Note: I have edited the other 5 chapters, I fixed some grammar errors that I found, if you see another one, please let me know. Also, would it be better if I write it in third-person, instead of first-person? I started writing in f-p because I thought it was easier, but I enjoy more writing t-p. Anyway, if you guys like f-p, I'll leave it this way.
Year One - Chapter 6
I woke up from the cold in the room, it was completely dark so I assumed it was still very early in the morning. I got up to try to find a sweater in my trunk, but I realized that I was not in my room was in the Gryffindor tower. Where am I?
I looked at what little I could see around me and quickly remembered what had happened last night, I had fallen asleep on my father's shoulder. Am I in his room? But then, where is he? The bed is too small for two people to sleep here. Maybe there is an extra room?
I got out of bed and wished I had slippers right now, the floor was so cold that even with socks, I could feel it; I walked to the only door there, being careful not to trip or throw anything, and left the room. Here there was not much light either, only for a candle placed on a desk, but at least it was enough to recognize that I was in my father's office, he was lying on a sofa that did not look very comfortable and I immediately felt bad, if it hadn't been for my immaturity this it would not have happened, 11 years old and crying for not being at home. I bet I'm the only one who feels like this!
I left my father's office and it comforted me to know that it was still very early, the sun was barely rising, well, at least now no one else will know what happened, much less Hermione who loves to know everything, all the time.
I had more or less an idea of the way back to the common room, I still remembered the route I took with Percy the first day and even if I got lost, all I would have to do anyway is keep going up since the Tower was on the seventh floor, so as long as I kept going up everything would be fine.
After a while I finally managed to get to the common room, there were a few seventh-year boys who didn't pay much attention to me because they were studying, Merlin, It hasn't been a week and they already seem to be full of homework! I hope everything changes when I'm in the seventh year because if not, I won't be able to do all of that. Or probably I won't even survive my first year!
I went up to my room to get clean clothes and some towels and I went to bathe, the hot water relaxed me and distracted me from thinking about my inevitable end as a seventh-year student...
...But it definitely made me think of my inevitable end as a first-year student, I already had homework to do but couldn't remember what, so I quickly got out of my bathroom and changed to start doing my homework, which I knew I had written down somewhere.
I had at least an hour to do the homework since Hermione was still asleep and I guess she always gets up super early... Wow, I should get a watch, so maybe I'm won't get so lost in life. When I went down to the common room, I asked the time of one of the seventh year boys, it was close to 7.
I started my Herbology essay, it was not complicated at all but it was a bit long since, by the time I had finished, Hermione had come down ready to go to breakfast
—Eileen! Here you are, I was surprised not to see you in the room, I thought you had gone to get in trouble.
—First of all, good morning to you too Hermione, and second, you say it like I'm in trouble 24 hours! Just because I wanted to do one yesterday doesn't mean it's the only thing that matters to me.
—You're right, I'm sorry, it's just that last night you looked very distracted, I thought you were planning something.
—Oh, that... No... I just think it was because of the dinner, which made my stomach feel awful. Don't worry, do you want to go to breakfast?
She just nodded, maybe she didn't completely believe the lie, but no even in a million years was I going to tell her that I went to cry with my father like a little girl.
I put my things away and we went to the Great Hall, on the way we ran into several students from other years, who were starting to look at us strangely and mumble as soon as they saw us, what? Am I wearing two different pairs of shoes? Do I have the shirt inside out?
Or do they know that I cried like a baby last night!?
—What do you think, Eileen?
—What?
—Weren't you paying attention?
—No, I'm sorry, it's just that everyone starts muttering as soon as they see us and it distracts me.
—Oh, don't listen to them, they have nothing better to do. I was telling you it's incredible all the secrets that Hogwarts has ...
And we kept talking about Hogwarts at breakfast, it didn't seem that interesting to me, I think I had read a book about the castle at the manor, but I didn't want to make her feel bad, I had already spoken badly to her yesterday and being honest I think she is my only friend here since Harry and Ron don't talk to us as much, maybe they had been bothered by how we interrupted them on the train the first day. Not to mention Draco! I haven't seen him since sorting.
Finishing breakfast, we went to our classes, hoping to have another quiet day. Or at least that's how I thought it would be until we ran into Fred and George.
—Good morning, ladies.
—Hello, Fred, George.—Hermione just stared the other way, ignoring them.
—Did you have problems with your father? —George asked.
—Not really, although it surprised me, I thought he would do something extreme like to get me out of school.
—Well, we haven't put the stink bomb in Quirrell's office yet. Do you want to go with us?
I thought about it for a moment, I didn't want to disappoint my father again but, now that I think about it, the only reason he knew we would do something was that he saw us come out of the hall together, he's not here now so...
—Sure, but it will be after dinner.
—Okay, see you at dinner.
Hermione looked at me angrily, I just lifted my shoulders and said goodbye to the twins.
—Eileen! I thought you said pranks weren't important to you.
—No, I said that they were not the only important thing, but of course, I love doing them. I used to do a lot at home, well, only in the summer when I was with my father, I wouldn't think to do one at the Malfoy Manor.
The classes felt eternal, but they were finally over and it was time for dinner, when I entered the hall quickly I could see the twins and went to sit with them.
—Hello guys.
—Hello, Mini Snape. —Said the one I was pretty sure was Fred. I think the best thing was to put a large print on their foreheads with ink, to know who was who.
—Never let my father hear you say that if you want to live.
I started to serve some chicken and mashed potatoes on my plate, I could not believe that for 7 years I will be eating this wonderful food. It is like paradise!
—Talking about him, is he the same at home as in class?
Again, more people were spying on us, but this time I didn't care anymore so I just tried to ignore them.
—Well, I don't know what he's like in class, I don't have potions until Friday, but if you mean, if he's just as serious at home, yes, he's always serious.
—It must be hard, right? Oh and sorry for meddling, I'm Angelina Johnson.
—Okay, no problem and no, it doesn't seem hard to me, it has always been like this, it would even seem strange to me if he started to be less serious. Well, guys, will we do that or not?
—Of course, we do, Mini Snape, we should go now so we don't waste any more time.
—Okay, but you guys get out first, or else my father would know that we'll try to do something again.
The boys nodded and left. While waiting a reasonable amount of time for it not to look suspicious, I saw Hermione sitting at the end of the table eating alone, I didn't want to leave her there alone, but I had already promised them that I would help them, so I just got up from the table and I left the hall, Fred and George were there waiting for me.
We went quickly to Quirrell's office, when I left the hall, he was still there, but we couldn't know how much longer he would be there.
It wasn't difficult to get in, an alohomora was enough, so we put several stinky bombs around and left; if we had taken a few more minutes, we would have been discovered, Quirrell was walking towards his office, so we quickly went another way and stayed close enough to hear his groans and how bad his office smelled.
I will have a great year at Hogwarts.
