Chapter 9-Year 1
Recap: "Good job chaser!" I hear two voices in my ears as I'm lifted into the air and onto Fred and George's shoulders. "Thanks, beaters," I smile and they do too. "Back to the common room!" They yell and I let out a squeal as I'm shifted from their shoulders, to Fred's back. I tighten my hold on him, afraid he'll drop me and he laughs. "Hold me any tighter and I'll suffocate," He teases and I roll my eyes. "Shut up," I grumble, but a smile finds its way to my lips. I really had no reason to be nervous, that was so much fun!
Maia's POV
"So simply, swish and flick, and say, Wingardium leviosa." I look down at my feather, and smile. We're finally doing real magic in charms! I'm so excited! Well, we've done a few things, but not much.
"Wingardium leviosa!" My feather twitches, but doesn't rise. I sigh and look over at Harry who is having just as much trouble as me.
"It's leviosa, not leviosar!" Hermione says to Ron who rolls his eyes.
"Well if you're so brilliant then why don't you give it a go?" He retorts and she smirks slightly.
"Wingardium leviosa!" Her feather floats up high into the air and I gape.
"Well done! Miss Granger has done it!" Professor Flitwick cheers and I lean over Harry.
"How did you do that?" I ask and Hermione smiles.
"Swish and flick," She shrugs and I sigh, before turning back to my feather.
"Wingardium leviosa!" I gasp as my feather floats up, not quiet as high as Hermione's, but still pretty high.
"Well done Miss Potter! 20 points to Gryffindor for you and Miss Granger!" Flitwick says and I smile victoriously.
"'It's leviosa, not leviosar!' She's a nightmare I tell you! No wonder she doesn't have any friends!" Ron complains to Harry, Seamus, and Dean while Hermione and I walk behind them. I send her an apologetic look while she runs past them with her head down, bumping into Ron on the way.
"I think she heard you," Harry mumbles and I clench my fists.
"What's wrong with you Ron? She was only trying to help! You didn't need to be an ass!" I hiss, poking him in the chest.
"You call that helping? It's more like bragging the way she did the spell right after!" He fires back and I roll my eyes.
"You told her to you idiot!" I say, exasperatedly and he huffs.
"Whatever, she's still annoying."
"Oh grow up Ron!" I spit, before running off after Hermione.
"Hermione? Hermione!" I call as I run through the halls.
"Oh Pavarti! Have you seen Hermione?" I ask as I pass the girl.
"Yes, I saw her run into the girls bathroom," Pavarti says and I smile at her.
"Thanks!" I quickly run into the bathroom, looking around.
"Hermione? Are you in here?" I ask quietly.
"Go away!" I hear her sob and I sigh.
"Hermione open up," I say, knocking on the door to the first stall. After a moment, the door unlocks and she pulls me inside the tiny stall, pushing the toilet lid down and sitting on it.
"I don't understand what I ever did to him to make him hate me so much!" She sobs and I feel my heart crumple.
"Oh Mione, he's not worth it! In all honesty, I think he likes you," I say and she scoffs.
"As if. He hates me. And I hate him! There is no way I would ever like Ronald Weasley!" She spits and I chuckle.
"Well, I think he might not know it himself. He's eleven. That's how eleven year old boys act to the girls they like," I explain and she shakes her head.
"You can say that, but there's still no way that he likes me," She says and I shrug, hugging her.
"Regardless, what he said was uncalled for and I called him out," I say and she laughs.
"My hero!" She 'swoons' and I laugh too.
"At your service madam!" I say in a deep voice and we both burst into laughter. "Ready to go?" I ask and she nods. We unlock the door and she wipes her eyes, before looking up and gasping. I follow her gaze to see a huge troll staring at us. She quickly slams the door shut and we fall to the floor, screaming, as the troll smashes the stalls above us.
"Hermione! Maia! Move!" I look up to see Harry and Ron run into the bathroom, causing the troll to turn around and look at them. I dash out of the stall and over to them, while Hermione ducks under the sinks. She's not fast enough and the troll smashes the sinks, showering her in water and cast iron.
"Hermione!" I gasp as Harry runs forward and grabs onto the troll's club. It lifts him into the air and he lands on it's shoulders. It freaks out and starts thrashing around, causing Harry's wand to get stuck up his nose. That only freaks him out more and he shakes trying to throw Harry off and get the wand out of his nose. In his panic attack, his club flies back and hits me in the cut, knocking me to the floor, gasping and cradling my bruised arm that I landed on.
"Maia!" Harry shouts, before the troll grabs his leg and dangles him upside down, swinging at his head. "Ron, do something!" he screams and Ron gapes at the sight before him.
"What?" he shouts back.
"Anythinng!"
"Swish and flick Ron!" Hermione calls and he nods, before pulling out his wand.
"Wingardium leviosa!" The club flies out of the troll's hand and into the air, hovering above him. He looks around puzzled, before looking up, just as the club falls and hits him on the head. He drops Harry to the floor and then falls to the ground with a thud, unconscious.
"Harry! Are you alright?" I ask, stumbling over to him, causing a sharp pain to shoot up my side.
"Yeah, I'm fine, the question is, are you ok?"
"I'm fine," I say, forcing a smile, but it turns into a grimace as I breathe in.
"No you're not," He says and I sigh.
"I'm better then I could've been if you guys hadn't have come."
"Is it dead?" Hermione asks, examining the troll.
"No I don't think so," Harry starts.
"Just knocked out," I finish and she eyes us suspiciously. Just then, McGonagall runs in, Snape and Quirrell following behind.
"Oh my goodness! Are you all alright? Explain yourselves!" She gasps, placing a hand over her heart in shock. Harry and Ron both rush to make up a cover story, when Hermione interrupts them.
"It's my fault Professor!" We all gape at her, as do the teachers, as she sighs. "I left the other students to look for the troll. I had read about them I thought I could take it on, but I was wrong. If Harry, Maia, and Ron hadn't come, I'd most likely be dead," She says, smiling slightly at us, before turning back to the appalled Transfiguration professor. Harry looks down and frowns, nudging me and motioning to Snape. A long cut is on his leg, and when he notices us looking, he quickly swipes his cape over it, shielding it from view.
"Well, this was an extremely foolish thing to believe. Fighting off a troll! I'm very disappointed in you! 5 points from Gryffindor. However, you three acted very heroically. 5 points to each of you. You should consider yourselves lucky. Not many first year students have managed to take on a fully grown troll and lived to tell the tale. In fact, no 1st year students have been able to accomplish this! Now, I believe Miss Potter is injured. I trust you will be able to take her to the hospital wing, and get back to your common rooms before curfew," She says, and we nod, before she turns and walks briskly away.
"Why did you do that?" Ron asks as they help carry me to the infirmary.
"It was my fault you guys went in there, so I took the blame," Hermione shrugs and Ron shakes his head.
"No, it was my fault. You wouldn't have been in there in the first place if I hadn't been a jerk. I'm sorry," He sighs and Hermione smiles slightly.
"It's alright Ron. Friends?" She holds out her hand and he sends her a half smile, shaking her hand.
"Yeah, alright."
"As touching as this is, you guys are jostling me around when you do that and it doesn't really feel good!" I groan out in pain and they quickly regain their hold on my.
"Sorry Maia!" They say and I roll my eyes jokingly.
"Yeah yeah, sure you are."
"Oh my what's happened?" Madame Pomfrey asks, rushing over to us as we enter the infirmary.
"She was hit with a club by a troll," Harry explains awkwardly and Madame Pomfrey raises her eyebrows.
"Well, set her down over there. You're all lucky to be alive!" She says and we nod.
"Yeah, so we've heard."
It turns out I have two broken ribs and a fractured wrist, but Madame Pomfrey was able to mend them easily with a vile tasting potion. The next day, I walked into the Great Hall a little sore, but all in all ok.
"Maia we heard what happened! Did you really get attacked by a troll?" Seamus and Dean ask as I sit down.
"Um-"
"Oh leave the poor girl alone and eat your breakfast!" Fred and George appear on either side of me, grinning.
"We heard it too. That's bloody brilliant Maia!" They say, turning to me and I shrug.
"Yeah well, I try," I joke and they chuckle.
"Are you alright?" Fred asks and I nod, blushing.
"I'm fine," I say, and he gapes at me.
"Maia, why is your hair pink?"
"What? It's not- oh my god, my hair is pink! Why the hell is my hair pink?" I start to hyperventilate as I look down at my once black hair, which is now bright pink. What the hell happened?