Sorry this has taken ages to update, I kept trying to add more then my iPad cancelled the save so I had to write it again but had revision to do. Sorry xx
Chapter 6
Draco POV
Nico and Edwin were pretty cool, I suppose, particularly with those muggle phone things - I really don't get what's so bad about muggle 'tech' sometimes. We stayed up for most of the night talking about the world's randomest shit. Once we had all packed I. For the night, I took a piece of parchment and wrote to my father, explaining their story about the appearing on the platform, hopefully that would be the end of the matter and we could just be friends. But somehow I doubted it.
The sun streaming through my curtains woke me up the next day, the first day back, time to get timetables and find out what they're going to put us through this year. I hoped we still had potions with Gryffindor, it's funny hearing Snape take ridiculous amounts of points off them while giving them to us for nothing.
I woke the others and we set off up to the Great Hall for breakfast. When we got there, it was already quite full and Snape was already distributing timetables to our housemates. We took seats as close to the doors as possible and helped ourselves to breakfast, I wasn't too hungry so I just grabbed some toast and charmed it to butter itself - just practising - and ate it.
It wasn't long before it was our turn to receive our second year timetables, just as we had shoved the last mouthfuls of breakfast into our mouths (except Crabbe and Goyle, who were only half way through theirs).
"Good Morning," said Snape in berely a whisper
"Morning, professor," we replied I a half asleep mumble
"Your timetables for the year, lessons will start on Monday tomorrow, don't be late," with that, he handed us the timetables. He might like us Slytherins more than other students, but he still didn't love us. We helped ourselves to seconds while we looked at the timetables.
"Dude!" Said Nico from Across the table, "I'm dislexic, how am I supposed to read this!?"
"You're dislexic?" I replied, stating the obvious
"Yeah, I can't read English, everything jumbles up mad stuff"
"Just English?" Added Blaise
"Yeah, I'm fine reading Ancient Greek and Latin, weird I know"
"You can speak Ancient Greek and Latin," this was odd
"My father insisted on teaching us," Nico replied with a nervous laugh
"Hey, that's cool, you speak two languages of power, most people can't even speak one!" Perhaps there's more to Nico DiAngelo that meets the eye
"What's a language of power?" He asked, looking confused
"A spell language," added Edwin, "baisically a language you can do spells in, most are dine in Latin, but Anicent Greek can also be used along with most ancient languages."
After that, we headed back to our common room to get out stuff for first lesson, transfiguration with McGonagall. We threw hers and the other books we would need for the day into our bags and headed up to Transfiguration with the rest of our house.
Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to post this chapter quickly, it was originally going to be a lot longer, but it took longer to write than I planned due to losing all my work!
Once again, I'm sorry - HermesCouncellor