*Violet's POV*

I turned on my heels, seeing Cedric run up to me. "Oh, hello Cedric!" I smiled, struggling to keep my bags in my hands. "How about that Tournament, eh?" He chuckled, slinging one of my bags over his shoulders. I transferred Rory's cage to my other hand. "It seems…interesting." I murmured, not wanting to sound like a total stick in the mud. We began to stroll around, wondering aimlessly. "Where are you heading?" He questioned, stopping and leaning against a staircase. "Oh, um, Ravenclaw Common Room."

"Ravenclaw, huh?" I nodded, going to grab one of my bags, but Cedric shifted off the staircase, right before it whirred into action. "You really don't have to be abrupt." He suggested. I shook my head, finally grabbing my bag from him. "I'm not being abrupt, I just need to get to my Common Room to unpack."

"Oh come on, don't be that way. It only takes a few minutes to unpack."

"Do you see what I'm carrying? And anyway, why is it such a bother?" Cedric crossed his arms, looking quite frustrated. "I just wanted to talk to you." He grumbled, not blinking. "Well, we're talking, but if this is going to be the very important conversation, then I must be heading back now."

"You're quite sassy for a Ravenclaw." Cedric noted, his expression lightening. I finally threw my stuff on the ground, setting Rory on top of the luggage. He gave a bothered hoot, his eyes slowly blinking. "Listen, I've been through this school for three years with no one giving me trouble. I'd rather this year be like all the others."

"Who said I was trouble?" Cedric smirked, stepping closer to me. I backed away, snatching up my bags once more, turning away from him and mumbling, "I did. Now, goodnight to you, Cedric." I began my descent up the stairs, stomping my feet. "I'll see you around, Violet!" Cedric shouted. I rolled my eyes and did not look back.

The next day, I received my schedule, and headed off to my classes. Arthimancy was not very amusing, and the Slytherins there all thought it was a good idea to throw paper wads at the Ravenclaws sitting in front of them. After class, clutching my books, I was stopped by a hand. "Why, hello there, Violet. I see you've disassociated yourself with that filthy bunch." Draco assumed aloud. I shook my head, continuing to walk on. He followed with me, peeking at my schedule. "I know it may seem quite harsh of me, and I know you don't really know much of anyone besides those in your House, but trust me, I wouldn't want to be seen with them."

"They actually were very enjoyable."

"You obviously have a very low standard for people, then." I stopped, turning to face him. "Actually, I have a very high standard of people, which is why I don't accompany you." I tried to abandon him by cutting through the courtyard, but he yanked my robe, causing me to drop my books. "You are going to regret that, Harrison!" Draco snarled, his eyes darkening. "Malfoy, what the bloody hell are you doing? Picking on little Ravenclaw girls? I thought you were a bit more classy." I heard Harry growl. I let out a sigh of relief, so happy that they were on their way to a class nearby, by what it seemed. Danni helped me pick up my books, and I slowly backed away by Hermione.

Ron joined in with Harry, "Yeah Malfoy, who taught you that little trick, your father?" Draco's face flushed red, and he hissed, "I wouldn't be so smug, Weasley. Your father, that filthy blood traitor, and probably the most pitiful member of the Ministry-"

"Don't you dare talk about my father like that!" Ron yelled, about to pull out his wand, but Hermione slapped his hand. "Ron, you're much better than that!" Harry remained staring at Draco and finally sighing, "Come on, he isn't worth it." The whole lot of them averted their eyes away from him and moved past him. Hermione grabbed my arm, tugging me along, when I heard, "That's it, Potter!" There was a beginning of a spell being chanted, but then I heard, "Not on my watch!" There was a loud popping noise, and we all turned to see Professor Moody gripped a white ferret in his giant hand. "Are you alright, Harry?" He garbled, hopping towards him and inspecting him rapidly. "Uh, yes. I'm fine." He managed to say.

Moody dropped the ferret on the ground, and it sat there, shivering for a second. "Trying to attack an opponent that's back is turned…probably the most cowardly thing I've seen in- hey!" Moody stopped, flicking his wand at the ferret, who was trying to scamper away. "You mangy little thing!" He yelled, smashing the ferret into the ground repeatedly with his wand. Professor McGonagall came rushing over, screeching, "Alastor, what are you doing?"

"I'm teaching."

"Teaching? Who-is that a student?"

"Yep, now if you excuse us-"

"No Alastor! We never use Transfiguration on students! We have better ways of handling behavorial issues. Surely Albus told you!"

Moody scratched the top of his head, and grumbled, "Maybe." Professor McGonagall took out her wand, transforming the ferret back to a very shaken Draco. "Get out of here!" Moody hissed, and with that, Draco jumped up and cried, "My father will hear about this!" "

I bet he will!" Moody laughed as he watched Draco run off inside. Moody winked at Harry, and walked off, having a very heated conversation with Professor McGonagall. Harry let out a quick laugh, then faced me. "I should really be asking if you're okay." I patted my robe off and nodded, "He didn't really do much. He's actually very weak." The group of them chuckled. I blushed, unsure what to do. Ron glanced up at the clock and said worriedly, "Um, Hermione, we best be going before we get a lecture from Snape." Hermione nodded quickly, giving Danni, Harry and I a wave before her and Ron sprinted toward the dungeons. "Uh, yeah, I've got Arthimancy, so wish me luck. See you later, Harry." Danni muttered, heading towards the class I was just at. "Where are you going to?" Harry wondered, peering at my class list.

"Hey, you're going to Divination too?"

"Uh – um, yes, yes I am." I mumbled, busily adjusting my papers to focus my mind on something besides talking. "You really aren't much of a talker." Harry grinned. I glanced up at him and said nervously, "No, not really. Not to mention, I'm talking to my childhood idol."

"Idol?" Harry chuckled, turning a bit red. "That's too weird, isn't it? Ugh, I'm sorry for being so awkward."

"No, no, it's fine. I understand what you're saying. You want to head to class? Professor Trewalney won't mind us being late much."

"She'll probably predict us coming in late and tell her class right before we walk in." I muttered. Harry seemed amused, and we rushed off to the North Tower. "Well, not to be odd, but I looked at your schedule, and we have Defense Against the Dark Arts together, so I was thinking, maybe, do you want to walk to these classes together?" Almost to the class, I beamed, "That actually sounds wonderful!" Harry smiled back at me, and inside, I felt the most joy I had in a while. I was actually making friends, and they liked me. This year was going to be a good one.

I hope you all enjoyed Chapter Three. I wanted to get you all introduced to basically the main characters that I will be using in Year 4 so they don't all just appear out of the blue. The next chapter, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons is coming, so prepare yourselves. I really appreciate the reviews, it helps me get better and know what you guys are liking and not liking, so thanks for those! Stay awesome, Gotham.