A New Day Chapter 12:
The first Monday arrived.
Elizaveta had somehow gotten accustomed to Hogwarts routines, and being the natural she was, had quickly learned how to get around the school (though there had been moments while doing so that'd been very touch and go), at least to the places she had classes, the Great Hall, Gryffindor common room and the Library. Which helped when you weren't a morning person, the learning quickly how to get around the school, at all. What also helped was that she was a quick dresser. Not to mention talking to Chernenko the previous weekend. All this contributed to her, five minutes before class started, sliding into Potions. Gryffindor had these classes with the Slytherins, so, naturally, Gilbert had saved her a seat.
'Cutting it rather short, miss Héderváry. Just like you did on your first day too.' The Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin House, Professor Slughorn said smiling.
Opening her mouth to reply, Liz was cut short by her stomach growling.
'What was that?!' Slughorn asked incredulously.
'That was my stomach.' She answered sheepishly. 'I forgot to eat breakfast.'
Slughorn looked at her stunned, and a little amused.
'Well, I suppose, just for this once, you can eat in the classroom. Just don't make a habit of this, or next time I will have to take points from Gryffindor.' He walked over to his desk and pulled out a plate which he put on her desk and then proceeded to rap with his wand.
Immediately it filled with sandwiches.
The class didn't consist of more than a repetition of basic knowledge of different potions and ingredients which they'd been going through last class too.
Although Professor Slughorn promised that they would be doing something more fun next class.
Francis, Antonio, Gilbert and Elizaveta had decided on their second day that they would make it a habit to sit together during lunch and dinner on Mondays and Fridays. This Monday, the first, was not to be an exception.
Since there were fewest Gryffindors at Hogwarts that year, they sat at that table. It earned them sullenly looks from the Gryffindors, and the other Houses, but they didn't care.
'We haven't even been here a week, and you've already got detention?' Elizaveta said incredulously to Gilbert.
'Ja, it's because I brought Gilbird with me.'
'Gilbird?'
Author's notes:
Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya, and all credits regarding it goes to him, the Wizarding World belongs to J.K. Rowling, and all credits regarding it goes to her, and this story belongs to me and all credits regarding it goes to me.
To my best friend who's moving; I'll miss you and WE'VE TO KEEP IN TOUCH.
Hope you all enjoyed this, and I'm posting a new story, my first in Norwegian, in an hour or less.
In the next chapter:
'So, you just decided to break the pet rules?' Elizaveta said, almost angrily, but looking more jealous than anything.
'Not breaking, circumventing is more the word.', Gilbert said, feeling that he should be apologetic for some reason that he couldn't understand. Elizaveta always made him feel like that.