Warning: story spoilers.
This chapter is kinda short and I believe that the story's now picking up speed. Also, some American slang is used… so… yeah…
I don't exactly know how many classes or which classes First Years get so I'm thinking about 6-7. I might end up using 6.
Enjoy.
"Wow, my first day and already a target," I sighed. I told Rose and Albus that I would meet up with them at class after I finished my breakfast. While running to class, I dropped my apple and picked it up. Before I could though, someone kicked it away from my reach. Then someone else stepped on my bag. I looked up and saw several green robes snickering as they walked away.
Now I understood why Rose and Albus didn't want to join Slytherin. They had such a bad name that most Slytherins did it justice. I looked inside my bag to make sure nothing was torn or broken. The only thing that ripped was the cover to my notebook. It was a good thing that I kept my wand inside my sleeve for safe measures. I got up and ran to my first class.
At lunch outside…
"Why do we have to write reports for every class?!" Albus exclaimed. "It's like they're telling us to be writers or something!"
"Really, Albus?" I commented sarcastically. "Can't you even think of a better noun than that?"
"It's not his fault that he doesn't have a brain, Sin," Rose butted in. I laughed.
"Hey!" Albus trailed off. I looked at him and saw in the reflection of his glasses that a familiar blonde was staring at us from the hallway. I turned around and saw Scorpius's face healed. At least I can look at him now without wincing… Then I noticed several others surrounding him. Several girls actually. His two cronies were trailing behind them. He was shoving and trying to make his way over here but the girls wouldn't let him.
"Have you heard the news?" a boy next to us said to his friend.
"About Slytherin's new Keeper?"
"Who would've thought that he would be it!" the boy said, pointing at Scorpius.
All of our mouths dropped open.
"Oh! He's coming over here to gloat and this time you can't hit him, Sin!" Albus urgently whispered. Rose rolled her eyes.
"Albus, do you honestly think that school is enough to stop Sin?" Rose asked, arms crossed. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hey, let's get outta here before I end up getting expelled due to lack of composure," I laughed.
We rushed to the library to finish our homework. Rose finished first and went exploring the library. Albus was following Rose begging her to let him copy. I looked at the clock. 12:08. I could finish this before lunch was over at 12:35. I was on my last paper when a shadow covered my text book.
"Couldn't get Rose to let you copy, Albus?" I asked without looking up.
"I don't need to copy half-rate work!" That voice was definitely not Albus's but I pretended not to know otherwise.
"Suit yourself. Tell the professor I said hi when you're in detention."
Silence sprouted with the occasionally scritch from my quill (I'm so amazed that they still use these). Thinking that the person finally left as I finished up my paper, I put my quill down and papers and books in my bag. After I cleaned up, I looked up. I gave a start when I realized that Scorpius had stayed there for, I looked at the clock that said 12:28, twenty minutes! I gaped at him. He seemed happy with my expression.
"W-what are you doing here?" I sputtered. What could motivate a person who hates me to stay here for twenty minutes? Does gloating in my face mean that much to him?
He blushed. I gave him a questioning look.
"I could come here if I wanted! It is a public library, you stupid mud blood," he lamely retorted. I mean, c'mon now, couldn't he have come up with something better? I bet Albus could come up with a better… well, it was just a lame come back.
"O-kay, then," I stressed out. "Then I'll just leave since it's almost time for 5th period." I got up.
"Wait!" I looked at him and he blushed then turned around. "Find, go on then!" He tried to shoo me out. I arched a brow. How lame was this guy?
"Do you want to tell me what's up?" Amusement laced my voice as I walked to his side. He was startled to see me so close to him.
"No!" My brow arched. He scratched his neck then mumbled something.
"What?" He mumbled something again.
"Say it louder!" I was frustrated. What was wrong with this guy? He turned around as red as a ripe tomato.
"I SAID-" There was a flash of light. I turned around. There stood Albus. But a head taller and without glasses. As I stared in the new comer's dark eyes, a mischievous gleam shone. He quirked one corner of his lips.
"I was wondering if the rumors were true," the new comer said. "Apparently, it's not." He stuck out his hand.
"James Potter, Miss Adromeda," he smirked. "And thank you for becoming my latest story."
