The Ravenclaw managed to get to her class on time, especially after having to fix her appearance. In fact, Amaryllis was one of the first ones in her classroom, but it was History of Magic, so that didn't come as a surprise.

Dorcas wasn't it that class with her, but Xenophilius was. They spent most of their time talking in soft tones about their summer breaks. Both of them agreed to study about what they were actually supposed to be learning, later on.

Professor Binns didn't even blink as the class scattered out, but he did stop droning on. Amaryllis grabbed her bag, double-checking for anything she might have left out. "Congratulations on making Prefect," Xeno told her as he grabbed his own bag. "Let's hope that the nargles won't steal your badge. They have been after my pendant as of late." He added, gesturing to the necklace he wore.

"I'll keep my eye out, Xenophilius. Now, come we must head to Potions." Amaryllis looped her arms with his. The two casually walked -skipped in Xenophilius' case- to the dungeons, Amaryllis glaring at anyone who gave her friend a rude look.

"Did anything happen?" Xeno asked as they walked down the stairs. Amaryllis gave him a confused look, so the boy elaborated. "Your lipstick is smudged just there." He cleaned the spot near her mouth that no one else would've noticed. "Your clothes are a bit more ruffled than they usually would be." He gestured to the slightly wrinkled clothes. "And I can see something right here." He moved her hair to cover the mark on her neck.

"Only you would ever notice such small things." Amaryllis mumbled, not bothering to fix her 'wrinkled' robes. "It isn't even that bad. Dorcas hadn't even noticed when I passed her earlier." She buttoned her shirt all the way up. "I had a bit of a snog earlier." She admitted.

"Is it the same one from last time? But don't you fancy someone else?" Xeno asked, curiously. One of his eyes was looking at her and the other was slightly off. The redhead didn't answer, her eyes focused on the wall. "Yes then. You know that's not very good right?"

"What do you mean?" Amaryllis asked.

"You're having these regular 'meetings' with this person, whom you say you harbour no feelings for. Feelings may begin to develop on either end. Plus you only continue to meet with this person to forget the feelings you have for the other." Xenophilius told her. The boy, for some unknown reason, had the habit of giving relationship advice, which was good advice most of the time.

"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Xenophilius." Amara whispered. His words were true, she didn't feel anything towards Sirius -nothing that she would admit-, and it would be best to leave whatever they have, while she still has no feelings for him. Besides, Xenophilius was right about the other part, not that she wanted to think about it.

"Ugh, Slughorn is announcing the seating chart," Dorcas said, coming out of nowhere. Amaryllis and Xenophilius jumped a bit at her sudden presence. The three began to listen to the professor, dreading who they would be forced to sit with.

"McDonald and Bertram." Amaryllis winced in sympathy for the girl.

"This is all because of the incident last year with Potter and Black," Dorcas mumbled, crossing her arms in annoyance.

"The one where they almost blew up the Professor?" Xenophilius asked, referring to the last 'incident' he could remember.

"Abbot and Potter!" Slughorn called again. James whined and Remus had to wrench his grip away from Sirius, so the boy could go sit with his partner.

"Lovegood and Snape." Severus looked over at Xenophilius with distaste but didn't complain. Dorcas patted Xeno's back and sighed as if he wouldn't be coming back.

"Don't drive him to mad, okay?" Amaryllis whispered, teasingly. Xenophilius nodded, walking off to join his partner while Amaryllis watched him quietly, her teasing smile gone.

"Evans and Lupin," Slughorn called out. Amaryllis sighed in relief, her partner wasn't someone she despised. She walked into the room, sitting down in her seat as Remus did the same.

"At least I have an adequate potions partner," Amaryllis commented, putting her nose high up in the air.

"I'm very honoured to be working with the Amaryllis Evans," Remus said, sarcastically.

"Honestly, though, I am very relieved that I actually got placed with one of the smartest people in our year," Amaryllis told him, with complete seriousness.

"Thank you for that compliment," Remus whispered as Slughorn began to walk in. The walrus-like man began his usual speech, which most students didn't pay attention to. Amaryllis was looking around the class when she saw Dorcas sitting with Sirius Black. The brunette looked like she wanted to strangle the boy, who was trying to pass a charmed note to James.

"Can anyone give me the answer?" Slughorn asked, loudly. Everyone's attention went back to him, no one knew what he was talking about, and the ones who did were called on too often for him to call on them again. Slughorn looked around, Amaryllis stared at him blankly until the man switched his gaze elsewhere. Dorcas' eyes rolled when his gaze landed on her and Xeno wasn't fully looking at him, nor was he ignoring the professor.

"Anyone... Mr. Lovegood?" Everyone in the class turned to look at Xenophilius. Snape looked like he was hissing the answer under his breath, but the blonde didn't take any notice.

"Nargles?"

"Bloody hell," Dorcas grumbled, stretching her back as she did so. Amaryllis nodded in agreement and rubbed at her eyes.

It was their fourth day of school and the homework was already getting to them. There had been 24 inches a night for each of their classes and they haven't even gone to Defense. Amaryllis didn't want to think about her Ancient Rune's class, which she also had yet to go to. The girl hadn't even bothered to wake up early.

"What do you suppose the Defense teacher is like?" Amaryllis asked as they walked to the Great Hall.

"Everyone else who's had her says she's actually good at teaching. Maybe a bit too enthusiastic, but nothing seems too bad so far." Dorcas told her. "I'm fine with a little enthusiastic, as long as we don't get that quack again," Dorcas added, referring to their previous teacher.

"He had an ego that could rival the young Lockhart's." Amaryllis chuckled out, thinking of the second year Ravenclaw student.

"Ugh, that little fu-" Dorcas paused mid-word when Amaryllis held her hand out. The brunette followed her gaze and saw a group of Slytherin's surrounding a Ravenclaw student.

"Look at the nutter." One of them laughed.

"The way his go just cracks me up." Another one added. Amaryllis stormed over to the group, wand in hand.

"Mulciber, you and your goons better beat it." She told them in a firm voice. Her eyes drifted towards the back of the group, where another Slytherin stood little ways away from the others. "Or else I'll take away 30 points each and I'll tell Slughorn," Amara added, noticing that the boys made no effort to move.

The Slytherins looked at her and Xenophilius, most of them rolled their eyes and began walking away, purposefully shoving into her shoulder and muttering, "Mudblood."

Amaryllis stared at Severus, who had yet to follow after his friends. "I guess all Slytherin's do go bad, eventually," Amaryllis said while moving to Xenophilius.

"I didn't hurt him, or say anything to him." The Slytherin mumbled in defence.

"You didn't do anything, Severus!" Amaryllis sneered. Snape scowled, fixing the strap on his shoulder.

"I don't need you to tell me what I am doing right or wrong. I already have enough of that from her." He whispered, not thinking the girl would hear him. Amaryllis turned away from him and listened to his retreating footsteps.

"Are you okay?" Amaryllis asked, pushing away all emotions to focus on Xenophilius. The blonde nodded, fixing his rumpled shirt and brushing some of the dirt off his clothes.

"It was the usual." He mumbled. "Wrackspurts filling their brains."

"They are so lucky I didn't kick their arses," Dorcas commented, walking towards them. "I thought I'd let Miss Prefect handle them." She threw a wink at the redhead, who merely rolled her eyes.

"Come on, we have to head to breakfast." Amara looped her arms with Xenophilius' and Dorcas'.

"Yes, I am starving." Dorcas groaned, putting a hand on her stomach. Xeno put a hand on his own stomach as it grumbled, making the girls laugh. He smiled at them and said,

"I am hoping for some toast and jam."