I was woken up by a pillow being thrown at my face. "Get up. It's 7:30 am and I don't think the boys are awake yet," Pansy said hitting me with the pillow again. I groaned and sat up so she would stop. "So getting them up is my problem how?" I ask, stretching. Pansy just scoffed and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on and I knew I had been stuck with the duty of waking up the boys. I quickly got up, changed into my uniform, and went to the boys' door. I knocked three times before opening it. I was shocked to what I walked into. Crabbe and Goyle were both awake and unsuccessfully trying to wake Draco. Theo's head was buried under his pillow trying to go back to sleep. Blaise was walking into the bathroom with his towel. I was surprised that any of them were up right now. I quickly moved to Draco's bed. Placing my finger on my lips, warning the two to not warn Draco that I was there. I stood over Draco's bed, cleared my throat, and mimicked Narcissa's voice perfectly, "Draco Lucius Malfoy, get out of bed now. It's already 745 am. I did not raise a lazy son. Now you only have 15 minutes to get ready for breakfast. Don't make me get your father." Draco bolted out of bed and started getting dressed, apologizing profusely. I looked over and saw that Theo was also quickly getting dressed. I shared a look with Crabbe and Goyle. The three of were trying to not laugh but failed when Blaise burst out of the bathroom, still soaked from his shower, trying to dry off and get dressed all at the same time. The three frightened boys looked at us while they got dressed then facepalmed. "Bloody Merlin Lyra. Don't scare us like that," Blaise growled, now actually taking the time to dry off. I rolled my eyes and headed for the door. "I wasn't kidding. We're going up to Breakfast at 8 am. Chop Chop," I called as I closed their door. Walking back to my room, Pansy was also getting dressed. I walked over to my bed and dumped my bag out.

Eight notebooks, lots of pens and pencils, my sketchbook, sharpies, a Bluetooth speaker, and my wand fell onto the bed. I then unlocked my truck. I pulled out seven binders, all my 1st-year textbooks, potion equipment, parchment, quills, and ink. "When does the spell wear off?" Pansy asked. I turned to her and noticed her hair was a wet mass of curls. "Around 10:15 am," I stated as I waved my hand at her. Pansy's hair quickly dried and straightened to frame her face. She smiled slightly as she grabbed her bag. "Shall I pack some makeup remover and a hairbrush?" she asked. I nodded, organizing everything on my bed into my bag. I slide my wand into one of the outer pockets of my robes. My iPod into the inner pocket. My earbuds were hung around my neck. I triple checked everything was there and then left the dorm with Pansy. The boys were in the Common Room looking picture perfect. "Ready?" Draco asked. "Let's go," Pansy stated strolling out of the door. We all followed and easily fell into our pattern of walking. Everyone chattered around me with ease. I smiled and joined in when I was supposed to. Just outside the Great Hall, a dizzy spell overcame me and I grabbed onto Theo's arm. "Lyra are you okay?" Theo asked me as the others surrounded me so the rest of the student body couldn't see me. Before I could answer my vision went black.

I opened my eyes to find us walking towards the Great Hall once more. However, I noticed that Draco's and Pansy's hairs were both much longer. Draco was also taller and walking with fake confidence. I turned to look at Theo and Blaise. They, too, were taller but their hairs were the same length. I knew Crabbe and Goyle would be the same as the others. Everyone was older and were scared out of their minds but hiding it well, including myself. Suddenly Draco flinched, grabbing his left arm discreetly. I went to reach out to grab him when I felt my left arm burn. Draco turned around to face me. Our eyes were wide with fear and Draco grabbed my hand. We turned on the spot and everything went black.

I gasp as I come to. I hastily pulled up my left sleeve and sighed in relief when I saw it was bare. I looked up to see my friends' concerned faces. "I'm fine. We're fine. Everything is going to be fine," I muttered to them as Theo helped me stay steady on my feet. "How long?" I asked softly. "Little less than a minute," Blaise answered. I nodded and we continued into the Great Hall. None of the other students had noticed my fainting spell, which I was grateful for. We sat down at the Slytherin table and started eating breakfast. Serveurs came and gave us our schedules. "Sweet we get three day weekends," Blaise exclaimed. "But we have to deal with Gryffindors first thing Monday mornings," Draco growled. When Serveurs handed me my schedule, there were a few more sheets of parchment. I looked over my schedule first and then compared it to Pansy's. "Bloody hell. I don't have a single day off," I grumbled and rubbed my face. I ran through the rest of the papers. The first two parchments were a list of materials that I was going to need for the other two years I'd be learning. The third was a permanently signed restricted section pass with Dumbledore's signature on it. The final paper was a simple reminder that I only had a week to gather the necessary materials. "Why do you have all these papers?" Crabbe asked, causing me to jump. I tucked the papers into the same pocket as my iPod as I answered, "Because I fought and won against the Sorting Hat, I have a few more classes that I have to take. The papers were simply I need to gather what I need." Everyone accepted the answer without a doubt. A pang of guilt hit my gut at lying to them, but them knowing would probably cause them more harm than good. We finished our breakfast and strolled back down to the dungeons for Potions.

I was relieved that I had Mondays with my friends. It made waiting for Severus to open the class more bearable. Once we were allowed to enter, I slipped into the first seat I could. Everyone filed up to the seats up front. To my surprise we had an odd number of students, leaving the seat next to me empty. I relaxed at this. As we waited for Professor's grand entrance, I pulled out a forest green notebook, a matching binder, a black notebook, a black sharpie, and a pen. I didn't dare to put an earbud in while we waited. Instead, I labeled the binder as 'Potions' and the green notebook as '1st year' with the sharpie. I placed the notebook into the binder with a decisive snap. However, no one looked at me since at that moment Severus slammed open the door to his office. I opened the green notebook ready to take notes until he started to give a lecture. Suddenly he called out Potter. During each of the Professor's questions, Granger had her hand up while Potter looked at Serveurs stupidly. Draco looked back at me in surprise as we had been forced to study Victorian language just under a year ago. I shook my head at his question of commenting. Draco rolled his eyes and face forward once again. Serveurs turned to the whole class just then and had us start taking notes as he lectured on the basics of Potion Brewing. Have way through the class, Serveurs assigned an essay that would be due at the end of class. Sighing I pulled out some parchment and started writing.

When he called for the papers, I was the last one to turn mine in, on purpose. As the Professor skimmed over my work, I saw his eyes stop at the bottom. Though I told Draco not to question my godfather, I was different. A line after my conclusion I has wrote, 'So you're sorry for Harry's loss of his Lily? Who knew you were so caring.' He looked up at me in disdain then shuffled through some papers on his desk. He promptly handed me two more sheets of parchment and sent me on my way. We had a few minutes before the bell rang, so I place the new parchments in the binder and placed the binder in my bag along with the parchment. I then took out the List from my inner robe pocket. I opened the black notebook and started writing letters to the appropriate stores in Diagon Alley. Just as I finished the last letter, the bell rang. I quickly dropped the closed notebook into my bag as I was surrounded by the group. As we walked up to the main hall, Goyle asked, "Where to next?" Blaise was the one who answered surprisingly, "History of Magic. It's supposedly taught by a ghost." That explained why he knew. Pansy complained about needing to use the restroom so the boys split off from Pansy and I. Pansy then dragged me to the closest bathroom and handed me the makeup remover wipes before I could ask what she was doing. Sighing in relief, I took them from her and went to look at myself in the mirror. Taking a wipe out of the package, I quickly removed the offending dust from my eyelids. Once all the makeup was removed I handed the package back to Pansy, who simply replaced it with a brush. I carefully took out the Comb and placed it in one of the outer pockets on my bag. As I took out bobby pin after bobby pin, Pansy asked, "Do you have to return it to Narcissa?" I chuckled, "No. She said that my mother would've wanted me to have it on my 11th birthday. So it was a gift." I finally got the last bobby pin out and my hair fell around my shoulders in soft curl. "Are you sure you want to brush those out?" Pansy inquired. In response I started running the brush through my hair in long, confident strokes. I then loosely french braided it. "Better?" I asked as I turned to her. "There's the Lyra we all know and love. Now come on or we're going to be late," She said and pulled me out the bathroom all the way to class. We made it with minutes to spare.

As we took our seats, we found that Blaise was indeed correct about this class being taught by a ghost. I also found myself with a table to myself again. "Huh, weird," I muttered as I pulled out a magenta notebook with a matching binder. I quickly matched the snap with the bell and got ready to take notes. Surprisingly the Professor went straight into the lesson without any reservations. The hour sped by as he taught. I noticed many of my classmates were falling asleep, however. I shrugged it off. When the bell rang, the Professor asked me to stay back for a moment. "Go. I'll you guys at lunch," I whispered to the group before I walked up to the Professor's desk. "I was told you were to be taught 2nd and 3rd-year criteria. Is that correct?" he asked. "Yes sir," I responded. "Very well. I expect you to get the notes from your housemates in the other years. As for your homework in the other classes, I expect it on my desk the day and period it is due. I highly suggest you make fast friends, Miss Lestrange," he stated as he held out a parchment. "Yes sir," I replied as I took it. He dismissed me and I quickly left. I bolted outside and took a breath of fresh air. I looked around the grounds in front of me and spotted a tree that looked strangely like a weeping willow in the middle of the front grounds swaying in a nonexistent wind. I slowly walked over to it. As soon as I got into range, the tree whipped out its branches at me. I stumbled back, yelling, "I don't want to hurt you! I just want to sit under your branches so that I won't be questioned while I finish getting my school supplies together."

The branched stopped swinging just as quickly as they had begun. I looked up and saw that the tree had opened its vines for me to enter. I slowly walked forward again and it didn't attack again. I walked into the opening and the branches closed behind me. I reached out my hand to touch the truck, but a small branch lightly slapped my hand away. I smiled softly, "Baby steps. Got it. Either way, thank you for allowing me to sit within your branches. I need to summon my elf, Dobby. I hope that's okay." I waited for a few minutes to see if I got attacked again. When I didn't, I called out, "Dobby please come here." With a loud pop, the pale house elf appeared before me. "Y-yes Mistress Lyra?" Dobby asked in a shaking voice. I knelt done and fished out the letters and my coin purse. "Dobby I need you to go to these shops and pay for the materials they give you from these letters right now okay?" I asked handing him the bundle. "Dobby understands, Mistress. Dobby will be right back," he said before leaving with another loud pop. I settled onto the ground about a foot from the trunk of the tree and started pulling out my binders, notebooks, and a black sharpie. I labeled each binder with a different subject. The magenta got 'History of Magic'. A cherry red was labeled 'Transfiguration' while a sky blue read 'Charms'. I wrote 'Astronomy' on a midnight blue binder. The canary yellow stated 'D.A.D.A.". Just as I got done writing 'Herbology' onto a leaf green binder, Dobby appeared with a loud pop. I looked up to see him holding three parcels and quickly took them off his hands. "Thank you, Dobby. Do you think Lucius can spare you a little longer?" I asked as I placed the parcels on the ground. "Dobby thinks he can help Mistress a little longer," he said with some confidence. I smiled and handed him one more letter, "Take this to my Aunt Tonks. Bring back what she gives you. You don't have to tell Lucius where you went. If he asks, say you were helping me with getting the books for my extra classes, got it?" Dobby nodded and popped away. I went back to organizing. I labeled the notebooks with '1st year' and placed them in their color corresponding binders. I opened the parcels and placed them in my bag as I made sure everything was there.

I then placed my earbuds in, started Sit Still Look Pretty by Daya, and started to write the first essay I was assigned by Serveurs for 1st years. It was about 40 minutes later that Dobby popped into existence. Before I could say anything, Dobby placed the new parcel on my bag and said, "Dobby must get back. He needed by Mistress Narcissa." Then he popped away again. I smiled and shook my head, "He's always getting pushed to hard. Sucks that I have to push him harder sometimes." I was answered by the silence so I opened the parcel from my aunt. On top of the black binder and 16 notebooks, was a letter. I opened it and read a strongly worded letter about using her sister's house elf to contact her, not overworking myself here at school, and that she better have a letter every two weeks telling her how I am. I chuckled and went to work at finish organizing my school life. When the bell for lunch rang, I had a binder for each core subject I had and three notebooks in each binder, one for each year. I also had all six essays that had been assigned to be done. I groaned and stood up. "Thank you once again for allowing me to study under your branches. I'll see you in a few hours if you'd allow me to sit with you once more," I said looking at the Willow. I heard the branches move and I took my cue to leave. As I walked up the stairs to the Entrance Hall, I was blocked by two tall and lanky gingers. I crossed my arms and stopped about five feet away. "Say, George, did you see that? Little Miss Slytherin just walked out from under the Whomping Willow without so much as a scratch," the one on the right stated. "Why yes, I did Fred. It couldn't be that this girl knew some sort of magic that we don't," the one on the left, George, replied. I rolled my eyes, saying, "If you must know, Weasleys. All I did was ask permission." I then moved passed them and went to eat lunch.

Draco waved me over to where the group was sitting. I sat down next to Goyle, who instantly start placing food on my plate. "So what was it this morning?" Theo asked. Everyone froze and glared at him. I got the feeling that they had all agreed not to bring it up and he just broke that agreement. I sat up straight and looked at Draco. "Do you want to know or would you rather me keep silent?" I asked him. Draco waved his hand for me to continue. I rubbed my face and said, "Draco and I were a few years older, maybe in third or fourth year. We were at the Manor. Lucius had pinned me to the wall with a full body bind. He ripped my the back of my shirt open and forced Draco to brand the symbol of a Dragon on my right shoulder." I had kept my face covered to hide both the shame and guilt from the other Slytherins. I wasn't lying about the vision. I had it about a month ago when I got pushed into a wall by Lucius. It just wasn't the vision from this morning. If I told them that one, they would lose hope in my plan. I felt arms wrap around me and different hands pull my hands away. "We won't let that happen, do you understand us?" Theo growled in my ear as the other five stared me down. I nodded and we went back to eating lunch, though slightly less happy. The bell rang and we continued on with our day. The remaining classes were similar to the morning classes. I was placed alone with no partner. We took notes on lectures. At the end of each class, I was given the same speech about notes and homework, before being handed the extra homework that was assigned to me. By the time the bell rang signaling the end of the main school day, I was done with everything. "Guys I'm going back outside. I'll see you at dinner," I muttered before I stalked off to the Whomping Willow. No one tried to stop me. I knew it was they thought I need some space and they were right. All they did after lunch was pity me.

I stopped a few paces away from the branched ranges and called out, "May I have the pleasure of sitting with you again?" The Willow opened her branches and beckoned me under. I did so with a smile. Instead of doing homework like I should've been doing, I laid back on the ground using my arm as a pillow. Looking up at the sky through the branches, I couldn't help but talk. I talked about everything. From the vision about be gaining the Dark Mark by 6th year to the book I finished the day before I came to Hogwarts. I didn't feel the Willow judge me in any way as I talked. I slowly ran out of things to say and just laid there watching her branches move in the wind. After a little bit, I waved my hand and checked the time. Seeing it was 5:15 and the sun were starting to set I got up. "Thank you for listening and letting me sit with you again," I said before leaving out the walkway she made with her branches. I strolled into the Great Hall and over to my friends without any interruptions this time. Draco placed a plate in front of me and I started eating without a word. I had nine different essays that were all due on different days. Some I didn't even know the due dates for. I went on autopilot as everyone left the table and headed down to the Common Room. We all sat in front of one of the many fireplaces and started doing our homework. About 7 pm, I groaned and stood up. "Where are you going? You have more homework than the five of us put together," Draco said flipping through his History of Magic textbook. "I have to go talk to a second and third year, so I can get notes and due dates for classes I don't have," I answered walking away with my bag. I had a class with the 3rd years in a few minutes so I went over to a group of 2nd years.

As I walked up to the table, one of the students held out a stack of parchments. I went to say something but the same person cut me off, "Lyra Lestrange, yes we know. Professor Snape caught us before breakfast and explained what was going to be needed. Here's your copy of today's notes and the second year schedule. Where would you prefer we hand the notes to you from now on?" I stood in shock before shaking my head. "The Entrance Hall during the break before dinner, please," I answered steadily as I took the stack of papers. The group in front of me nodded. Confused at what just happened, I turned around and went back to my group. I stood next to the couch that Theo and Blaise were sitting on as I placed the notes on my back. "I guess I didn't need to talk to them. Apparently, Serveurs already did," I commented. "He is a Professor and Head of the House Lyra. And he's your godfather. No way is he just going to leave you hanging, in school at least," Blaise replied. Theo shifted through his notes, stating, "You either need to run or find a way to get a time turner if you're going to make it to class in time." I ruffled his hair and bolted out the Common Room door. I raced up to the top of the Astronomy Tower. Thankfully I made it in time. As I entered the roof, another stack of papers was held out to me. I didn't even ask. I took them, proclaiming, "The Entrance Hall during the break before Dinner." Out of the Corner of my eye, I saw a nod. I quickly sat up my station and placed my left earbud in. From what I had gathered from class earlier today, the class is dead quiet after getting the instructions. Battle Cry by Imagine Dragons drifted through my head as the Professor told us what we were doing. I quickly got the hang of what to do and placed the right earbud in. As I got into the trace of looking at the stars and plotting them, my eyes started playing tricks on me. One second the sky was clear and full of stars. I'd blink then it would be clouded and green. I pulled away from the telescope and rubbed my eyes. Maybe I should've taken a nap instead of talking earlier. I thought. I went back to work and got lost again. It kept happening every few minute, however. Ten minutes before the class was over, the green wouldn't go away.

Looking down I noticed that I had a shadow below me. I looked up to see if it was the moon. Instead, I saw the huge Dark Mark hovering over the tower. My forearm burned once again. Grasping my arm, I turned around to see Draco crying, my Mother laughing, and Serveurs casting the Killing Curse at Dumbledore. As it hit, Dumbledore fell over the side of the tower and fell to his death. I covered my mouth hastily as I came out of my vision. No one noticed I had been still for a few minutes. The Professor came over and placed her assignments for me on top of my chart, also not noticing that something was wrong. I packed up my station and walked over to the Common Room on autopilot. Crabbe looked up at me as I approached him, Goyle and Blaise. "The other's finished and went to bed. We figured we'd stay up for you to get back," he said moving his things so I could have my spot back. I nodded, sitting down and pulled out all of the notes I was given. Blaise looked up from his book at my silence, then asked, "That bad of a vision?" I again nodded automatically copying the notes into the proper notebooks. I jumped when a Chocolate Frog landed in front of me. I looked up and saw Blaise stand. "You don't have to talk about it to any of us, but you will eat the chocolate. You having two visions in a day isn't good," he stated as he walked towards the dorms.

I looked over to Crabbe and Goyle in turn. "You still have homework. And the Common Room is empty besides us. Pull out your speaker, turn on your music, and get it done. We're not going anywhere for awhile," Goyle ordered as he finally opened the page on his book. I smiled when I saw Crabbe do the same. Everyone thinks they're just here to follow Draco's orders. No, they're just as smart and cunning as the rest of us. They are just as vulnerable to the pressures of being an Heir as well. I thought as I turned on the speaker and played This is War by 30 Seconds to Mars. I heard both of them chuckle at my choice. Three of us dove into our work after that, not coming up until after 3 am. When we realized the time, we packed up our things and went to bed. Once in my room, I placed my bag next to my truck, grabbed my toiletries, and went to shower. I got out of the bathroom to clean and changed about 30 minutes later. I then promptly passed out on my bed.