Chapter 2

I awoke the next more and changed into the school uniform while I met the rest of the girls in my grade. The Pavarti twins gushed about fashion while I did my hair and put light but some makeup on.

I followed them into the great hall for breakfast trying to pretend that I didn't notice the stares. I smiled and took a thankful seat next to Hermione

'Morning.' I state to her and nodding toward Ron and Harry.

Morning they mumbled half asleep and I turn towards Hermione, 'Did our class schedules come yet?'

She beamed before handing me mine, 'It came just before you sat down. I took the liberty of checking if you will be in any of our classes.'

'Oh nice, do we?' I state glancing at the schedule

'Yes, quite a few. I really do hope to do well this year, I want to keep up my grades.' Hermione began before rattling off about school and homework.

'What class do we have first.' I state glancing at Hermione, I was getting the impression that she was very intelligent and took school very serious

'We have… Defense Against the Dark Arts…with- oh, Slytherin.' Hermione states earning groans from the two boys

'Am I missing something I should know about?' I asked a little nervous that this could be a hard class

'Slytherin. They are the foulest of the bunch, they are our rival house. You want to stay away from them, especially Malfoy.' Ron interjects tossing his head to the other side of the room.

Turning I noticing Malfoy was goofing off at the Slytherin table and when he felt that someone was watching up he glanced over and made eye contact with me, smirking he sent me a wink. Rolling my eyes, I turned around.

'Did he… just wink at you?!' Ron stated with a disgusted look on his face, 'Do you know him?'

'I met him on the train to Hogwarts.' I replied then delving deeper into the story on how I fell into him.

'Well, don't let him fool you. He a prat. I would suggest you stay away from him.' Hermione huffed and the other two nodded their head

When we entered the room for Defense Against the Dark Art I took a seat next to Hermione, nervous as to whether I am up to speed to what they have been learning.

'Alastor Moody.' the Professor states writing his name on the board before setting a grim face on us.

'Ministry malcontent, and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?' He rants pausing for a moment before continuing

'When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?'

Half way through his question Hermione shoots her hand up when he nods for her to speak, 'Three sir.'

'And they are so named? You there.' Professor Moody states pointing at me.

'They are unforgivable sir, use of any one of them will-' I began but getting cut off by him

'It will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct. Now the ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against…..'

Brilliant isn't he! Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really BEEN there you know!' Ron laxed on as we left the class room

'There's a good reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face!' Hermione added but stopped short when she saw Neville in the hallway stone faced.

'The poor thing.' I murmured

We continued on our way when Professor Moody took Neville back in his classroom. The rest of the day was a blur for me. It was going to take some time to catch up to where I needed to be and at what time.

'Hey Eva how was your first day of classes?' Seamus asked with a grin as he plop down next to him for lunch.

'Hi Seamus. Ugh a very busy day especially after starting out with Professor Moody.' I remark munching on some of the fruit salad

'Yes, very brutal for the first day of class, but that's why his nickname is Mad Eye.' Seamus responds grinning some more at me

I was about to respond but commotion by the Goblet of Fire grabbed my attention. Oh boy….

'Thank you, thank you. Well lads we've done it.' George states loudly

'Cooked it up just this morning.' Fred continues

'It's not going to work.' Hermione huffs shutting her book

'Oh yeah? Why's that Granger?' Fred states

'Don't you see? There's an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself. A genius like him couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an age potion.' Hermione finishes

'Is she always by the book?' I whisper to Seamus.

'Pretty much unless Potter and Weasley don't drag her into something.' Seamus replies with a laugh as Fred and George jumped inside the age line.

'Oh, my god.' I start watching as they start to turn into old men with big scruffy beards 'Oh how I wish I could take a picture of this!'

Anyone couldn't stop laughing as not only did they turn old they began arguing and wrestling all over the ground. Yet the laughter died when Viktor Krum walked up and put his name in the Goblet.

By the end of the day I already had a mountain of homework and after dinner much to Hermione's excitement I told her I wanted to go to the library with her and try to get a head start on the pile of homework I was accumulating.

'So what do you call a muggle then?' Hermione asked as we worked on homework and got to know each other

'We call them No-Maj. You know no magic.' I reply

'Fascinating, I never thought about the idea that in America you would have differences.' Hermione states thoughtfully

'I'm done for the day, will you be heading back to the dorm before dinner?' I ask as I shoved my paper and books into my backpack

'No…. I want to get more of this done.' Hermione states glancing at me between reading passages.

'Suit yourself.' I reply and leave the library as I went in my head the way I was supposed to take, 'thank god!' I whispered out loud when I finally made to the main hall doors without getting lost.

'Talking with yourself already.' a voice drawled out behind me

Turning I found Draco Malfoy leaning against a pillar, I walked right past him and didn't even notice. 'Maybe.' I retort not sure where this was leading us.

'You're to topic of everyone's conversation. Is it true you're from the United States?' He asks quirking an eyebrow

'Yes, that's true. Ohio actually but I travel a lot.' I respond to him walking closer since we were having a conversation now

'Hm. Did your parents decide to leave you here for good then? Why else would you be coming to England.' Draco states with a smirk, he was obviously trying to get a rise out of me.

'If that was the case then I hope so. I've already gone to two other schools. It would be nice to just stay and finish my schooling at the same place. Plus, who would you bother if I left?' I retort back, flashing him a grin

'Flattering yourself are you Edwards.' Draco replies walking towards me, 'Careful you wouldn't want to spoil it your new friends… they won't like you flirting with me.'

With that turned and headed into the main hall. I watched him sighing before following suit. Boys. I decided to push away the nagging thoughts and by the time dinner ended I forgot all about a certain blond haired boy. That night I hung out in the common room as Ron showed me how to play the British version of Wizards Chess. Goofing off with the Twins was also great and learning about their new plans for opening up their own joke shop. I collapsed into bed dreaming of how great this school year would be.