Chapter 3

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," I hear James groan through a mouthful of scrambled eggs and fried tomatoes. "Double potions with Slytherin followed by Charms with Hufflepuff and Defense against the Dark Arts with Slytherin. They could have at least thrown in enough time for me to drown myself in the Black Lake. Slytherins are bad enough but seriously, Charms with Hufflepuff? We will be lucky if we get out with all of our limbs attached." He has a point. Hufflepuffs of our year aren't really talented when it comes to wand work, especially Patil.

I shrug my shoulders and turn my attention to the giant plate of sausage sitting in front of me as Lily strolls by. Damn, with the way she smiled at James last night when we got to the common room, I'm starting to think James may really be right about this being their year. I'm happy for the bloke.

I stand up as Remus announces that if we don't get moving we will be late for class. Double Potions. With Slytherin. Oh, the joy.

We slip into class with just enough time to look around the room to see who exactly we are with. Now that Malfoy is gone I suspect Slytherin has gotten itself a new king. And that king is sitting right among the midst of Slytherins crowding the back corner. He turns and meets my eyes.

Regulus has always been the smarter of us two, especially when it comes to potions, and with him being only a year younger than I am, I am not at all surprised that he was placed in a N.E.W.T level class. When shit would hit the fan at our house you could almost always find Regulus hiding in some corner of the library, nose stuck in a Potions textbook, avoiding the anger and arguments of the family. No, I am not surprised at all, unlike James, who is having a hushed conversation about how Reg got into a N.E.W.T class with a much less interested Remus behind my back. As Reg turns his back I go find a seat next to Remus and James who, under Remus' instruction, took seats near the front of the class by a window.

Halfway through Slughorn's lecture something hits me. I look down and find a crumpled piece of paper. Picking it up I see James waving frantically for me to open it.

"Do you have a problem, Mr. Potter?" Slughorn asked in an irritated voice. That man really hates being interrupted.

"Why yes sir, I do," James replied, ever the smart ass.

"Well, sit on your hands then because I don't think any Potion I brew can fix you," He said getting a laugh out of the whole class as he turned back to his lecture on healing potions.

I unravel the note and begin reading.

How the hell did your brother get into this class? Why didn't you warn me? Who is the blonde? She's a Gryffindor in the middle of the snake pit! -J

I had no idea how to answer the first two questions. I swung my head around to look for the blonde girl James was talking about. She was easy to find, hell, I'm shocked I didn't notice her when I walked in. She is the kind of girl people notice. Not because she had big hair, he shirt was halfway unbuttoned, or because her skirt was real short like most other girls at Hogwarts. People notice her because of her corn silk hair, porcelain skin, and green eyes. She was like an angel. An angel with big green eyes. Eyes that were trained on me.

I snapped my head around so fast black dots dance through my vision for a second. I replied to James in five words.

I'm going to find out

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated. I got a job (then quit it) and went out of town for a while to go to a Kenny Chesney concert. Anyway, I'm still working on dialogue but there was a little in this chapter. Comment please because I need help. 3