Chapter 4: Making Enemies

After a gigantic feast, the first years were lead to the griffindor common room by the prefect Percy. He lead to a big staircase. But the staircases were moving.

"This is the Grand Staircase. This is the main way to get to all the floors in the castle. Be carful, they like to change directions. said Percy. "Come on."

The trail of first years lead by Percy, finally came up to a painting of a fat lady. Which was what she was called.

"Password." she said when Percy stopped in front of her.

"Cabbage Draconus." said Percy. The picture swung open and they all went inside. Behind the portrait, there was a cozy living room.

"This is the Griffindor common room. The boys dormitory is up the stairs and down to your left, the girls, the same on your right. Your belongings are already in the rooms." said Percy. He stepped aside so the first years could rush up the stairs to claim a bed. Jason and Marcus walked slowly up the steps. By the time they reached one of the two boys dorms, a sign popped up on the door that said 'full.' Jason and Marcus went to the other dorm. There was a sign that said 'empty'. They went inside and waited fifteen minutes and nobody came in.

"I guess we have this place to ourselves." said Jason.

Later that night, Jason and Marcus were up late reading up on beginners spells and potions.

"Hey, here's a stunning spell, stupify." said Jason

"Lets try it. You go over there, and I'll stupify you." said Marcus. "ready, 1, 2, 3, STUPIFY!" Jason went flying across the room and landed with a thud on the floor.

"MY TURN!" yelled Marcus. So for the rest of the night, they were aiming the stupify cruse at each other. As a result, they were ssooo not prepared for potions the next morning.

In potions, the class was busy talking while they waited for the teacher to arrive. Then everybody jumped a mile into the air when they heard the door slam. A greasy-haired, pale skinned man walked quickly into the room.

"This is potions class. I am professor Snape and you will address my as such."

"Sure thing Such.*" said Jason.

"Do you want detention on your first day of class Mr. ..." Snape looked at the role call sheet. "... Fox?"

"I would mind it, yes." said Jason.

"ANSWER THE QUESTION MR. FOX!" yelled Snape right in his face. His breath smelled horrible.

"That's what I did. I answered it. Just not in a complete sentence."

"Detention! 10 points from Griffindor. Mr. Fox. My office, one week" The words meant nothing to Jason. He got 6 week detentions 2 dozen times in muggle school. "I assume you are a muggle born then, Mr. Fox?"

"Assuming makes an ass out of u and me**." Jason rather mockingly.

"Mmmm, I'll take that as a yes. As some of you know, there are three kinds of wizards in the wizarding world. There are pure-bloods." Jason looked around the room, and of corse, he saw Malfoy and his goons smirking. "Half-bloods, and muggle-borns." said professor Snape. "For those who didn't know, now you do. And that will help you out in the future."

"Piss off." said Jason under his breath.

A bit later, they were working on a sheet of parchment that showed how much knowledge of potions you had. A boy sitting next to Jason was a small, balck-haired boy who was rather big. Jason leaned over to him.

"Hey, dude, are you a pure-blood?" asked Jason.

"Uh, yeah."

"Then you can help me out. What is number 7?"

"Uh, ah, I, uh, I DON'T KNOW!!" This boy was having a complete mental break-down.

"DETENTION! ANother 10 points to Griffindor. Mr. Longbottom. You can come in with Mr. Fox." said Snape. The boy sat down on his chair red-faced.

"Sorry about that." said Jason.

"No, don't be. I'm just a clutz." said the boy.

After potions, they went to transfiguration. They were learning how to turn a needle into a feather.

"Okay, ready? 1, 2, 3, fereverto." said professor Magonogll and the needle turned onto a feather. "I would like a volunteer, how about you, Mr. Fox? 1, 2, 3, fereverto."

Jason tapped his wand three times on the needle. "Fereverto!" The needle turned into a perfect feather. Professor Magonogll tested the feather to make sure he had done it right.

"It is perfect. Well done Mr. Fox. You will move up to turning a kitten into a glove. 20 points to Griffindor."

A boy from the row behind them with an Irish accent leaned forward and whispered to Jason. "Oy, that's really advanced stuff mate. Are you pure-blood?"

"Nope. Muggle-born"

After being successful at the next three levels of transfiguration, Jason went to professor Snape's office. Jason ran down the Hallway while stuffing a sandwich into his mouth.

He got there just in time. He checked his watch. He was 2 minuets early. Jason saw the boy who had the mental breakdown was there too.

"Sit down Mr. Fox. You will both be doing lines for me this week. You will write: I will not set a scene in class."

So for the next hour or so, they were writing lines. Snape checked the clock in his office. "I would keep you in here for another hour, but, that would take 50 points of my house. Go, get to your other class so I don't get in trouble."

The other boy, in a panic to get out of Snape's office, rushed out the door with his things. Jason on the other hand, as sloly as possible.

"If you don't, I'll take 20 points from Griffindor."

Jason was out a.s.a.p.

A/N: I know I mentioned Jason a lot in this story. For those of you that are Marcus fans, I'll get to him more in the next chapter. They haven't been to herbology yet. (hint hint). ; )

* This is a rip-off of a Simpsons episode.

** It's a way to remember how to spell assume.