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Chapter 3

The next day was the start of classes.

Vivian woke up completely forgetting about her brief nightmare the night before. As she made her way down to breakfast, Peeves, the ghost, tried to pelt her with water balloons, causing her to skit out of the way as the flying contraptions landed all around her.

She stuck out her tongue as she safely made it to the end of the hall. When she finally reached the dining hall, she squeezed in next to Harry and Ron.

"Good morning."

Harry smiled with a mouth full of pancakes. "Mwongiff-"

She laughed as he swallowed. "Morning, sis."

"Ready for classes?"

Ron groaned next to her. "Only you would be ready for classes."

She pouted. "That's not true. Hermoine skipped breakfast to go over her textbooks."

He snorted. "Typical, I'm sure she made a bunch of color coded notecards as well."

A small bowl of syrup flew from Vivian's hand and landed all over Ron's clothing.

"Bloody hell! What was that for?"

She grinned. "For your color-coded joke, and just because-"

She suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up into the smiling face of Fred Weasley. George was standing right behind him. "Nicely played, Viv. We couldn't have done it better ourselves."

The group burst into laughter as Ron tried to wipe the sticky goop out of his hair, really only making the situation worst.

After breakfast came the classes. The day started off with History of Magic. Professor Binns was the only teacher who was a ghost. He had a thick, dull voice that made even Hermoine and Vivian want to shut their eyes.

Vivian found Charms to be an interesting class with Professor Flitwick, but her favorite class so far was Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall. When she entered the well-lit classroom, she felt little butterflies go off in her stomach and she smiled as a warm spread through her. She spent the entire lesson hanging on Professor McGonagall's every word and imagining herself in the future in Advanced Transfiguration.

All of the teachers kept an eye on the twins throughout the week. Vivian noticed as they walked down the halls, the teachers would stop and point at them, whispering "They look exactly like James and Lily," or "That's them." The attention made Vivian nervous, and she often stuck close to Harry, Ron, and Hermoine in between classes.

Friday was the day Vivian was most curious about, it was Double Potions with Professor Snape. That morning she could feel Harry's tension around the breakfast table and she placed a warm hand on his shoulder as he glared in hatred towards the Slytherin table, especially at Draco Malfoy.

Apparently Draco had been causing Harry trouble all week. "It's gonna be okay," she whispered to him, "Don't let him get to you."

Potions lessons took place in one of the dungeons. It was the coldest and the creepiest place in the entire castle. The first-year Gryffindor class hesitantly sat on one side of the room while the Slytherins sat down on the opposite side with smug grins on their faces.

The private door next to the front of the room burst open and Professor Snape walked out, his black robes flowing behind him.

The whole class went silent as he stared down the class, picking up a clipboard before starting role.

"Harry Potter." He smirked, "Ah, yes. Our new- celebrity."

Harry turned bright red as Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle burst into giggles across the room.

"Vivian Potter."

Vivian looked up with her emerald eyes and met the professor's dark glare. His face seemed to grow pale at the sight of her and the class started whispering, wondering what was taking so long. She felt Harry nudge her leg, silently asking why he kept staring at her.

Snape recovered quickly and finished with role. After that, he went on to give a detailed, elaborate introduction speech about the danger of potions and how everything must be handled with extreme care otherwise the students could be seriously injured.

"Potter!" Snape called out, causing both Vivian and Harry to jump in their desk. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Snape's glare was directed at Harry so Vivian remained silent, yet she could feel her brother's leg tapping under the desk.

"I- I don't know, sir." Harry said firmly.

Snape smirked. "Clearly fame isn't everything." He ignored Hermoine's hand as she tried raising it higher and higher, clearly knowing exactly what the answer was.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"

Vivian cast a worried look at Harry, who was growing red with embarrassment.

"I don't know, sir."

"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh Potter?"

"Professor Snape!" Vivian burst out, shocking the entire class. "That material is in the very back of the book, how would you expect anyone to know that? He would have had to read the entire book before coming here."

Snape stared at her, and she heard Malfoy giggling in the back with his goons, whispering cruel things about her and her brother.

Hermoine was now standing out of her chair, her hand raised so high that it might as well be detached from her body.

"Sit down." Snape snapped at Hermoine before addressing Harry again, completely ignoring Vivian's question. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. Well? Why aren't you copying that down?"

There was a sudden flurry of parchment and quills as the students fumbled to write the notes. The rest of class was pretty miserable for Harry, with Snape picking on him every spare minute.

When the lesson had finally ended, the twins stood up and made for the door, but were stopped when Snape called Vivian's name, asking her for a private conversation.

Harry squeezed her hand and promised that he would wait outside.

Vivian timidly walked up to the professor, her bag hanging from her hands and her red hair falling in front of her face.

"Yes, Professor Snape?"

"I would appreciate it," he said grimly, "If you didn't make a habit of openly mocking me in front of my class. Any way I handle my students is my responsibility and I don't need a first year telling me what to do."

She winced at his harsh words before nodding. "I'm sorry, Professor. I was just looking out for my brother, he's all I have."

Snape signed and motioned for her to leave. "Please refrain next time. I would hate to give you a detention on your first week."

Vivian ran out of the room to where Harry was waiting for her.

"What did Snape want?" he demanded.

"He just warned me not to speak out again in his class."

Harry snorted and started rambling about what an awful teacher Snape was. Vivian listened quietly as her mind kept going back to seeing the painful expression on Snape's face. Clearly something was bothering him.

They had scheduled tea with Hagrid next, but Vivian begged out, saying her head was hurting. Harry was hesitant to leave her, but with some reassuring, he let with Ron down to the giant's hut.

As Vivian was walking back to her dorm, she bumped into Fred and George.

"Hey, what's up, Viv?" Fred said, with an eager smile on his face.

"I was just heading back to my room, my heads hurting."

"That's a shame," George said shaking his head. "Could you possibly help us before you disappear?"

Vivian stared at the ginger twins, wondering what was up in their diabolical minds.

"We're just about to prank Flinch, and we need a wingman for our plan to work. We were gonna ask Neville, but he always seems to mess everything up."

Vivian grimaced, she didn't really know her fellow classmate, but rumors of his clumsiness were well known.

"What do I have to do?"

Fred and George grinned at each other before turning back to her.

"You're our bait."

Twenty minutes later, Vivian was standing outside of Flinch's office, glaring at the two twins who were grinning at her from their hiding spot down the hall.

"If this goes bad," she whispered angrily, "I will personally make sure that you suffer for the rest of the year."

"Just do it," Fred replied.

She gulped and knocked on the door. Flinch opened it with an angry scowl. "What?"

"I just wanted to report some trouble makers." She said, feigning her nervousness. "I heard that someone was going to cause trouble down by the dining hall."

Flinch's eyes widened and he quickly made off down the hall, leaving Vivian behind. She giggled as she heard his yelp of surprise when he ran over a trip wire, landing in a pile of permanent mud, which wouldn't come off for at least another week.

Fred and George sprinted down the hall and grabbed her by the shoulders, dragging her back to common room as Flinch's angry cries were heard behind them.

They finally collapsed when they entered past the Fat Lady, bursting into a fit of giggles on the floor.

"You were bloody brilliant," George exclaimed. "Couldn't have done it better myself."

Vivian grinned as the laughter finally died down. Her headache was coming back and she had to clutch the couch as she tried to stand.

"Glad I could be of assistance. Now, I really need to lay down."

The Weasley twins wished her farewell as she climbed the stairs to her room. Collapsing on her bed, she closed her eyes and welcome the nightmares that began to plague her.

She was back in the cupboard. Fear gripped her heart when she realized Harry wasn't with her.

"Hello, Vivian."

The voice was a silent, chilling sound. It didn't come from any certain location, but more of just a whisper in the air.

"Whose there?" Vivian's voice rang out in the morbid darkness.

The voice spoke again. "We don't need to worry about me, dear. I'm more interested in you. How's your first week at Hogwarts?"

"How do you know where I am?"

"My dear, I am always with you. I know your every move, your every thought."

Vivian began to shake. "Stay away from me! I don't know who you are but you need to leave."

"How can I possibly leave," the voice whispered in her ear. She could feel the string of breath on her neck. "when I am a part of who you are."

A cold hand suddenly grabbed her arm, tugging at her. She screamed and began thrashing around, trying anything that would pry the hand off of her arm.

"Vivian! Vivian come on, wake up! We're gonna be late for our first flying lesson."

Vivian opened her eyes and shot up, her eyes flashing wildly and her voice gasping for breath. Hermoine was standing in front of her, giving her a cautious look as she removed her hand from Viv's arm.

"Sorry to wake you," Hermoine began. "I just didn't want you to miss the first flying lesson."

Vivian finally caught her breath and gave a weak smile. "Thanks Moine, I just wanted to catch up on sleep."

"Are you alright?" Hermione suddenly burst out. "You were having a nightmare. Should I get Harry? It seemed pretty serious. Maybe I should fetch Professor McGonagall."

Vivian blushed and shook her head. There was no way she wanted Harry or anyone else finding out about her nightmares. He would freak out and demand that she went to Dumbledore and he would never treat her the same. He was finally believing that she was getting over her fear of people, and that she was finally having a normal experience.

"I'm fine, Hermoine. It was just a little nightmare about the upcoming flying lesson. I dreamed that I got stuck up in the sky and I couldn't get down. Everyone was chasing after me and I slipped, and that's when you woke me up."

Hermoine laughed. "Don't worry, I promise that won't happen. Now c'mon, were gonna be late."

It was a clear, breezy day and the grass rippled under their feet as they marched down the sloping lawns towards a smooth lawn on the opposite side of the grounds to the Forbidden Forest, whose trees were swaying darkly in the distance.

Vivian and Hermoine were the last two to get there, with the rest of the Gryffindors and Slytherins already standing by the many broomsticks laid out on the ground.

They quickly stepped in front of the last two available broomsticks, which happened to be right next to Draco and his goons. Madam Hooch, their teacher, had just arrived and was finishing the introduction speech to flying.

"Stick your right hand over your broom," called Madam Hooch at the front, 'and say "up."'

"UP!" everyone shouted.

Vivian smiled as her broom flew straight into her hand. She noticed that Harry's broom did as well while Hermoine and Ron's broom just kinda flopped over.

After several more attempts, with Neville being the last to finally get his broom up, Madam Hooch explained the next set of instructions.

"Now, when I blow my whistle, you kick off from the ground hard. Keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet and then come straight back down by leaning forwards slightly. On my whistle: three-two..."

Neville had accidently taken off early and was now uncontrollably rising in the air. After he made it about thirty feet up, he suddenly panicked and fell off, landing hard on the ground making everyone wince.

Madam Hooch rushed over and chastised him while she inspected his wrist.

"Alright students," she said. "I need to run Neville over to the hospital wing and if anyone dares so much as to touch their broomstick, I will personally see them out of Hogwarts."

The students remained silent as she left with a teary eyed Neville, none of them daring to say a word.

Malfoy suddenly burst into laughter. "What an idiot! I bet that bumbling fool can't even make his wand work, much less do magic."

Vivian clenched her fists and Harry stiffened beside her.

"Look!" Malfoy continued, pointing at the Remembrall that Neville received earlier this morning from his grandmother.

"Give it here, Malfoy." Harry said quietly. The whole field went silent.

"I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to collect- how about- up a tree?"

"Give it here!" Harry yelled before kicking off and sailing after Malfoy.

"Harry, no!" Hermoine yelled from the ground. "You'll get expelled."

Vivian watched nervously as Harry chased after Malfoy, she didn't want to scream in order not to scare him but she was panicking and her hands started shaking. She screamed when Draco threw the Remembrall and Harry did a massive leap, nearly hitting the ground in order to catch it.

"HARRY POTTER!"

Harry looked up as his face paled to see Professor McGonagall angrily stocking over to them.

"Never- in all my time at Hogwarts-"

"It wasn't his fault, Professor-"

"Quiet, Ronald-"

"But Malfoy-"

"That's enough, Mr. Weasley. Potter, follow me, now."

Vivian stepped forward as Harry began to follow the professor. "It's alright," Harry smiled weakly at her. "I'll be back soon."

As Harry disappeared, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle all started cracking up, clutching their stomachs and saying, "Potter's gonna get expelled!"

Vivian had had it. She stalked over to the boys and got right in their face.

"Listen here, Mal-dork. If you ever mess with my brother again I swear I'll hex you back into your baby clothes."

Draco smirked. "Oh really, and what's a pathetic witch like you gonna do?"

She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer. Whispering, she threatened, "If you ever try to harm my brother again, I will make sure that you pay the consequences. And there is nothing that your Daddy will be able to do about it."

He gulped and backed up nervously, before turning around and sprinting back towards the castle, Crabbe and Goyle stumbling behind him.

Vivian turned back around and saw the group all staring at her with their mouths open.

"What?" Vivian asked, raising her eyebrows.

Ron gulped. "Bloody hell, Viv. I've never seen you so... angry, or threatening. I thought you were gonna kill the bloke."

She scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. I wouldn't have killed him, maybe hurt his ego but nothing serious. Besides, nobody messes with my brother."

Hermoine nodded. "I'll make sure to pass along the warning: Never piss off Vivian Potter."

Viv laughed and the three headed back to the castle, noticing how it was almost dinner time.

Author's Note:

Here is the third chapter. I just want to make something clear now, Vivian will not be paired with Snape, his role in this story will be later revealed but he is going to become somewhat of a fatherly type with her. Just making that clear. I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. I have big plans for Vivian in the future and I already have several chapters written and waiting in Docs. Please review about any opinions or suggestions, they are greatly appreciated. I hope to have the next chapter posted around Sunday. Thank you and I hope you all have a fabulous day.