Quidditch Positions for Gryffindor and Slytherin
Seeker:
Slytherin: Draco Malfoy
Gryffindor: Harry Potter
Beaters (Blind Side and Open Side)
Slytherin: Johnny Fugde and Theodore Nott
Gryffindor: Dustin Granger and Alicia Spinnet
Chasers (Centre, Outside, and Outside)
Slytherin: Catastrophe Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Damien Montague
Gryffindor: Ginny and Ron Weasley, and Katie Bell
Keepers:
Slytherin: Miles Fletchley
Gryffindor: Landon Summers
Captain:
Slytherin: Draco Malfoy
Gryffindor: Harry Potter
The first class was Divination, so she chatted with Daphne until the class started.
"Welcome, welcome, class." Her dreamy voice earned mocking sniggers from the Slytherin group. Cat elbowed Blaise who had snickered, and he stopped immediately.
"Well, now, I need a volunteer." Trelawney's eyes had scanned over the group and fallen on the 'special' girl. Motioning eagerly, she grabbed her shoulders and set her on the chair, and she glanced into her cup. Gasping, she dropped it.
Cat looked more than angry, and she looked furious. It felt the room had risen much in temperature, and she just sat back into her seat next to Draco and Daphne, who patted her hand reassuringly. Cat just shot back a thanking look and focused on the class, which was pretty much impossible, as the professor's gasping and moaning and patting the Slytherins' backs was hilarious and… disturbing. She did not hear from Johnny that day, but she made a note to talk to her about the Yule Ball.
Cat sighed dramatically after the class had finally finished, and she bid her goodbyes until next time with the Slytherins.
She marched through the long halls, to go outside, to her next class, the Care of Magical Creatures. She wanted to know more about this class, and she was finally going to learn it! She had always been great with animals, except when you count the time when Draco's stinking owl had pecked at her quite hard because he thought it was food.
Landon and Dustin greeted her as she came in view. As she walked past a room, the door was open a crack, and she caught this:
"No mistakes…Counting on you…Dr…Do it right." Cat left, wondering what that had been about. She waved to Hermione, and the older girl laughed, slapping Dustin as he tried to talk to Cat. Rolling her eyes, she took this time to lean on a hardy oak and wondered what the previous conversation had been about. What mistakes? Who is counting on who? Dr… Who is that referring to? Do what right? She moaned as her head could not take all this and she whimpered slightly as she felt a headache brewing. She noticed that someone had snuck up on her back and she turned, or rather whipped around to see… Dustin.
His dark, midnight blue eyes widened in surprise and amazement as she whipped around with a speed of a leopard, and he rolled his eyes, knowing that her Patronus was a Snow Leopard. Her eyes relaxed a bit and her face that had been stony before had morphed into a real playful grin.
"Hey there, you okay?" he asked, noticing the pale, long finger on her temple.
"Yeah, a bit of a headache, that's all." She smiled, but a flash of pain cut through the smile and she winced.
"Come on, I'm taking you to the Infirmary." He hissed and grabbed her arm with bruising force. She whimpered, her eyes tearing up, as she looked at the man who had been nice to her one moment, then cruel the next.
He sighed, then loosened his grip, running his hands through his reddish brown hair, and she wiped the remains of the tears away. He apologized, and she nodded, sniffling as she did so.
The class started, and every single questions made by Hagrid was answered by Hermione… Not that surprising, Cat deducted, as she heard Draco grumble about her wisdom sometimes.
The class ended too soon, and she sighed, knowing the next class was both Slytherin and Gryffindor. But they were having Potions, so Professor Snape could keep them in place… Right?
She chatted about dates with Hermione as she fixed her hair, and she nodded that she did not have a partner to the dance.
"CLASS!" Professor Snape's voice rang more clearly in the echo welcoming dungeon, and Cat winced as she heard it cut through the air.
"Today, we will brew one of the strongest potions ever made: THE Amorentia potion. Now, can anyone tell me what that is?" Hermione's hand shot straight up the air and wavered, but his eyes did not scan over to her. Cat decided to figure out if Snape had a problem with his eyes and raised her hand hesitantly. In a heartbeat, his black eyes strayed over to her hand raised proudly in the air and he smirked.
"Yes. Miss Malfoy." He motioned her to continue. "What is a Amorentia potion?" he clasped his hands and looked expectantly at her, and she coughed and cleared her throat, then continued.
"The Amorentia potion is the best Love potion to this very day. It is hard to make, and it does not fail its owner. When drank, the person will fall madly in love with the other person that the owner of the potion desires, and will follow them to the end, risking anything to get to their so called lover." She finished, and noticed Hermione's happy and proud stare from where she was.
"Perfect." Snape corrected, and he continued on to babble about the making and the way it should be performed.
Next on the list: Quidditch, and boy was she ready for it!
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