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The Life of Albus Potter
Chapter 5: The Taunting of Fred and James
I woke up on September second at around five thirty in the morning. Considering it was early, and I was the first one up, I decided to shower. After doing so, I put on my Hogwarts Uniform.
My uniform consisted of black dress pants, a black long-sleeved vest and a white button down shirt underneath. I also had to wear a green and silver tie and dress shoes as part of my uniform, but since I don't really like dress shoes, I wore my black converse instead.
After grabbing my bag of books, I exited the first year boy's dormitory bathroom. I went down the stairs that led to the common room at around six ten, quietly, careful not to wake anybody. From seeing the reaction of my mother from something that James had done one time at four in the morning, it's safe to say that women don't seem to enjoy being woken up early in the morning.
The Slytherin common room was under the Black Lake, so there was an eerie green-black-blue glow throughout the common room. There was a fire place in front of a green velvet, comfortable sofa, and two green velvet comfortable arm chairs. The fireplace itself was made of dark bricks, and the flames were not orange-red-yellow like normal fires, but they were green. The color of the fire reminded me of how the floo powder reacts to a fireplace.
Upon the walls were portraits. There was one of Salazar Slytherin, the House founder, and countless others that I will most likely recognize later on.
I glanced around my common room, and I was quite surprised to see Norrie sitting down on one of the dark wooden chairs in the corner, sitting across from the boy that she was sitting next to last night.
The boy, I realized, looked remarkably like her. He had her misty green eyes, pale skin, nose, but his hair was an auburn color. He was a bit larger than her. The boy looked like he was in his seventh year.
I walked up to Norrie and asked her, "What are you doing up this early?"
She turned around and smiled at me. "I could ask you the same thing, but I'll tell you why I am up at six fifteen in the morning, already showered and dressed."
Norrie motioned towards the boy she sat across from. "I'm just talking to my brother."
Her brother waved and introduced himself. He held out his hand, and I shook it. "My name is Alexander Goyle, or Alex. I'm in my seventh year."
"I'm Albus Potter, but you can call me Al. I'm a first year."
"I gathered that information last night at your sorting. Slytherin, eh? First in your family, aren't you?" Alex asked me with a suspicious tone in his voice.
"Alex, be nice." Norrie stated, as if she was his mother.
"You're not my mum, Norrie."
"I know I'm not, and I really wouldn't like to be, in all honesty." Norrie scoffed.
Alex rolled his eyes before standing up. "Anyway, I must go, Norrie. Duty calls." He smugly said before grabbing his book bag and exiting the common room.
Scorpius then came down, dressed as well, so the three of us (all carrying our book bags) traveled out of the dungeons and made our way to the Great Hall.
I'm not exactly sure how we didn't get lost, but maybe it had to do with a crowd of Ravenclaws that we found heading to the Great Hall. I think that since we decided to follow them, we didn't get lost. Maybe.
"Duty calls." Norrie said, mocking her brother.
"What?" Scorpius asked her.
So, she told him about what happened this morning in the common room.
"He's the Head Boy. Alex seems to act as if it's special or something."
It was now seven o'clock, and students were beginning to file into the Great Hall for breakfast and schedule handouts. I caught Rose's eye, and she smiled and waved at me. I waved and smiled back to her, but once I caught James' eyes my smile faltered into some sort of frown.
James looked at me as if I was fresh prey to a hungry hawk. He glowered at me as well, along with the rest of my cousins. I rolled my green eyes in reply at their antics. I noticed that they did the same thing to Rose as well, who, like me, rolled her eyes.
"Al, mate, have some of these pancakes! They're bloody awesome." Scorpius said through a mouthful of food.
Norrie wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Hasn't your mum taught you any manners, Scorpius?"
"Yes…"
"Eat with your mouth closed. At home, my dad doesn't eat with his mouth closed. It is rather disgusting, really."
The image of Gregory Goyle chewing with his mouth open and Norrie sitting there, her face showing clear disgust, popped into my mind. It was a funny image, to say at the least.
I was shaken out of my thoughts when a lady came by, and before I could get a look at her, she gave me my schedule and hurried off to the staff table.
It read:
Students Name: Potter, Albus Severus
Year: First
House: Slytherin
Head of House: Professor Alice Jackson
Mondays:
Transfiguration (with Gryffindor)
Charms (with Ravenclaw)
Break
Potions (with Hufflepuff)
Tuesdays:
Herbology (with Gryffindor)
Defense Against the Dark Arts (with Ravenclaw)
Break
Flying (with Hufflepuff)
Wednesdays:
Care of Magical Creatures (with Ravenclaw)
History of Magic (with Ravenclaw)
Break
Astronomy (with Hufflepuff, at midnight)
Thursdays:
Defense Against the Dark Arts (with Ravenclaw)
Charms (with Ravenclaw)
Break
Transfiguration (with Gryffindor)
Potions (with Hufflepuff)
Fridays:
Herbology (with Gryffindor)
Care of Magical Creatures (with Ravenclaw)
History of Magic (with Ravenclaw)
PLEASE NOTE THAT FRIDAY AFTERNOONS ARE FREE OF CLASSES FOR FIRST YEARS
Scorpius, Norrie, and I compared schedules. We all had the same classes.
"Well, we should probably get going. My brother said Transfiguration is far away from the Great Hall." Norrie said.
So, the three of us grabbed our bags and began to walk to class, when James a Fred (my cousin) came up to us.
"Well, well, well. I told you that you'd be in the House of Snakes!" James taunted.
"Hanging with some Death Eater friends?" asked Fred in a taunting manner, much like James.
Me, being the quiet person I am (well, usually… I haven't been so introverted since I got into Slytherin…), ignored them. Norrie, Scorpius, and I began to walk away when the two pranksters ran up to us.
"So, buddies with Malfoy, eh? Never thought you'd be one to betray the family, Al." Fred taunted me.
"Oh, just bugger off, you two." Norrie said.
Norrie must have some nerve to talk to them like that. I've known them for ten years, Fred and James (they are the same age and best friends), and they aren't going to like a first year girl talk to them like that.
"And you," began James in a taunting voice. "Must be Elenore Goyle."
"I have heard that your dad is so dumb, that he can't even read." Fred agreed.
Scorpius and I watched in amazement as Norrie's face turned a bright red that you'd associate with anger.
"Shut up." Norrie said in a quiet manner, which was unlike her.
"Did we hit a nerve?" James asked, as if he was talking to a five year old.
"Are you going to go cry to your mummy?" Fred asked, in the same tone James had just used.
"Oh, wait! She's dead!" Fred and James said together in sync.
That was when Norrie burst with anger. She grabbed her wand out of her robe pocket, and sparks flew out of it. It seemed as if she was trying to scare them, because she put her wand away.
But she failed.
"What does daddy do, anyway?" Fred asked her.
"He probably doesn't have a job since he is so dumb." James said, and Fred nodded.
"SHUT UP!" Norrie exclaimed, anger in her voice.
That was when it happened. It was accidental magic, I knew it was.
The wall by Norrie crumbled downwards, and it crashed onto the floor, making a large boom. It fell on top of James and Fred.
A moment later, she looked at Scorpius and I, tears running down her face like a waterfall, and glanced at the wall that had fallen to the ground.
"I… I… no. Please, no! Fred… James… are you… okay?" she asked, choking through the tears.
She managed to pick up some of the stone that had fallen on top of them, and she found the two boys underneath it, unconscious.
"No!" she screamed. "NO! Please… be okay… please…" she begged.
Fred and James suddenly opened their eyes, and I realized that there wasn't a scratch on them.
"A protection shield spell…" I muttered to myself.
I have read about those, but nobody said anything, or had a wand out. I also read that sometimes people have shield spells on themselves because they are powerful, and could kill someone in a random situation.
Alex came running up, followed by the headmistress, Minerva McGonagall.
"You five. My office, now." She said, in a grave voice.
That's when I realized it; why she looked so grave.
He died from a wall.
Uncle Fred died from a wall.
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Whoever said something about how the liked Al smiling and waving to his family in the last chapter, thank you- I tried to show another little sarcastic and humorous side of Al there.
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