Authors Note:
Hey guys!1
This is EL's first day of school! LE GASP!
The stuff in Divination is real, I got it off the internet.
Hope you like it all, Ciao!
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El awoke slowly, wondering why she didn't hear Carissa and Keith yelling at each other, and why the bed was so much softer.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the events from yesterday caught up with her.
She jolted up and looked at her watch. It was7:45. Wow, I slept in for almost 2 hours!
She wandered over to the bathroom, still half asleep. EL took a shower and put on the same things as the day before, her robes over top. She put on some make up, seeing as the stuff she had on was messed.
She slowly wandered down the stairs with her books in another bag she had. It was a purple and black shoulder bag that was bigger inside then on the outside.
She sat down in a chair that was closest to the fire, seeing as no one was in the room yet.
She planned on savoring every moment she had alone, seeing as Hogwarts appeared to be very busy.
She sat for about 10 minutes before she heard someone come down the stairs. She didn't bother looking to see who it was, she didn't care anyhow. Right now she was perfectly content on watching the flames dance in the fireplace.
Just then someone put hands over her eyes and said, "Guess who?"
Before EL could do anything, her reflexes took over. She jumped up and faced her "attacker", her fists at the ready.
Terry was shocked. Why is she so paranoid? Wait, never mind.
El lowered her fists and apologized quietly before sitting back down and staring into the flames again.
"Do you want to tell me what that was about?" Terry asked, sitting down in the chair beside her.
Emily just shook her head, her eyes not leaving the fire. Terry just stared at her face intently, trying to figure out why it never showed any emotion, not even when she cried. All you saw was tears.
"Umm…about your question about the classes from last night. They start at 9:00 this year and then you have two classes then Lunch at 12:00. Classes start again at 1:00 and then you have two of those until the day is yours. Dinner is a 6:00 and you have to be in bed by 10:00 at the latest." Terry said after a while.
Before EL could say thanks people started to pile in the common room. Emily muttered a quick thanks and ran out of the room with her bag on her shoulder.
She practically ran to the portrait and stepped out of it carefully. There were no students in the hallway so she walked to the right, hoping her instincts were correct.
She walked for about 5 minutes down the hallway when she heard voices coming from a hallway to her left. Emily went right hoping the people didn't see her.
She walked slightly faster as she heard the people go quiet. Next thing she new she was on the floor because of a leg-locker hex. Emily pushed herself off the floor and onto her feet; her legs unfortunately still bound together by invisible ropes, to see Malfoy behind her, smirking evilly, the two burly guys slowly coming behind him.
"What do you want now Draco?" She asked venomously. In her head she was racking her memory for the counter spell.
"Well you see, I never found out the name of the girl who almost got the best of me. Tell me your name!" He demanded evilly.
El simply spat at his feet. She managed the counter spell and the hexed Malfoy and his cronies before they had time to react.
El looked up to see Terry standing there with Harry, Hermione and Ron all staring with opened mouths.
EL glared then snapped her fingers and Malfoy and the two other boys were hanging from the high ceiling with bugs all over them and occasionally being shocked by lightning. She then turned on her heel and ran, leaving the shocked people behind.
She ran until she hit the Entrance Hall. She opened the doors and ran down the stairs to the lake. She sat down, catching her breath.
Emily took off her shoes and stockings to reveal black painted toe nails. She kicked her legs in the water for a while, oblivious to everything around her.
After a while she decided to go inside so she put on her stockings and shoes after drying her feet off.
EL stood up and turned around to run straight into Harry.
"Oh, hey. How long have you been here for?" she asked.
He looked into her eyes and said, "I followed you so…a long time. Why did you run?".
EL avoided his eyes and shrugged then started walking up to the castle, Harry following her.
"I got your timetable. You have Divination first. Terry said you were walking around the castle until 4:00 this morning." He said handing her timetable to her.
EL mumbled thanks and shoved her timetable in her bag, then shrugged.
"I guess.". She looked at her watch then realized she had ten minutes to get to class.
"Ummm, Harry? Where is divination?" She asked, not wanting to be late. She was good at Divination, for some reason she could just tell and see stuff.
"It's in the North tower, over there!" He said pointing to a roof of a tower they could barely see because it was so far away.
Emily said thanks then ran all the way to Divination, even up the stairs. She got there to see the class waiting around. Emily looked up and saw a trap door then went and sat here no one else was, seeing as there was no corner.
Terry came over and sat on the floor beside her. "Hey!" He greeted her cheerfully.
"Hi" she said, not as brightly but not that sadly as she tried to catch her breath.
"Did you run all the way here?" He continued when she nodded, "Harry said you had a thing for running." He said as he shook his head.
EL froze. Did he just say Harry? Oh dammit! I hope he didn't tell them about what happened last night! I thought they were just trying to find me, not talk!
"You…you and Harry, Ron and Hermione are friends?" She asked her voice slightly worried.
Terry caught on to what she was thinking. "Oh I didn't tell them anything bout last night. I wouldn't go back on my word. Yeah, we're friends but we don't hang around each other." He said sincerely.
Before EL could answer the trap door opened.
"Come up all" A mysterious voice said.
Everyone scrambled up the ladder and Emily went last. The rooms scent was enough to make anyone drop unconscious so EL went and sat at a table next to a window.
Terry followed her, ignoring his friends. Why does he insist on following me everywhere? He's got friends…he should hang out with them.
"Today class, we shall be doing palmistry. The art is…" Trelawney droned on and on about lines and other useless information.
EL stared out the window for about 20 minutes before she said, "Take out your books my children and practices reading with a partner. I will come around!".
Terry moved his pouffe beside hers and said, "Falling asleep were we?"
"What is that ladies problem?" She asked grumpily. The fumes were getting to her.
"She's an old bat but anyway…what do you see?" he asked holding out his hand.
Emily grabbed it and looked hard, occasionally looking at her book.
"You have this line here," running a finger over the lines as she talks about them, "Is called the Ring Of Soloman, It means you have a load of common sense, and apparently you'd make a good politician or teacher. Now most of the lines you have are loops and most people with loops have good communication skills, have tons of capability and everyone gets along with these loopy people. Your fingertips are spatulate so apparently you are a dynamic thinker. Your fingernails are almond shaped and that means you're gentle and apparently daydream too much. You have course skin and that means you're earthy and your hands are big so you are once again capable and have tons of goals and are friendly and sociable!" She said finishing and dropping his hand.
"How'd I do, Terry?" She asked politely to his shocked face.
"My guess is that you did good. But now it's your turn!" He grabbed her hand, almost pulling of her pouffe.
"Ok lets see. You have a plain of Mars which when over developed, like yours, says has a bad temper. You also have a Mount of Mercury, It's underdeveloped on you meaning you're a loner, Ummm….You have whorls and that means you are individualistic and not just on of the crowd, it also means you are talented and good with secrets. Fingertips are pointy, that means sensitive and fragile, so you could be a good artist, writer, poet, and daydreamer. Think It could be right with the last one….umm…what else? Ahh…Fan shaped fingers only form when you've been suffering from long term stress-sorry bout that. Texture is soft so that means you're a delicate and refined person, they're medium sized so that means you have good judgment, common sense and you're practical!" he said finishing with a triumphant smirk, but not letting go of her hand.
El just stared at him. She managed to find her tongue again and say,
"So I'm a quiet, bad tempered, stressed out, talented, fragile, different, PANSY!"
Well, if you wanted to put it that way…SURE!" He said still not letting go of her hand.
She was fuming. Not because it wasn't true, because it couldn't be more true. She knew it was true, but knows she actually had proof.
She tried to pull her hand back but terry wouldn't let go.
"Terry, give me my hand!" Emily said, surprised that he hadn't let go yet.
"No. I don't think will." He said intertwining his finger with hers. EL tried to pull back but he held her hand firmly.
"TERRY! Give-me-back-my-hand!" She demanded still trying to free her hand.
Terry finally let go when Trelawney came over. "Ahh dears. What have you discovered in the hands of your partner?" She asked.
Emily glared at Terry then answered. "We discovered that we can read palms."
Trelawney looked shocked for a moment then she took on her mysterious aura again.
"Yes dearie, you're reading palms. May I see yours?" Not waiting for a reply, she took EL's hand but immediately dropped it and gasped.
What now dingbat? My hand too good for you?
"Dear me! Your hand is…." She didn't finish as she sat down in her chair, a hand to her head.
"What?" everyone except EL asked.
"Well dearie, your hand isn't a happy one…."She repeated everything Terry said.
"yeah…So?" She said in a bored voice. Everyone around her was shocked. Just then a bell of somesort rang, teling everyone to go to teir next class.
Emily grabbed har bag, shoved her book inside of it and went over to the trap door. She opened it and just before her head disappeared she said,
"By the way, I don't care what my hand says The eyes are the windows to the soul, not the palm!"
Emily ran and ran until she was in the dungeons. There was no one there yet. She slumped down against the wall, not crying but angry.
How dare that…that BUG announces what my life is! It's my life, whether I divulge it or not it's my choice.
People started arriving ten minutes later. They avoided her, even Terry.
Finally come to your senses. Thank god, it was starting to get tiring having him always tailing me.
The potions room opened and a man opened the door and said, "In."
This guy seems cool. Straight to the point, no beating around the bush.
Emily walked in last and sat at the back of the class, no one sat beside her.
"Silence! Today we will be making veratisurem. A very complex potion, it is the strongest truth potion there is…" And on he went.
No duh, genius. These are useless fact, already made it, already know it.
"You! Whoa are you?" He demanded, noticing her for the first time. El was in the shadows, the only reason he could see her Is because her feet were on the table.
"I'm a student in your potions class, who are you?" She said venomously. Emily had had enough of being quiet. A lot of people in this school need a good slap in the face by reality. How bout we start here.
"I am Professor Snape, get your feet off the desk and come out of the shadows!" He said equally as venomously.
EL leaned forward so her face was out of the shadows. "How about NO!" she leaned back and stared intently at him.
The second Snape saw her face his jaw dropped. It can't be…
"Ummm…GET STARTED!" he roared and everyone except EL got out their supplies and began working feverishly. Snape quickly departed, then Emily began working slowly.
Gave him the fright of his life. HAH!
Emily finished her potion, took a vial of it and put it on his desk with her name on it, before anyone else was half way through. She grabbed her stuff and left before Snape came back.
EL still had about a half hour before she was due into the great hall so she went outside by the lake.
She stripped down to her undergarments and dove in. She water was refreshing compared to the September heat.
She swam around for a while until she heard the bell. Emily transfigured a rock into a towel and dried herself of then got dressed in a hurry.
She didn't want anyone to see her and knowing Harry, or Terry, they'd look for her.
She grabbed her bag and started to wander around aimlessly, after turning the towel into a rock again.
She sat down against a tree in the shade and closed her eyes. When EL heard footsteps she opened her eyes to see Harry and Terry, Ron and Hermione following.
"Hey El. Sorry I couldn't sit with you in potions. M friends are utter idiots sometimes." Terry said as he sat down on her left, Harry on her right while Ron and Hermione sat beside him.
Emily shrugged and stared at the forest.
"Where were you at breakfast?" Harry asked. She shrugged again.
Ron and Hermione said something about lunch and left. Harry and Terry kept asking her questions, her shrugging to every one.
"Terry said you actually scared Snape, how?" Harry asked
"Why do you talk when it's just us but are silent around everyone else?" Terry asked
"Do you even eat?" Harry questioned
"Why did you freak out in Divination?"
El shrugged again and again but at the last question she snapped.
She stood up and looked at both of them.
"ENOUGH WITH THE QUESTIONS! I was at the lake for breakfast and yes, I do eat. I don't know why I talk around you and I spazzed in Divination because she just threw my life into the open, for everyone to hear. That isn't her choice if she can say that!" She screamed at them.
"So what she said in Divination was true?" harry ased incredously. Obvioucly the Hufflepuffs and ravenclaws told everyone already.
"Yes! My life is terrible and you guys always asking me stuff ain't helping! If you want to hang out with me, fine. But when I say stop or go away, LISTEN!" with that said, she stormed up to the castle.
She found her way to transfiguration and sat in the back of the classroom by herself, doing what McGonagall said to flawlessly. Charms went to exact same way.
It was after all her lessons when she dragged herself to the common room and collapsed on the couch in front of the fire.
People mved away from her but she couldn't care less. Emily grabbed her mp3 player and listened to Playback by Last day lost.
People slowly started to go to bed until it was only her in the common room.
After a few songs she drifted off to sleep, not noticing a figure come and sit in the armchair beside her head.