After the first month of classes, I got into the rhythm of magical learning. My favorite class by far was Care of Magical Creatures. The thrill of being able to handle such dangerous animals was a big plus in my eyes. Never a dull moment.
Lucia hated that class. She thought animals were dirty and she didn't want to be anywhere near anything that could harm her. I told her to stop being such a wimp. She just glared at me and said that I had enough adventurous spirit for the whole of the student body of Hogwarts.
What was even more hilarious than seeing Lucia trying to handle a hippogriff was her brother Scorpius. He was so inept that I wondered if he had any trouble breathing and walking at the same time.
"Do you need your mum to come hold your hand and show you how it's done," I taunted.
"She'd certainly do better than your dad," Scorpius spat.
"That may be true, but he'd do a better job than a baby like you. Lucia sure has it tough having a brother like you," I retorted.
"I am NOT a baby," he emphasized.
"Denial is the first stage," I replied.
"Alright. Stop you two. Can't my best friend and brother get along?" asked Lucia.
"Not a snowball's chance in hell," muttered Scorpius.
"That is the first time that I have ever agreed with you," I concluded.
"You guys are impossible," Lucia said as she sighed.
Potions just happened to be my last class of the day. I thought it was interesting, especially since I'd be able to see what happens when you don't brew a potion correctly. I could use that to my advantage in the future.
The first potion we made turned someone's skin blue. The affects were temporary but it was interesting to see a class compromised mostly of smurfs. Though some people managed to get a tie dye affect by putting in too much of wolfsbane and eye of newt.
Lucia was adept at potions and t was no surprise. Especially since she was very OCD about how everything was placed in her room. I'd like to say that Scorpius' potion didn't turn out, but it looked like he had a special talent in brewing potions just like his sister.
I on the other hand was average, but I was certainly better than my cousin James. Apparently in his first year the stun potion he brewed turned a dancing flower into a man-eating one. Let's just say he bit off more than he could chew.
After class we headed to the dining hall. One of my favorite times was mealtime. You could say that was one trait I inherited from my dad.
"Oink! Oink! Piglet Weasley," said Scorpius as everyone else laughed.
"Ha ha. I didn't see that one coming," I said as I rolled my eyes.
"Attention everyone," spoke Headmaster Strumpet, " I would like to emphasize that starting today there will be no wandering on the grounds until we have captured the anguis dodo flock that was accidentally released. There will be no quidditch practice or any classes held outside until further notice. If you have any further questions please ask a professor. That is all."
Groans rippled through the crowd.
"No quidditch! That's the most horrendous thing that could ever happen," moaned Phillip VonVassel.
"I'm going to die from not being able to be outside this dump," whined Sara Helivang.
"What's so horrible about an angularinusuffup doowap anyway?" wondered Evan Workib.
"It's anguis dodo. It's a viper bird hybrid. Their bite is said to be particularly vicious because its venom will cause burns and paralyze its prey. Then they eat the prey alive," I informed.
"Nasty. It makes my stomach unsettled just thinking about it," grimaced Evan.
"Leave it up to the resident animal nerd. You should just become a veterinarian since you don't need magic to take care of animals," sneered Scorpius.
"You are right. I wouldn't need any magic to take care of you. A good right hook to the face is all you would need," I bit back.
"Now now children, do I have to send you to timeout?" kidded Lucia.
Let's get one thing straight. I don't hate Scorpius, but he rubs me the wrong way some of the time. Okay. Most of the time. But I do enjoy seeing him squirm and I get to brush up on my witty comeback skills.
After dinner, we all headed back to the common room. It was fuller than usual since we were not allowed outside. I could barely breathe with all the cologne and perfume intermingling. I swear some of these people bathe in the stuff.
I coughed my way up the stairs to my room. This was boring. I hated being cooped up. Maybe I could make this night a bit more interesting. I took my cloak and hid it in my robes. As I opened the common room door I heard someone say my name. I turned around and Lucia was standing next to me.
"Where are you headed?" wondered Lucia.
"I was going to the library," I replied.
"You never go to the library," Lucia stated matter-of-factly.
"Usually I don't, but I want to see if I can find more information on the anguis dodo. I only know the basics," I answered.
"Okay. That's where you better be heading," Lucia said sternly.
"It is you worrywart," I said as I rolled my eyes and crossed my fingers behind my back.
I stepped out in the hallway and headed toward the courtyard. As I was nearing my destination, someone grabbed my arm.
"What are you doing here?" questioned the voice.