Chapter3: The start of something strange

The first day of the semester finally started and I got better around 6th of September. Already late on the first week, what a wonderful beginning, right? I was angry at Sirius black. No, anger was not enough of a description of what lurked deep under my skin: whenever I saw him, my hand curved into a fist and it had been to my luck the brother of April almost always interfiered before I could ever punched the Black-guy in the face. He deserved this very well, I flinched to free myself, but Henry tightened up his fingers around my wirst.

„Hey, do not waste your energy on such an idiot like Black." he shared an animalistic, protective glare, while pulling me closer. Sirius raised his eyebrows. I „lip synced" the words: „I hate you, get out of my sight."

„Good morning, I guess?" he gave voice to his confusion. The situation seemed rather funny, not really offensive. He even smirked at us.

„James, what class we'll going to have?" he asked. I wanted to jut run back to the comfort of the Hufflepuff Common room. One more minute I have to spend in his presence and my brain will just blow up.

„Bastard, we have dobule DADD lessons. Whoever keeps on track with the teachers. He or she will leave in the end of the year – or sooner. I bet there is a curse on this subject." James pulled the belt of his bag back on his shoulders before it could drop.

„Oh Lily! Please, give me a chance for a date only!" He saw his opportunity and a few minutes later completely forgot he was about to enter the classroom.

„Gosh… Can't wait to get into Charms class" I sighed, as I cuddled my bag for emotional support closer to my chest.

I loved Charms classes as my wand was perfectly fine for this type of magic and almost impossible to produce curses or hexes on someone else though I honestly wished to teach that afwul guy a remembable lesson. Definitely would not need a Remembrall again next time.

How dared he mess up my meal!

Just wait and see, he'll get his own medicine back! I have only a working idea that will not cause harm but he'll be a little humiliated…

„ Miss Baker, the music extra classes will start two weeks later, as the room must be well-equiped for our mighty Choir. And if we'll be lucky enough, our Choir will enter the International Championship between magickal educational institutions in Prague!" what news… those who were members of the choir and in the same class with me, we hopped around and laughed in joy. This would be a great chance to showcase Hogwarts is worthy of thoughtful attention of the world.

„The event will take place around Yule time, so please, all who want to participate, practice well and consult with oyur family beofre making any decisions!" Professor Flitwich was a nice and tender teacher who cared about his students. Today we learned about the psychological side of Charms, especially as in this year in collab with the DADD teacher they presented us the improtance of Patronus charm. Which is a great defense method against dementors and smaller hexes, curses with the exception of the Unforgivable Curse-trinity.

I am happy to learn about these mental sides of working with magick, as it comes mostly from the heart, our wilpower is focused throughout the wand and this is how we manipulate the mana, or the energy around us. Knowing ourselves and what brings our emotions active is key to have an efficient experience in magickal professions.

„Will you come too, Becky?" Asked April, after the class. „I am curious what songs will we perform. What is your current favourite?"

„My newest? I guess it's from The Pegasi: Magick within the Soul, from their latest album. It's an interesting year, isn't it?" I smiled at April, as we were heading towards the castle yard. We have Herbology lessons. To the deepest core of mine I disliked plants. Why? Some of the magickal versions were quite deadly and poisonous, yet looking so innocent, is it enough of an explanation?

Bruh! I fought for almost ten minutes with this one carnivore with sharp plant-fangs, contains poison.

„Get the f… calm down or I'll burn you down to ashes!" the last solution of me had been threatening the plant to stay calm until I removed all the seemingly dying and/or ill.

„What are you doing?! „my classmate from the Ravenclaw complained al around on how unethical was my behaviour towards the plant and it can backfire, kept blabbing.

„Damn, Nancy, I do not know which one of you is more annoying, you, or this passive-agressive plant?" I nearly freaked out, still controlled my voice.

Luckily the Headd of our House, Professor Sprout did not hear my little nastiness.