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Chapter Two - The Slime of Snape

September 4, Friday

Dear Diary,

I never knew that school could be so hard! I mean, when I was home schooled we didn't have nearly as much homework and I never knew how little I knew about, well, everything!

I think I was in the library for over three hours after the last class and I think I missed dinner. I was just so busy writing a letter to Dad about my first week at school and then having to go over the basics over and over again! My head is still spinning!

I was so hungry after all that studying and writing that I decided that maybe a trip down to the kitchens would be in order. I think I got lost because I ended up in front of the Gryffindor common room. The Fat Lady in the picture scolded at me, I think because the bottle of ink on top of all the books I was carrying nearly splattered all over her portrait.

As I stumbled into the dormitory and dumped everything onto my bed, I felt my stomach grumble.

Thankfully Hermione came into the dorm not too long after and handed me a handkerchief with a piece of lasagna and a pumpkin patty in it.

"I didn't see you at dinner and figured that you probably didn't know the way to the kitchens, so I saved you this." She said as we sat on the bed and split the pumpkin patty. All night we were laughing as she described to me a far-fetched tale of how she managed to save me the food from the clutches of the hungry Ron. Haha, we should make a book.

Laughing and full, I thoroughly enjoyed my first week. My first potions class with Snape [whom everyone tells me is dreadful! is Monday morning. I think I'll get to bed early on Sunday night, just to stay more alert during his class.

Sincerely,

Elizabeth

P.S – How come no one warned me that History of Magic was so BORING? I think it was a right of passage that I fell asleep with the rest of the class.

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September 7, Monday

Dear Diary,

Professor Snape is the most inconsiderate, rude, vile, misdemeanor, insensitive human being on Earth!

I walk into his classroom, all happy-go-lucky like and BAM, out comes mister "I-HATE-THE-WORLD".

So it went pretty normal. I woke up late, took a cold shower, grabbed my robes, and threw them on all messy like. Brushed my hair and my teeth at the same time while Hermione rushed in and told me we were going to be late for breakfast if we didn't hurry.

We both ran down the stairs and into the hallway that lead to the Great Hall. I barely got a piece of toast in my mouth when the bell rang, signaling the end of breakfast.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I rushed down the hall and into the dungeons to the classroom. WHY WOULD ANYONE HAVE A CLASSROOM IN A DUNGEON? Well we got in and while we were waiting outside the door for the teacher to arrive, I noticed a boy at the other side of the hall.

He has slick blonde hair and big blue eyes. He looked really mean and sly and by the color of his robes I could see he was your basic Slytherin.

But before I could even give the guy a second thought he turned around and started snipping comments to Harry. Most of his comments were stupid but one that really caught my attention was this one:

"Hey Pothead, is that your new girlfriend over there?"

I mean, come ON! Is that the most absurd thing you've ever heard? Although...I wouldn't mind if it were true but it was really embarrassing. What was really interesting is that Harry blushed then replied:

"Stay out of my business Malfoy and keep your slimy nose in your own."

Heroic? Courageous? Gallant?

I think I may be smitten...but then again I don't know if this usually goes on. I believe that I'm exaggerating this to a whole new level...I probably am right?

But anyway, let's get on with the morning.

Snape came walking or, sliding down the hall moments after. He was wearing a long black robe and they hid his feet so I couldn't see his shoes or anything. In any case he walked into the dungeon and ushered everyone in.

Like usual I started to file in after everyone else. Normal right? Not quite.

As we sat down, I took a seat beside Hermione. He walked in, slammed the door shut and immediately looked down at me.

"Exactly who are you?" He asked, his extremely slimy hair plastering off of his face.

Now at this moment I was just trying to avoid contact with the slime that I was sure was going to drip down his hair.

"Uh I-I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth um, Thompson." I stuttered.

"Thompson? Not pureblood I take it?" He asked in a very contemptible tone.

I really didn't know what he meant; I mean my Mom was a muggle if that's what he was asking.

"My Mother was a muggle if that's what you mean." I answered a bit uncertainly. After I said that I heard a couple of snickers at the back of the classroom, no doubt from the Slytherin's.

"Well, I guess that proves that they'll let anyone in these days." Professor Snape said, turning around making his robe swoosh in front of my face.

Isn't he repugnant? I mean, that has to be the rudest thing I've ever heard, or in this case been told!

But it only got worse after that.

The potions were so undoubtedly hard that I had nearly broken down in tears after my fifth try. Thank god Hermione was there because she helped me a lot and by the end of the class we handed in a perfectly good bottle of well...whatever it was that we were making.

Of course by the time we had dinner I wasn't sure I wanted anything to do with this school anymore. But all doubts were erased near the end of dinner because the guys were being well; guys and they started a food fight. It was actually really funny because the Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's joined the Gryffindor's in clobbering the Slytherin's. Of course Professor Dumbledore got really mad and took off 100 points from each house. But even before he called an end to the rather long food fight I swear he had a twinkle of laughter in his eye.

Even though it was a rather unsatisfying morning the ending made the day worthwhile.

This is where I leave you now however; I have a pile of potions homework and some astronomy charts I need to fill out.

Talk to you soon!

Sincerely,

Elizabeth

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September 10, Thursday

Dear Diary,

Impossible. That's how I see living through the rest of this school year.

It's been enjoyable so far, but really. The homework is daunting, the teachers are strict, and the students are sometimes very...unreachable in some senses. It's been a total roller coaster since I've been here; and I haven't even been here that long!

Something interesting happened today though. I was walking down the corridors from the library. It was pretty late at night and I swear I was alone. Who do I run into at the end of the hall? None other than that pompous Malfoy kid that was making fun of Harry.

I didn't want to talk to him and he didn't seem to want to talk to me either, so he basically pushed me out of the way and speed walked all the way down the hall.

Well I was walking down the rest of the hall, not really giving much attention to anything. That was my first mistake as I noticed that I had dropped my quill in the corridor I had run into Malfoy at.

So I went back to pick it up, when I saw this really eerie light coming from behind a tapestry.

It was really creepy and as I studied the tapestry, I noticed that there were some words on it. The moonlight, when it was shining on the picture, showed words that you wouldn't normally see. I made out a little bit but it was more scrambled than anything. This is what I saw:

" L E I S TH S EE , T'S E I SOE. U S ONS CN B B OK .

I really don't know what it means, but I think if I put some work tonight into figuring out the missing letters, I could!

Well...maybe not tonight.

Sincerely,

Elizabeth

AU - Ohhh and ancient tapestry? What might it say? For reference, she did have books with her so no she did not memorize each letter if that's what some of you are thinking. Have a good one and enjoy reading!