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I held my breath while I waited for the Sorting Hat to make its decision. I was surely going to be placed in Slytherin with Draco. My father had been a Slytherin when he had attended Hogwarts. It was almost guaranteed that I would be wearing green and silver robes for my time at the school.
"GRYFFINDOR," the hat shouted.
I sat on the stool, shocked, for a moment. The Great Hall erupted into applause and I began to smile. Being in Gryffindor would help me with getting closer to Potter and his friends. Maybe I would actually enjoy Gryffindor too.
I glanced over at the Slytherin table and saw Draco studying me. Had he been surprised with my sorting too?
I dismissed him and made my way to the Gryffindor table and noticed an empty seat beside Potter. Should I sit there? Maybe he'd think I'm strange after I ran out of their compartment like that earlier. What's the worst that could happen though?
"Mind if I sit here?" I asked, a bit shy.
Harry glanced up at me and realized who I was.
"Sure," he said with a small smile.
I sat down beside him and hadn't realized how hungry I had been until I saw the piles of food on the table. I quickly started loading my plate and eating.
"Sorry about earlier," I said to him. "I didn't want to intrude or anything on your conversation."
"That's okay. You weren't intruding."
I smiled slightly and continued eating. We all watched as the First Years continued to get sorted. I clapped along with the others every time an eleven year old became a Gryffindor. The time had seemed to fly and I hadn't even noticed that it was time to go until Harry said something to me.
"Ron and Hermione have Prefect duties, but I can show you to the Common Room," he said.
"Thanks," I said and followed him.
He lead me out of the Great Hall and through the castle corridors. I looked around in wonder at all the moving portraits, staircases, and the occasional ghost. We made our way up the stairs of a tower and Harry lead me to a portrait of a rather chubby woman.
"Dilligrout," Harry said to the portrait.
The portrait swung open revealing an entrance into a large room decorated in dark red and gold. There were couches and arm chairs for Gryffindors to sit in and a large fireplace. On opposite sides of the Common Room were large staircases, which I assumed lead up into the dormitories.
Potter looked over at me and laughed.
"That was my reaction when I first saw it too," he said.
I must have looked amazed. I slightly blushed and made my way over to a couch. Potter sat down beside me. There were other students sitting in the Common Room chatting, reading, and doing other various activities.
"What kind of classes do you take here?" I asked.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Astronomy, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, things like that," he said.
"What's your favorite?"
"Definitely Defense Against the Dark Arts. What class do you think you'll like?"
I thought about it for a moment. I was never the best in my classes in Beauxbatons. I was rubbish at Potions and Transfiguration. History of Magic sounded dreadfully boring also. I had always been decent in Charms though.
"Charms," I finally said.
He nodded and we sat there in silence for a moment until Ron and Hermione entered. They sat with us for a while and I told them about Beauxbatons. I told them about myself and they told me about them. I couldn't help, but yawn. Hermione stood up and announced she was going to go to bed.
"Me too," I said as I followed Hermione into our dormitory.
I unpacked my trunk and changed into my night clothes. I laid down in my bed and listened to a couple other girls gossip until I drifted off into sleep.
That night I dreamed of the Dark Lord. I was in a place the looked similar to Malfoy Manor. It was a gloomy and gray building. I was in a poorly lit room that looked like a study. A man who didn't seem to be quite human in black robes stood in front of me. He turned around and gave me a venomous look. I realized it was Voldemort.
"You have failed me," he said.
I started to speak and try to explain myself, but he interrupted me.
"Crucio," he whispered.
I woke up with a start and was surprised I hadn't been screaming. I could still remember the way the curse had made me feel. I shuddered and noticed that the other girls had started to wake up too. I stretched and got out of bed. Hermione wasn't in her bed, so I assumed she was already awake.
I got dressed and went into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. A girl Hermione had introduced me to last night was in there as well. I believed her name was Lavender, but I couldn't quite remember.
Once I exited the dormitories and went downstairs to the Common Room, I saw Hermione sitting in and armchair beside the fireplace, reading one of her textbooks. I laughed to myself when she looked up startled.
"Morning," I said.
"Morning," she said as well. "We'll go down to breakfast once Ron and Harry wake up."
As if on cue, the two boys stumbled down the steps from their dormitories. Ron seemed like he was still half asleep. We all grabbed our bags and made our way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I sat down beside Hermione and across from Harry. Ron had already started helping himself to large portions of eggs, bacon, toast, and pancakes.
"How can you eat so much?" I asked, shocked.
Ron just shrugged and continued eating. I helped myself to some eggs and toast. The professor who I had remembered from the Sorting Ceremony came around the table and began handing out timetables. I thanked her and began to look at mine. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I compared our timetables. I had all of my classes with Harry and Ron, but fewer with Hermione.
"Good thing you two are in my classes," I said. "Now I won't get lost."
"Double potions first!" Ron exclaimed.
Potions didn't seem to be a class he liked. Apparently there was a new Potions teacher and the old teacher had been appointed the DADA professor. Neither Harry or Ron seemed to care for him much though.
I followed Harry, Ron and Hermione down into the dungeons and then into the potions classroom. Ron and Hermione sat down beside each other, leaving me and Harry to sit together.
"Does Potter have a new girlfriend now?" I could practically hear the smirk in Malfoy's voice.
Harry and I both glared in his direction, but Harry didn't say anything.
"Rosalie, is it?" Malfoy asked. "You could do so much better with someone like me. You could even do better with Crabbe or Goyle over there!"
I suppose it was best he pretended he didn't know me, but did he have to act like this? It must just be in Malfoy's nature, I assumed. I glared at Malfoy and pulled out my potions book.
"Shut up Malfoy," Harry hissed.
Malfoy had opened his mouth to say something, but wasn't able to finish when a large, older man entered the classroom.
"Hello everyone," he said. "I'm Professor Slughorn and I'll be your new potions teacher this year."
Slughorn motioned to the various potions on his desk.
"Can anyone tell me what this potion is?" Slughorn asked the class.
Hermione's hand shot straight up into the air. Slughorn called on her and she walked up to the potion on his desk.
"It's Amortentia, sir," she said. "The most powerful love potion in the world."
"You're correct Miss Granger," Professor Slughorn said. "It smells like whatever the person finds the most attractive. It smells different to each and every person. Would anyone like to smell it?"
I slowly raised my hand along with a few other girls in the class. Slughorn smiled at me and then called on me.
"What do you smell Miss?" he asked.
"Edwards," I finished.
I bent over the cauldron and took a deep breath. I smelled multiple scents, all of which smelled very good.
"I smell cinnamon, freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, lavender, and oranges," I said with a slight smile.
"Very good Miss Edwards," Professor Slughorn said. "Now remember Amortenita does not create real love, just extreme infatuation or obsession."
Slughorn moved on to the next potions and explained each one. He then made it to a small, sealed bottle. He explained that it was Felix Felicis and whoever brewed the best potion today got it as a prize. All the students hurried to their cauldrons and pulled out their textbooks. Harry opened the one he had borrowed from Professor Slughorn.
The instruction weren't extremely complicated, but I was sure I would eventually mess up and ruin my potion. When it came to the step about cutting the Sopophorous bean everyone seemed to be having trouble. Everyone except for Harry that is.
"How did you do that?" Hermione hissed.
"Crush it," He said.
Hermione refused to believe him, but I took the side of my knife and crushed the bean. To my surprise it actually worked. I had lost count of how many beans I had put in my potion though and as soon as I put one too many in the potion turned a purple color and started to bubble over.
At the end of the lesson, Harry had been the only one to successfully brew the potion. Professor Slughorn praised him and gave him the bottle of Felix Felicis. Hermione was stunned and hurried off to her next lesson leaving Harry, Ron, and I to go to Transfiguration without her.
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