundane plants and fungi, making it the wizarding equivalent to botany," she answered automatically.
"In a nutshell, but yes. Five points to Hufflepuff," Longbottom said. "In this special class of Herbology, you will all learn to care for and utilize plants. You will learn about their magical properties, and what they are used for. Many plants provide ingredients for potions and medicine, while others have magical effects of their own right."
For the most of class, Professor Longbottom continued to lecture on Herbology, advantages and disadvantages and so on. He even showed the students a few of his prized plants and some of the plants they will be working on through the years. Things didn't get weird until after class.
Once class was over, the kids began to file out and head to lunch. Simon was on his way out when tripped on something and fell over to the stone floor, spilling some papers.
"You alright there Simon?" Professor Longbottom asked, having witnessed the incident.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Simon replied as he gathered his papers. Alice and Hugo stopped to help pick up Simon's papers. As they were doing this, Mr. Potter walked in.
"Neville," Potter greeted.
"Hiya Harry," Professor Longbottom greeted, shaking Potter's hand. "Here for the – " he began to say, but then noticed the children. " - For the plant, I presume?" Potter nodded. "Alright, I'll go get it then," Longbottom said, leaving Potter with the three kids.
"Hello Hugo, Alice, Simon," Mr. Potter greeted with a nod.
"Hello Mr. Potter," the three kids greeted, standing to their feet.
"I hope the second day of school is going well?" Mr. Potter said. "Simon?"
Simon nodded. "Yes sir," he said politely.
"Good, good," Mr. Potter said.
"Harry?" Longbottom called. Potter turned around. "Over here."
"Right," Potter said, and then turned back to the children. "Well, I see you kids later," He said, patting Simon's shoulder.
Once Potter touched Simon, he tensed up and his pupils dilated as he began to see and hear things.
As if it was right in front of him like a movie, Simon saw a man with teal eyes, fangs, and a goatee, a wolf-like creature biting someone, and two men in a dark forest staring at one another. And then, there were words -
"I should have known it was you Isaac, but I must say, taking another teacher's spot and using they're image has been done before."
"Oh shut it Potter! At this point, I only care about one thing!"
"And that thing is never going to be found -"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Simon?"
Simon blinked his eyes a few times and his vision cleared. He was staring into green eyes.
"Simon, are you okay?" asked Potter. Simon swallowed and looked around. He was back in the Herbology room with Mr. Potter, Professor Longbottom, Alice, and Hugo.
He nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay," he said. Potter nodded.
"I think you kids should head to lunch," Professor Longbottom spoke. The three kids nodded, and Mr. Potter followed Professor Longbottom into another room.
"Okay, that was strange, mate," Hugo said. "But I'm starving, so let's go to lunch."
"Not yet," Simon said. "Come on!" He said and began following the path of Potter and Longbottom. Alice and Hugo shared a puzzled glance and then followed after Simon. They trio followed the two adults towards one of the farther greenhouses.
"What are we doing?" Alice whispered.
"I don't know yet," Simon replied, and seconds later, they stopped outside the door where they heard the two adults talking.
"So, what did you find out?" Potter's voice asked.
"Not much," Longbottom's voice answered. "From what Xander Blake tells me, he's from Wales, was a top student at Beaxabautons and left home because of a girl, nothing threatening. Why couldn't you look into his file?"
"Because, apparently there isn't a file on him," Potter replied. "Though there is a file on a Xander Blake, but he's nearly a hundred and lives in Scotland with his wife."
"That's strange," Longbottom replied, "Could it have been taken?"
"Possibly," Potter said, "Though It looks as if a file never existed, but I can't be sure. Not yet."
"And why are you looking into him?"
"Because he just popped out of nowhere and had applied for this job in an instant once it became available," Potter explained.
"Maybe he just needed the job," Longbottom suggested, "And he wants to teach."
"Maybe," Potted commented nonchalantly. "So, based on what you observed today, what do you think of Simon Ares?"
"For the son of a not so great wizard, he's pretty quiet," Longbottom said. Alice, Hugo, and Simon looked at one another in shock. Simon's father wasn't a good wizard? Is that how Potter knew about his dad, because Potter was an Auror and he had took his father down? "But from what Blake told me from what happened on the train, he's a bit of a hot head and likes to protect his friends. Got into a fight with Markovics' kid on the train. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I kind of looked into his mind," Potter said as Longbottom's eyebrows rose. "I know, I know, but I couldn't help it. You saw him just space out for a minute. It was strange."
"Well, what did you see?" Longbottom asked.
"Well, I the first thing I saw was Isaac Jakoda, but I'm not sure," Potter answered.
"What? How?" Longbottom said. "I mean that's impossible. This kid is an orphan, and he was raised away from the magical world. How could he know about Isaac Jakoda?"
"But what I saw in his mind...This boy has seen a very high profile dark wizard somehow," Potter said. "And I wonder why as well. Do you think he's apart it?"
"What? You can't possibly think he's in it with Isaac and his boss do you? I mean, he's just a boy," Longbottom replied. "There's no way they would go out of his way to recruit a little boy, much less an unknown orphan."
"Yeah, you're right," Potter said. "I have to go. Thanks for the information."
"No problem," Longbottom spoke. "Always willing to help out a friend."
Simon, Alice, and Hugo heard wood screech against the stone floor, so the trio quickly took off around the corner and made it just in time. Potter closed the door, and began walking off but not before he came across a piece of paper on the ground. He picked it up, looked at it for a second, and then pocketed it. Simon had seen the whole thing, hoping that that piece of paper didn't have his name on it.
"Simon?" Hugo called. Simon looked at him questioningly. "What did Mr. Potter mean that you saw the dark wizard guy?"
Simon shrugged. "I'm not sure," he half lied. Hugo accepted his answer and nodded.
"Well, are you okay?" Alice asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you going you tell us what's wrong now?" Alice asked curiously as the trio began making their way back to the castle to lunch. "Like how you spaced out earlier, and why Mr. Potter looked into your mind?"
"I don't know," replied Simon.
"And why not?"
"Because I don't know what it was or what it means or what's even going on," Simon elaborated.
"Simon – "
"Alice please, just drop it!" Simon nearly shouted causing Alice to retreat and back off a little. Hugo, walking behind Alice and Simon, looking between the two, worried.
Minutes and a silence walk later, the three Gryffindors were outside the Great Hall, but before they walked in, Simon stopped Alice and Hugo.
"Look I know you want to help but I need to figure out what's going on first, okay?" Simon said. Alice and Hugo nodded. "Sorry for yelling." he apologized.
Alice gave him a small smile. "It's okay. And Simon?" Simon turned to look at her. "Just promise me you do come to me or Hugo for help if and when you need it."
Simon smiled nodded. "I promise."
"Good, now that's out of the way," Hugo said. "Let's get some lunch. I'm so starving, I could eat a hippogriff."
Alice and Simon laughed and followed Hugo into the Great Hall. As Simon at his lunch, he once again started wondering about these visions he was having. It was all similar to the dreams he had been having back before he knew Magic existed, but these visions happened when he was awake, so what was the deal? Why did he have dreams when he was wide awake? Was it because of Potter or Hugo? Were they connected? Simon didn't know, but he did remember what Bill Ollivander said about him and his wand and how it was one of a kind. Maybe his connection to the wand was what had started it all. And right then, Simon knew that it was time to write his very first letter. But other questions plagued his mind. Who was Isaac Jakoda and he was working for someone? And plus, why was Potter investigating Professor Blake? Was Blake really a bad guy? He didn't seem so, and Simon certainly didn't hope so.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Please review. And tell me about my mistakes. Thanks