Chapter 5- A Catastrophe of Classes
My first class involved writing with a quill; let's just say I hate that we can't use pens or pencils. I continue scribbling down the assignment on which spells we know but I kept thinking where the bloody hell was my brother? We had the same classes and he was late to his first one. I looked up at the teacher, well cat considering that's the form she is in, and hoped she would excuse them. The seat next to me was Harry's and when I heard the door slam open I sigh in relief.
"There you are!" I hiss.
But he ignored me and they both talked to each other. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall turned into her human form and told them how she could turn them both easily into pocket watches to stay on time.
"We got lost." Harry murmured.
"Well perhaps a map would be useful." She said and walked away.
After class, as we walked to Professor Snape's room, I kicked Harry in the shin.
"Ow! What was that for?" He spat.
"For you being late! We need to look good here or we will be kicked out! I don't know about you but I don't wanna go back home!"
Harry just sighed and we went to the classroom before sitting in front of a cauldron. Within minutes the door slammed open and Snape sped into the room.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations," That's gonna be difficult, "In this class. As such I don't expect much of you to understand this class."
He just droned on and on with his dark voice of all the spells and curses he could do. I sigh and began fiddling with the end of my wand until harry kicked me under the table.
"Ow!" I hissed.
He smirked and continued writing down what he was saying, such a nerd. That is until Snape called him out; Uh oh.
"Mr. Potter... And the girl Potter too."
I narrowed my eyes at that.
"Our new celebrities. Tell me what would I get..." Snape began rapidly saying these words I did not know.
Harry shook his head. Snape then turned to me and I tensed up.
"Let's try with you, tell me where would you find a beezle?"
I opened my mouth to speak but the sight of Hermione nearly having a heart attack in her seat to answer the question distracted me.
"I... I don't know sir..." I whispered.
Snape turned back to Harry. "And what's the difference between..."
Harry shook his head again. "I don't know sir."
Snape flickered his eyes between us as Hermione continued to keep her hand raised. "Fame isn't everything is it, Potters'."
By the end of that class I was pissed. No, scratch that I was furious. Harry kept telling me to calm down but I just kept my hand clenched as we sat down at the mess hall. I sat down next to George and Harry and buried my face into my homework. Somebody tapped me on the shoulder. "You alright there love?"
It was George. I look up slightly, my bangs pushed away so my scar was visible. "No, Snape it my problem right now. I don't like him. Not at all."
George laughs and yanks Fred's arm. "We have another member for our Snape Hater Clan."
"You don't have a clan." Shouted Ron.
"Not yet we do!" George shouts back.
I let out a small laugh and George's eyes glisten. "AH there's the smile I know already."
I punch slightly. "Shut up."
Suddenly there's a huge screech and package upon package falls down. Harry picks up Ron's newspaper and puts it between him and I.
"Check this out, somebody broke into Gringotts! Says its work of dark magic in volt 713."
I poke harry. "That's the volt Hagrid went to!"
By now Ron and Hermione were listening as well.
We all shared confused expressions but the bell rang making us all get up and leave. Our next class was flying and honestly I had never been more ready than ever. We all were outside and had brooms to our side, waiting for the instructor to let us actually do the flying portion.
"Everybody go to the left side of your broom. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say up."
Harry and I did it and immediately the broom hit our hands. We both grinned at each other and then we mounted it after the professor said to.
"When I blow the whistle kick up from the ground."
Suddenly Neville begins to float upwards and everything goes downhill. The broom jerks left and right and spiraling into the air over Hogwarts. We chased on the ground after him when suddenly he's falling. His fall is softened as he repeatedly gets caught on hooks at the side of the building until he collapses on the ground. We run forward and realize he sprained his wrist. The teacher murmured sympathetic words until standing up.
"I don't want to see any brooms up from the ground, you hear me?" She yells after ushering Neville away to the infirmary.
"Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lugger gave this a squeeze he'd remember not to fall on his fat arse!" Malfoy said with a laugh.
Suddenly Harry pushed past me. "Give it here Malfoy."
"No. I think I'll keep it for Mr. Long bottom to find." Malfoy says as he floats on his broom. "How about on the roof? What's the matter Potter? Bit beyond your reach?"
I walk over to Harry and nod. "I'm going with you."
Harry just stares at me. "Alright."
"Guys no way! You heard what she said. Besides you two don't know how to fly."
I look at Harry and we both take off towards Malfoy/ Draco whatever he wants to be called.
Draco laughs. "Oh brought your sister to play?"
"The only thing we'll be playing is hospital where your the patient if you don't hand it over you..." I tried to think of an insult but the only thing I've heard was- "Mud blood!"
Draco's eyes darkened. "How dare you!"
And soon he was throwing it into the castle area. We both race off towards it, zooming in and out of the building until Harry caught it. I circled back around and landed with Harry as everybody came running over cheering. Until there was a voice.
"Harry and Ashley Potter!"
We both turn and our grins disappear.
"Follow me."
We both follow her retreating figure until we are outside a classroom.
"Harry this is Oliver Wood, Wood he's your new Seeker! And his sister can be trained as well!"
Wait. What?!
After the, incident occurred, we both head off to our next class with Ron. Suddenly Fred and George tapped us on the shoulder.
"Nice going! Your a seeker in a training I heard!" George said with a massive grin.
"Yeah! It's fantastic! Except, I have no idea to play." I say with a small smile.
"I could teach you during one of our free times if you like?"
I nod. "That would be brilliant!"
"But the one thing to know is that Fred and I are also on the team and our job is to make sure you two dot get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises though, it's very dangerous."
The twins both walk off until Harry, Ron and I are walking down the hallway with Hermione who had seen us. She points to a glass case and I look inside.
"Harry! Dad was a seeker too!" I exclaim.
"You never told me your father was a seeker!" Ron said with wide eyes.
"I didn't know." Harry muttered in awe.
After we stared at the trophy, the four of us all walked down the hallway into the stairways.
"I swear she know more about you two then you guys know!"
"Who doesn't?" I mutter.
Harry nods but suddenly the staircase begins to move. I yelp and grip onto the railing as it swings over in front of a rusty looking door.
"I-I don't think we should go in there." I whisper feeling an odd presence from it.
"Come on we have to before the staircase moves again!" Harry yells.
We all run up and push open the door to reveal a dusty looking room.
"Does anybody feel like we shouldn't be here?" Murmured Ron.
"That's literally what I just said!" I hiss.
Suddenly one of the columns catches on fire causing us to gasp and turn around to leave but see Felch's cat.
"Run!" Harry yells.
The four of us bolt down the corridor an into a locked door. We begin panicking until Hermione pushes us away and does a spell causing to unlock. We all shuffle inside and face the door terrified. I slowly turn around out of breath and nearly screamed if it weren't for Harry clamping my mouth shut. We all stare at a three headed dog that was waking up. We are completely still until we finally all scream and run out, slamming our body into the door and locking it. We run again terrified to our dorms.
"But did you see what it was standing on?!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I wasn't looking at its feet!" Yelped Ron.
"I saw it too. The point is that he or she was sitting on a trap door so it was there on purpose." I explain.
"It's guarding something." Hermione said before walking into the girls dorm and I follow soon after.
The question is, what are the secrets behind Hogwarts?