Damn, it's gonna be short. But it's something, right? Please forgive the NON ED-LIKE shortness.

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ED'S POV

First class was boring. Magic history or something like that. Like that actually matters. I heard there's some kind of defense class though. So Ron sat next to that chick they hang out with. She's really book smart, but it's not useful in any way. Anyway, so Harry and I sat next to them. I was rather bored and almost fell asleep. But I don't think I was the only one.

Then it was rush rush rush to potions. That eerie teacher teaches it. He reminds me of a snail or fish. But not like a chimera, just because he's all slimy. But the class itself was entertaining. A blonde kid with a snooty attitude kept getting points or whatever. Points for a house, I think. I didn't know they had architecture class here. But Harry kept getting glared at, and I took note of it.

"Mr. Potter," he said when the class was reading. "I know your...friend isn't learning here, but at least make him get his feet off of my desks!" I glared at him. Not even Roy could make me sit uncomfortable in a chair unless he ordered me to. But he never uses his Fuhrer authority too much, unless he's being SUPER BASTARD, his evil side.

There's a small amount of science in potions, so I paid a little attention to the formulas. They were pretty basic, once I broke them down to their basic elements. Then I would do the directions, but the bastard didn't give me materials. I was going to ask Harry for his, but didn't feel it was worth talking to him. He's a brat.

Break time. Shit, these little things go crazy. Eleven year olds were running around, 15 year olds were making out, and damn I saw 13 year olds casting spells on each other. Others I saw sharing notes, eating, reading to themselves, or giving the answers to tests. I saw a few teachers walking about, and I wanted to go see Roy.

"What do you have next?" I asked Harry with hope.

"Lucky you. Alchemy for two bloody periods." and went back to talking with some guys about owls.

I couldn't wait to see Roy teach. He often had to tell the newbies at the office what to do, or how to do it rights, but students...That'll be funny to see.

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Yes, an evil cliffy of doom. Sorry, but I can't get caught online (GROUNDING SUCKS) and I don't want to get in even more trouble!