Hailey's very first ever class at Hogwarts, was Potions with the Griffindors.

Harmony grinned at her from across the room. Hailey return it, although hers was a tight, nervous smile.

She couldn't stop worrying about Luke. Her mind imagined the worst possible scenarios.

"Miss. Potter!"

Professor Snape was calling her.

She blinked, before slipping into her model student mode. Kill them with kindness.

"Yes Professor, did you need something?"

"Miss. Potter, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel into an infusion of wormwood?"

Hailey blinked. Asphodel... The fields of Asphodel. Oh gods, Luke.

"You would get Draught of the Living death, sir."

Snape frowned, before whipping out another question.

"Where would you look if I asked you to find a beazor?"

"The stomach of a goat, or any proper antidote store."

Snape almost reeled backwards from her response. She was far more intelligent that he had assumed.

"And what, Miss. Potter, is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

This time, Hailey actually smiled.

"Professor, if you are going to attempt to publicly embarrass me from a lack of knowledge, please make it a challenge at least. You are insulting my intellect. And the answer, is merely the name."

The class stared. Snape stared. For a while no one spoke, until Snape, tuned away from Hailey, and began teaching his lesson.

And that is how it's done, Hailey thought.

"You did what!?"

Day was practically bouncing out of her seat with joy as Hailey recounted her lesson with Snape.

They were back at the Ravenclaw table, the rest of the Birds surrounding them, laughing and giving advice on different teachers.

"I told him he was insulting my intellect. And he was! Those questions were so easy!"

Hailey complained being sure to put on a smile behind it however.

But worry was eating her up inside, gnawing at her stomach.

"Oh my god. This, Hail, this is why you should have been in Ravenclaw. You are fantastic!"

Franklin Marsh, was laughing so hard at her tale, that he fell off the bench, setting off a fresh wave of laughter.

"Hey, Hail, have you figured out who that super quiet girl in your house is yet?"

Katy was extremely curious about the girl, for reasons Hailey didn't know.

"Yes, actually, I did. Her name is Daphne Greengrass. I sat with her in Charms. She actually really cool. Makes rude comments about the idiots in the rest of our house under her breath. I could barely hold in my laughter."

Katy grinned. "I knew it! The quiet kids are always brilliant with comebacks! Mac is, aren't you Mac?"

"You would know, you've received most of them."

Mackenzie still had not said much, but when she spoke, it was normally a highly intelligent comment, or a wisecrack, normally aimed at Katy. The girls were cousins, but acted a bit like bratty sisters.

"Hey, Hail, you had Quirrel yet?"

Day asked, her head looking curiously towards the staff table.

"No, I've got him next, why?"

Day pulled her gaze from the staff table to Hailey's face.

"Because he's staring at you like you killed his mother."

"Guess I'll have to figure out that one later. But for now, I've got a class to go to."

Hailey found Quirrel's class enlightening to say the least. The man's stutter was off, more present in some words or phrases than others where it seemed to barely be present.

The professor's turban made her feel odd. She had quickly isolated it to the turban, because of the strange tingle her scar got while facing him.

Apparently, Defense Against The Dark Arts was a simple class, at least for Hailey.

The preface was highly similar to Luke's teachings.

This was all it took to get Hailey's thoughts wandering towards the blonde son of Hermes.

Suppose he did die. What would happen then? It wasn't like she could go to his funeral! She had to have a chance to say goodbye and,

"Mi-i-ss. P-p-potter, class is over."

Hailey's head shot up as she stared at her professor.

"So sorry. I'm in a bit of a daze today, received some troubling news from a friend, you see. Sorry to be a bother."

And with that, Hailey picked up her books, and left the class room.

Hailey knew she would have to find a better spot to IM Luke, so in the hour she had before dinner, she began to search.

On the second floor, the girls bathroom appeared deserted, with the occasional first year girl going in and coming out moments later, looking terrified.

So, naturally, Hailey decided to go in.

"Who's there now!"

A weepy, wailing voice came from nowhere, the minute Hailey stepped into the lavatory.

It took a few moments before Hailey located the young girl ghost sitting atop a stall door.

"My name's Hailey. What's yours?"

The ghost girl's eyes widened.

"You want to know my name?"

She sounded utterly shocked, as though no one had ever asked her before.

"Of course, I want to know your name, why wouldn't I ? And I want your real name, not whatever horrid ghost name they've given you."

Th ghost girl wafted down until she was directly in front of Hailey.

"My name is Myrtle."

"It's very nice to meet you. Did you know your name has a greek origin coming from the word myrtos?"

Myrtle looked Hailey up and down, eyes widening again at the sight of her Slytherin badge.

"And why on earth are you in Slytherin?"

Before Hailey could answer, a voice spoke from behind her.

"Because she is the sneakiest little snake ever."

Hailey turned, grinning. "Luke, your okay, thank the gods!"

"I've haven't been gone a full day, and already you miss me!"

"Don't get too stuck up, daisy face."

Luke's eyebrows raised, and Myrtle asked, "Daisy face?"

"Woah, Hails, who is that?"

"This is Myrtle. She's a new friend of mine. Don't worry, we can trust her. Right Myrtle?"

Myrtle smiled broadly before frowning. "What are you trusting me about?"

"Hailey and I. You can't tell anyone that I exist, or even that Hailey knows different forms of magic, like the iris message I'm using now."

Myrtle nodded. "No problem. I can do this. It's not like anybody talks to me anyways."

"So, Hail, quest is going fine. Stop worrying, I'll send you a souvenir when I get there!"

Luke's enthusiasm made Hailey feel better, though she knew it was only a temporary state. The minute the message ended, she would resume worrying.

"Uh-oh, my fellow questers are coming back! Bye Hailes, talk to you soon!"

"Bye, Luke! Stay safe!"

His "I will." Was cut off by the end of the message.

Myrtle grinned at her.

"Oh my god, you and your boyfriend are so adorable together!"

Hailey almost choked on her own tongue.

After establishing that Luke was not her boyfriend, Hailey bid her friend goodbye, with the promise of returning tomorrow, or as soon as she could, whichever came first.

Hailey entered the Great Hall for the fourth time in her Hogwarts career, to be dragged to the Slytherin table.

"Hailey, so help me, if you leave me to sit with alone with the rest our idiotic, racist house, to sit with those Ravenclaw's again, I will hurt you!"

Hailey had to had it to Daphne Greengrass. She knew how to make an impression.

The pair did sit at Slytherin together, discussing the utter stupidity of the government, and how racist the wizards were.

By the end of dinner, Hailey and Daphne were friends, through their mutual hate of the society they were born into.

A/N: Dada! It's chapter seven! I've officially passed all the other fanfics I've written, and I couldn't be happier.

And my my followers! Oh my gods of Olympus! You are the best things ever! I have so many of you now, and if I could, I would squish all of you into a hug.

Also, Maggie, the creator of Harmony, has gotten me Naruto. I'm confused. I'm so so confused.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, except of my plot, and my OC's. Harmony is Maggie's, not mine.