By Friday I knew how to get to the Great Hall and to most of my classes. I had no idea how to get to the Potions classroom, since I have not had that class yet. Today is a double Potions lesson and my day to find out if Snape is as mean as everybody says he is. I wasn't late for class, I knew that Potions was in the dungeons but I had no idea where, when I finally found the classroom, I had two minutes to spare. Ron had gave me great advice when he told me to sit at the back as close to the door as possible.

Snape entered the classroom and immediate silence fell. He started the class by taking roll, after he finished with my name, he sneered and said, "Ah yes, another Weasley. The last one, I never thought you guys would end, it seems like I always have red hair, freckles and hand-me-down robes in my dungeon."

The Slytherins giggled at this, having already made fun of me for the shabby state of everything I own.

"I do hope you are brighter than your brothers, all of them being awful at Potions." Percy, awful at Potions, it can't be.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," Snape continued. "My collogues will have you waving your wands and learning spells but I will teach you real magic. With any luck and that you are not too thick-headed, you will learn how appreciate the cauldron and it's powerful beauty. The potions you will brew can be as tame as a kitten or as deadly as a snake and it is my duty to help you learn how to make these potions correctly."

The whole class sat in silence, taking in Snapes words.

"Now let's see if any of you opened your Potions book. Miss. Weasley, let's try you first, what is the Wiggenweld Potion," I jumped at having been called out. What is a Wiggenweld Potion, oh I should have known Snape would pick on me. I looked over at my friends to see if they knew, but they looked as confused as I did.

"I don't know Professor," I said to numerous laughter from the Slytherins.

"Let's try again then, how to you make a forgetfulness potion?"

"Um, I forgot," This is turning out to be a awful lesson.

"I will give you one more chance to prove yourself smarter than your brothers. What is Monkswood and where would I find it?"

"I have no idea."

"Tut, tut, I guess there is not Weasley who can succeed at Potions." How can he say that, we aren't even done with the first lesson of the year. "Miss. Weasley, I suggest you read your potions book if you expect to pass my class."

I hate Snape, how unfair to pick on me because my brothers are idiots. Although I still don't believe that Percy is awful at Potions, I just don't believe it. Our Potions assignment for the day was to make a cure for boils. I was partnered up with Katie, who was a good partner, despite the fact that she refused to crush up the snake fangs. Colin Creevey managed to spill his potion all over himself and his partner, they both had boils sprouting all over.

Snape marched over to the two of them, "I suppose you forget to add the ginger root after stirring in the flobberworm mucus." Snape sent them to the hospital wing to get cleaned up and they didn't come back by the time the bell rang for lunch.

"Im so glad the week is over," Chelsea said as we climbed the stairs out of the dungeon.

"Same here, Im glad Potions is over, Snape is just mean," I said, still mad about unfair Snape had been.

"That was really rude how he treated you in there," Jordyn said.

I was still fuming when we sat down for lunch.

"Hey Gin, What's wrong?" Percy asked, as I started splattering food on my plate and, incidentally, the table.

"Snape"

"Oh, so you had your first potions lesson today. He is a piece of work isn't he?"

"He is, after he read my name is immediately started to pick on me and my family."

"You get used to the fact that he hates us Weasleys"

"Why does he hate us"

"Were a Pureblood, blood-traitor family who all have been in Gryffindor and Snape is head of Slytherin house, not to mention he was a Slytherin himself."

"That makes sense and I feel a little better but something else is bothering me"

"What"

"He said that all my brothers are bad at Potions and I don't believe that, while I believe that Ron, Fred and George are but not the rest of you."

Percy chuckled, "I'm happy that you believe in my and Bill and Charlie so much but it's true all three of us are awful at Potions."

"If you guys are all bad at Potions, there's no hope for me then, is there?" I felt depressed knowing there was no way I could prove Snape wrong.

"Don't say that, you could be the one Weasley who is good at Potions, you are the only girl so why can't you be the only one who can make a decent potion. Plus Mum excelled at Potions so you might take after her and excel to."

"I feel better," I stared down at my plate, not feeling hungry. "I don't feel that hungry,"

"What, you have to eat," Percy said in a demanding sort of way.

"I can't I'm not hungry, I'm tired, I think I will go up and take a nap since we have the rest of the afternoon off."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Percy, I'm just going to take a nap and then I will make sure to eat a big dinner."

"Alright, go take a nap but I'm going to watch to make sure you keep your promise."

I got up from the table and waved goodbye to my friends and brother. I appreciate Percy making me feel better and looking out for me but he doesn't have to be to protective like Mum. A wave of sadness came over me, I miss mum and dad and my bed and the burrow... I think I will write to mum tomorrow but until then I just want to sleep and write to Tom.

Dear Tom

I wrote once I was up in my dorm and lying down in my four poster. I watched the ink soak into the page, it was such a familiar ritual now that I had forgotten how freaked out I had been the first time it happened.

Hello Ginny, how was your day today?

Not so good, the Slytherin Harper teased me about my worn out robes again and I had my first Potions lesson.

I'm assuming that it didn't go so well

No it did not. I hate Potions. Did you like Potions when you were at Hogwarts Tom?

Yeah I did, when I was at Hogwarts Potions was taught by a man name Horace Slughorn. He was a great man and a excellent teacher, he was my favorite teacher and I'm pretty sure I was his favorite student.

I wish he still taught Potions, he sounds nice unlike Snape.

What did Snape do?

As soon as he read my name on the roster, he immediately started picking on me and my family, saying how we all were dumb and none us were good at Potions.

How rude, that can't be true.

Actually it is true, I asked Percy and he confirmed it. I can't believe Percy is awful at Potions, I can't believe Percy is awful at anything. You are right though it was rude of him to say it.

Maybe you will be good at Potions, the first in your family just like your the first girl.

That's what Percy said when he was trying to cheer me up and I believed him for a while but when we did out first potion today mine was only average.

Average is good and I'm sure your better than most people in your class.

That's true, Colin Creevey spilled his all over him and his partner and they had to go to the hospital wing to get there boils removed.

See, at least you didn't spill your potion, your better then you think you are Ginny.

Thank you Tom, you always make me feel better, you are the only person you really understands me.

That's so sweet Ginny, do you really mean that?

I do, nobody understands me like you Tom.

I feel the same way, no one understands me like you Ginny

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Ginny?

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Ginny? Are you there?

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Ginny I'm going to assume something important came up write back when you can.

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Yes it worked, sleep tight Ginevra, you have very important work to do and I have work to do, possessing you.

I was fast asleep, the quill and diary still clutched in my hand, unaware of the words Tom had written me, slowly sinking into the page.