Missa: Yes, another chapter, I'm so awesome.
Megan: no your not
Missa: Yeah, I am
Megan: -snorts-
Missa: What a great argument; exhaling
Also, pictures of the real Tucker below in authors note, yea!
Chapter Five; School Begins, oh joy…
I wake up with the stupid sunlight shining down at me. Why is that window curtain less? It's rather blinding. Unfortunately I haven't gotten out of my summer habits so it turns out I had about only thirty minutes to get ready.
That is not very much I tell you.
Seeing everyone else's beds made I run to get my clothes on and other necessities. Thankfully Tucker is there when I'm done. I had my straight black hair up in a sloppy pony-tail and grabbed my things to go down the black stairs.
I see Rachael and Lena with three scattered pieces of parchment on the table. They brought a plate of blueberry muffins for me. How generous of them. "What's that?" I say from behind Rachael, startling her. She looks at me with an attempted glare and hands me one of the pieces of paper. "It's your schedule." Lena says, grooming Aura.
"Oooh, sweet!" I look it over. "Herbology… Transfiguration… what's this? 'Make-ups'." I ask. The list was long and it showed the different days. Sadly I had to still take potions during that class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I glanced at Hermione's who is next to us.
Ours is just as long! The 'Make-ups' took up most of it. Evil. Pure evil. Rachael kept glancing at this very large map. "I think I know where the Defense Against the Dark Arts is…" She says.
"That's great. Is that our first class today?" I ask, so very confused about this schedule. "I'm pretty sure, boy, these are long classes. My brain will most likely melt." Rachael says.
"Heheh, gooey-ness!" I giggle a little hysterically. They stare at me strangely. "I can't help it! I'm half asleep at the moment. It gets me all- strange…" This is my excuse for being a bit hyper. Pathetic isn't it? I get up and grab my papers from the pile. "Hmm, well, this is going to be a very unusual year. I wonder what Hagrid's class will be like? I bet he'll have some amazing creatures!" I smile widely. It fades quickly at Hermione's pale face.
"What's the matter?" I ask, prodding her gently with finger. "Er- well, it's just that most of Hagrid's creatures are… dangerous." I see Ginny nod from behind her. "Don't be silly! All animals are sweet!" Ignoring their disbelieving faces I turn to Rachael. "We better head up to breakfast then, eh?" She nods, also grabbing her things.
I turn around to grab Tucker so we can go but instead get smacked into something incredibility hard. I land hard on my butt, most likely leaving a bruise. I look up to glare at the wall-person but that plan fails instantly.
Staring at a weary looking Harry I choke on my words. I bends down and offers a hand which I take "I'm s-so sorry, Missa! I'm a bit weary this morning… I- I can't really concentrate… much." I'm already blushing madly and nodding my head violently. "That's okay! Um, hope you get better!" I give a nervous smile.
He smiles back, halfheartedly, and walks to the boy's dormitory. Hermione looks rather distraught suddenly. Rachael and I both raise our eyes at the girl. "Something wrong?" I ask very suspiciously. Hermione checks to see if Ginny's around first before turning to me.
"Oh not really I guess. It's just that- well, Harry's godfather kind of died recently." She only slightly manages to say. "Kind of?" Lena asks. "Of course he died Lena, or he's missing." I say at her, trying not to get Hermione blamed for anything.
"Were they close?" Rachael asks synthetically. Hermione nods, "We all were. That is, the Weasley's, Harry, and I." she looks away quickly but we see several tears spill. "Sorry to hear that..." Lena says patting her shoulder.
I look at each of their faces crossly, knowing what's going to happen next. "If you dare make this day a depression for me, you guys will find yourself on hooks dangling in front of twirling knives!" I half shout, half glare.
"We weren't!" Lena says inconvincibly. I snort unladylike at them. "Yeah right, today has to at least be partly good!" I glare again at them. "I already am so nervous that if I don't start walking every two minutes I gotta go pee!"
"Maybe you have constipation." Rachael suggested, failing to hide her amused smile. I twist my head in her direction, "No, I am not "constipating." I'm just nervous!" I yell. "Defiantly nervous, that shouting says it all…" Hermione says.
My eyebrow twitches madly at them. I mean, of course I'm nervous! First day of school and I hope I don't immediately become the school reject… again! "Fine! I'm gonna go now and eat some food, because that is that only thing that will be nice too me until it goes to my hips!" I yell. I swing around and march out the door. Whoot, look at me go!
I grab for Tucker, again, who was actually in the middle of a small nap. I walk out the door, the blonde dog following close behind. Shooting a rather murderous glare over my shoulder before stomping out the door. My gaint black bag kept hitting people, things, and what looks to be a flying… potato…?
Ignoring the flying spud I walk with something less than a graceful manner down the forever moving stairs. "You PMSing again?" Tucker says from beside me.
I halfheartedly glare at him, accidentally sending magic waves from my green/brown jewel to his gold/amber one. The flashes of glowing magic stopped once I took my arm away, trying to not cause people to stare.
"No, I just hate first days! Like last year when the jocks kept shooting spoonful of pudding on me. What a waste…" I explain, running a nervous hand through my black hair. He nods his fluffy head, which seems to amuse some smaller girls as we walk by. "I understand, first day at the Magical Animal Academy wasn't much of a pizza party, either."
Entering the main hall I walk over to the Gryffindor table and take a seat next to Ron. His mouth full of fresh pancake, he attempts to talk. "Hov aff yew?" He asks. I stare him, not understanding his pancake talk. "What?"
He chews it down then flashes an embarrassed smile at me. "I said 'How are you?'" I raise an eyebrow. "Nervous, but where's Harry?"
Neville, I met him on the train yesterday for a brief moment, answers. "He already left for Defense Against the Dark Arts or… maybe he went to look for Professor Lupin again. He said he had to talk to him…" The slightly plump boy gets lost in thought. "Either way," Ron says, "He ain't here which is excellent because I get more pancakes!" He exclaims digging into another piece. Bits of pancake start to fly everywhere and blueberry syrup is already all over his face.
Horrifying.
I look away, squeamish. I hand Tucker sausage until I notice Ron's done. Before long he tackles another large piece of pancake, drowning it with blueberry syrup and I think whip cream. I look away before it enters his mouth and grab my pumpkin juice filled goblet. Draining it down I move for the muffins. Sweet glorious, and large may I add, muffins! "I'm going to go," I say, shoving muffins into my bag, "But you have fun with the rest of breakfast!"
Ron gives me a strange look before shrugging and making a disgusting display of eating pancakes. Poor pancakes. Grabbing sausages and lots and lots of bacon I head out the door. Giving the sausages to Tucker I munch on warm, crispy bacon and the large, glorious muffins till I finally get to the class.
I see only Harry in there having a discussion with ragged looking Professor Lupin. "Professor, I'm just saying that it'll be more difficult hiding the fact-"
"Good morning, Melissa. Why so early?" He asks, interrupting Harry loudly. Harry turns around, a rush of red hitting his cheeks. "Um, I just didn't want to watch Ron eat like a starving rapid dog. Revolting, really." I say, suspicious.
Professor Lupin runs a hand through his tawny hair nervously, his amber eyes flicking at the door and me. "Well, we'll just be right… back. We must finish our discussion in private, sadly. A thousand apologies!" He gives a nervous smile. "Come, Harry, lets, er, go!"
Harry flashes a wide grin as he leaves the door, yelling a rather loud; "Sorry!"
Both Tucker and me, stunned, stood there blinking rapidly once more. My poor eyelids are going to be tired out if I continue to blink like this. "Um… Let's just take a seat before any ideas go into my head…" I say searching for a probable chair. Finding a chair in the back row I take a seat and eat another bacon strip. Tucker lay at my feet, hidden from the world. "Are dogs aloud in the classroom?" I ask him.
"I don't really know, I don't think dogs usually are here." He replies. "Interesting, I'm the first one with a dog!" I give a squeal of victory. I was the first witch/mage to bring a dog to this school, or any school for that matter.
He snorts loudly from below, "Most likely because they knew you'd raise hell on them if you didn't." I nod, agreeing. "So true…"
People started piling in through the doorway, stopping my conversation short. The supply of muffins and bacon strips were gone suddenly too. Why is the bacon gone?
Rachael and Lena take a seat beside me, all three of us leaning on the wall. Harry walked in looking rather frustrated but I think it was Malfoys fault since he came in shortly looking smug. Bastard.
He takes an unoccupied desk next to Ron, who was in front of us with Hermione. I give him a strange look before putting my black bag away. Rachael held hers in her lap since Willow was resting peacefully in it.
Lena was in the midst of grooming Aura when Professor Lupin walked in with a strange looking box in his arms. "Hello class, today we will be- Lena, Rachael?" he shoots a look at the black cat and brown phoenix.
"Yeah?"
"Hmmm?"
"Why are they in here?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Well, um…" Rachael attempts to explain. "You let Tucker in here!" Lena points a finger at me. Why blame me? I shoot a glare at her. "Thanks Lena, I really appreciate this!" I hiss at her.
Professor Lupin looks at me. "Where is he?"
"Under my desk."
"Pets aren't aloud in class."
"But-"
"You can send them up once I'm done talking…"
He had a twinkle in his eye, which scared the crap out of me. "As I was saying, today we'll be learning about The Mind Bending curse, get into threes please…"
Missa: As I promised there would be Tucker pictures so here they are!
http://i131. my mom is also in this picture! http://i131. http://i131. http://i131. http://i131. Um, sorry for being so late but I had a writers block for the longest time! Plus no one reviewed… why?! –sniff-
