Chapter Four: Classes begin
I was dreaming of George, when I someone shook me awake. "If you don't hurry, you'll miss breakfast," someone was saying.
"Five more minutes," I said groggily, thinking that it was Aunt Petunia waking me up.
"Get up now. You need to get your class schedule, so you'll know which class to go to."
I opened my eyes to see that a very pretty blonde girl with blue eyes was shaking me awake. "Who are you?" I asked her. Trying to remember who all got sorted in Slytherin.
"My name's Audrey Camilla Montgomery. You won't remember me from the sorting. I was sorted last year. I'm a second year," the girl said.
"Thanks for coming to get me, Audrey. And it's nice meeting you. My name's Isabella Giselle Potter, but everybody calls me Bella," I told Audrey.
"Well, I'm gonna leave now, so you can get dressed. See ya at breakfast."
I grabbed my clothes out of a drawer and ran to the bathroom to put them on. I put on my lime green and black striped footless tights and the school uniform, which consisted of a grey skirt that I folded a couple of times to shorten it. A white button up shirt that I left unbuttoned and put a black camisole underneath it. A green and silver tie that I didn't bother to tighten, the Slytherin robe, and black pointed hat. I put on my make-up; I did the usual: eye shadow, mascara and eyeliner, and lip-gloss.
After making sure that everything was up to par, I grabbed my book bag and went up to the Great Hall for breakfast. When I got there, I went over to Harry first to say good morning. "So how'd you sleep?" I asked him; it was my way of saying good morning.
"Wonderful," Harry replied. "The beds are bloody fantastic."
"Yeah, I know. I slept great," I said blushing a little, because most of my dreams had been about George. "Well, I guess I better go eat and get my class schedule."
I walked off but was stopped by George. "Hey, Bella," he said. "So, how was your first night at Hogwarts?
"It was bloody amazing, except for Pansy. She talks way too much," I told him. "I'm kinda hungry so I'll talk to you later." I walked away quickly and sat down next to Pansy. I saw Ryker and I waved over at him. "Why didn't you bloody wake me up?" I asked Pansy.
She handed me my class schedule and said, "I thought you might need your beauty sleep. You looked pretty happy when you were asleep so, I didn't have the heart to wake you up."
I rolled my eyes and looked at my schedule.
Monday 9 o'clock Defense Against the Dark Arts (with Ravenclaw) 10 'clock Defense Against the Dark Arts (with Ravenclaw) 11 o'clock Charms Noon Lunch 1 o'clock Free 2 o'clock Transfiguration
Tuesday 9 o'clock Charms (with Hufflepuff) 10 o'clock Charms (with Hufflepuff) 11 o'clock Free Noon Lunch 1 o'clock Transfiguration 2 o'clock Herbology Midnight Astronomy
Wednesday 9 o'clock Transfiguration (with Ravenclaw) 10 o'clock Transfiguration (with Ravenclaw) 11 o'clock Herbology Noon Lunch 1 o'clock Free 2 o'clock History of Magic
Thursday 9 o'clock Herbology (with Hufflepuff) 10 o'clock Herbology (with Hufflepuff) 11 o'clock Free Noon Lunch 1 o'clock History of Magic 2 o'clock Potions Midnight Astronomy
Friday 9 o'clock Potions (with Gryffindor) 10 o'clock Potions (with Gryffindor) 11 o'clock Free Noon Lunch 1 o'clock Free 2 o'clock Free
'Well, at least I have a class with Harry,' I thought.
"Bella?" I heard Pansy say.
"Yes, Pansy," I said.
"Did you hear what I just said?" I shook my head. "Well, I just said that Draco keeps looking at you."
I turned to look over where Draco and his goons were sitting and sure enough, Draco was looking at me. He looked away quickly as soon as I saw him looking at me. 'Hmm,' I thought. I finished eating my breakfast and got up to find the Defense Against the Arts classroom.
"Do you need help finding where any of your classes are?" I heard someone come up and ask me.
"Yeah, I think I do," I said turning around to see George there. I blushed a little and smiled. "Thanks."
"No problem. So what's your first class for today?" I handed him my schedule because I couldn't get my voice to work. "Ah, Defense Against the Dark Arts with Quirrell. He's a weird one."
I nodded my head but this time when I went to speak, my voice worked. "Yeah, I met him at the Leaky Cauldron when Hagrid took Harry and me shopping for our school books."
"That's cool," George said heading towards the DADA classroom. I followed close behind him. "So, how's Slytherin treating you?"
"They're not as bad as people make them out to be. This second year girl, Audrey Montgomery, she came and woke me up today. Seems like the girls in my year didn't want to wake me up. She said that she didn't want me to miss breakfast and in doing so, miss getting my schedule. I'm glad she woke me up."
George turned back to look at me, noticing that I was smiling he said, "And why is that?"
"Why is what?" I said nonchalantly.
He stopped walking and I bumped into him. "Why are you glad that she woke you up? Would it be because a certain someone has taken interest in you getting to all your classes?"
I looked down at the stone floor, wishing that I could stop blushing. George cupped my face and made me look up at him. I looked into his chocolate eyes and fell into them.
"Oi, George," I heard a voice behind me say. "Stop making lovey dovey faces, we got to get going. We'll be late for class." Fred walked up to us and started to pull his brother away.
"No," George said. "I'm showing her where Professor Quirrell's classroom is. It's on the way, and if I'm late who cares."
"I care, I don’t' want to make you late. I'm sure Professor Quirrell will understand if I'm late to class, being a first year and everything." I walked by them and tried to remember where Pansy said that classroom was.
George caught up to me and said, "I said I'd show you to all your classes, and I will. Come on." We walked side by side this time, instead of me walking behind him. When we walked, our hands would brush the other one's hand. I don’t know if George noticed it or if he didn't, but he didn't say anything. We were almost there when, Fred popped out of nowhere.
"Now, what do we have here?" he asked looking at our hands, which were clasped together. I didn't realize that I had grabbed his hand when Fred jumped out.
George punched his brother and said, "I'll catch up to you in a sec."
I walked to Professor Quirrell's door and turned back and said, "Thanks for showing me to my first class."
I started to turn away, but George grabbed my hand and kissed it, "I'll see you after class, to show you to your next class, Charms, right?" I nodded and went into the classroom. I was the last one in the class. There was only one seat left; it was right next to Draco.
'Oh, great! Just what I need, to sit next to this egotistical prat,' I thought taking my seat next to him.
So I lied, I wasn't the last one in the classroom. I looked around the room and noticed that Professor Quirrell had yet to grace us with his presence. "So, Bella," Draco said to me. "I see that you've been hanging out with the Weasley's. You don't want them to be your friends. They're nothing but a bunch of blood traitors."
"And why is that Draco, they're nice to me. I don't see the harm in being friends with people who treat me kindly. What's a blood traitor, anyways?" I turned away from him and got out my copy of The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble.
"They're-" Draco began, but was interrupted when Professor Quirrell walked in.
"Go-goo-good mor-morn-morning class," Professor Quirrell stuttered out. "No-now, I'll be re-rearranging yo-your seats. You wi-will be seated wi-with the per-person that I s-so ch-chose. No-now, wh-when I ca-call your na-name, will you pl-please stand and mo-move to the person th-that I call aft-after-afterwards." The class groaned and Professor began calling out names. "Pa-Patil, Pa-Padma and Pa-Parkin-Parkinson, Pa-Pansy. Ch-Chang, Ch-Cho and Cr-Crabbe, V-Vin-Vincent. Fl-Flint, Ma-Mari-Marisol and Fl-Flume, A-Aid-Aiden. Bu-Bul-Bulstrode, Mil-Milli-Millicent and Ber-Bertram, Scar-Scarlett. Za-Zabini, Bla-Blaise, and Ho-Horn-Hornby, Bl-Blake. B-Boot, Te-Terry and No-Nott, The-Theo-Theodore. Ya-Yaxley, Na-Naomi and Br-Brock-Borckle-Brocklehurst, Man-Mandy. Tu-Turpin, Li-Lisa and Ha-Harki-Harkiss, Mar-Marshall. Go-Goyle, Gre-Gregory and Cre-Cress-Cresswell, Jay-Jayden." Before he said the last two names, I nearly screamed. 'What was Quirrell thinking? Putting Draco and me together. This is absurd,' I thought.
"Professor," Draco said. "Since Miss Bella and I are the last two names and we're already sitting together. We kinda get that we're partners, so you don't have to say anything."
Quirrell looked up and said, "Oh, we-well the-then. Sh-shall we get st-started?" He told us to turn to page twenty-five in our books. I turned to the page and saw that it was on banshees. "N-now, cl-class I wo-would l-like yo-you to re-read th-this les-lesson about Ban-Banshees," Quirrell said. He turned to the black board and began writing out questions.
The Banshee is a race of creatures that at a distance resemble the woman very well. Upon closer examination, the banshee is viewed as a rather disgusting creature. The banshee has a green, skeletal face with high cheekbones and long black hair. The banshee is the normal height and weight of a woman and is therefore on of the larger dark creatures in the Wizarding World. Although the Banshee is a dark creature it has not been given a danger classification rating even though it should. For the sake of you, all the banshee is an extremely dangerous creature and only a skilled wizard or witch should try to encounter this creature.
The Banshee originated from Eastern Europe when the Dark witch Arcona tried to turn into an Animagus. As some of you may know, when the incantation to becoming an Animagus is pronounced incorrectly the person can become disfigured. Arcona's once beautiful features became horrid and grotesque. Since she could not return to her home, Arcona fled into the mountains where she began to plan for the beginning of a new race, the banshee. The banshees began with destroying nearby towns and villages before migrating all around the world. The banshee can be found in the mountainous regions of any continent now. Once the banshee becomes settled in a place they will choose a mate, become impregnated, retreat to their mountain home, give birth, and die shortly after.
There are a few ways to deal with a creature such as the banshee. One way is to use the Quietus spell and cover your ears until someone can help you get rid of the banshee. Or you can use the preferred way. You can put a Silencing Charm on the banshee and continue to use a binding spell until the Ministry of Magic can come and deal with is. Stunning spells are also a most common type of spell used against the banshee. If you are alone, proceed with caution. Sneak attacks are the best way to deal with these horrible creatures. Now that you know how to defeat one you, need to know how to defend yourself. The best way to defend yourself is to place a Deafening Charm on yourself so the banshee's loud shriek will do you no harm. If you do not know how to cast a Deafening Charm, simply wear a pair of earmuffs.
The banshee's one and only weapon against you are their screams. Their screams can be so loud at times, they can kill you. The banshee race, has been declining steadily according to the Ministry of Magic. This is excellent news for those who live near the mountains. Spell Resistance: The Banshee has a relatively low spell resistance, making it easier to subdue than perhaps a troll. Its spell resistance is 20. Scale of spell resistance:
0-20: Quite easily subdued by a spell
21-40: Easily subdued by a spell
41-60: May take more than one spell to subdue this creature
61-80: Will definitely take more than one spell to subdue this creature
81-100: Cannot be successfully subdued by just one wizard/witch When I was done reading, I looked up to see what Professor Quirrell had written. HOMEWORK 1. Where do Banshee's tend to live? 2. Where did the Banshee race originate from? 3. What is a Banshee weapon? 4. Do Banshee's have a danger classification rating? 5. What does a Banshee look like? 6. What are the common spells used to defeat a banshee? Extra Credit 1. What is the incantation for the Silencing Charm? 2. What is the incantation for the Deafening Charm?
"Is-is ev-every-everyone do-done re-read-reading?" asked Quirrell. There were murmurs of yes or mmhmm. "No-now if-if y-you'll co-copy d-down you-your ho-home-homework f-for th-the e-even-evening."
Everyone else got out the parchment, quill, and ink, however, since I was used to writing with pens and notebook paper, I got them out. "What are you doing?" Draco asked me.
"I'm writing down my homework, what does it look like I'm doing?" I retorted.
"But that's not the correct paper you're supposed to use."
"Look, it's not like I'm turning this copy in. This is for my own personal use." I went back to copying down my homework.
"Wh-when ev-every-everyone i-is done co-copy-copying yo-your ho-home-homework, pl-please tu-turn t-to pa-page t-ten." I finished quicker than anybody else did because I was writing with a pen, instead of a quill and ink. I didn't have to stop every now and then to add more ink to my quill. I turned to page ten and saw that it was on trolls. I decided to go ahead and read it; I figured that I'd be done way reading before anybody else was done copying their homework.
Trolls
The meaning of the word troll is unknown. It might have had the original meaning of supernatural or magical with an overlay of malignant and perilous. Another likely suggestion is that it means "someone who behaves violently". In old Swedish law, trolleri was a particular kind of magic intended to do harm. It should also be noted that North Germanic terms such as trolldom (witchcraft) and trolla/trylle (perform magic tricks) in modern Scandinavian languages does not imply any connection with the mythical beings. Moreover, in the sources for Norse mythology, troll can signify any uncanny being, including but not restricted to the Norse giants
There are three types of trolls: mountain, forest, and river. The Mountain Troll
The mountain troll is very stupid. It stands twelve feet tall, with grey skin, a lumpy body, and flat horny feet. It exudes a powerfully awful smell, "a mixture of old socks and the kind of public toilet no one seems to clean." Its nose is full of what looks like lumpy, gray glue: troll boogers.
Trolls participate in wizarding society to some extent; some witches and wizards make a career out of training security trolls. These were evidently a different type of troll than the mountain variety, since they seemed considerably more intelligent and less smelly.
Trolls are not recognized as magical beings. Pierre Bonaccord, the first Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, wanted to stop troll hunting and give them rights, but his appointment to that office was contested by Liechtenstein, since they were having problems with a tribe of very dangerous mountain trolls at the time.
Just as I predicted, I was done reading before anybody was finished copying their homework. So I decided to go ahead and put the correct answers for my homework on banshees. I made sure that Draco couldn't see my answers so he could copy them before starting.
1. Banshees tend to live in mountainous areas. 2. Banshees originated from Eastern Europe. 3. The only weapon a Banshee "possess" is their scream. 4. Yes, Banshees do have a dangerous classification of a 20, which means that you can easily suppress them with a spell. 5. A banshee has green skeletal facial features, black hair, and high cheekbones, also, they are considered to be one of the larger dark creatures of the Wizarding World, because they are about the same height and weight of a woman. 6. There are five simple spells and charms to suppress a banshee: Quietus Spell, Silencing Charm, Binding Spell, Stunning Spell, and the Deafening Charm.
Before I could begin on the extra credit, Professor Quirrell asked the class to read the Chapter on Trolls, and then copy down the homework when they were done. I looked up to see that he had the homework already written down on the board.
Since I was done reading the chapter, I copied down the homework that went with it.
HOMEWORK 1. What are the three different types of Trolls? 2. What are Trolls? 3. Who is the First Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards? 4. What does a Mountain Troll look like? 5. In your own opinion: Since they have huge physical qualities, what do you think Trolls are best for?
After copying each question, I went ahead and answered the questions.
1. The three different types of Trolls are Mountain, Forest and River. 2. The origin of the word Troll is unknown, but it could mean "one who behaves sadistically". 3. The First Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards is 4. A Mountain Troll is twelve feet tall, grayish skin tone, has flat horny feet, and is lumpy 5. In my own opinion, I think that Trolls are best for guarding something or being part of an army and used as the "brute strength" part of it.
I saw Draco attempting to look at my answers, so I closed my notebook and put my textbook on top of it. "N-now, cl-class. I-I wo-would l-like f-for y-you t-to w-write a f-foot l-long f-for e-each l-lesson." We still had about forty-five minutes left before class was over so Quirrell decided to go over the lessons with us.
When Defense Against the Dark Arts was over, I waited for George to show me to Professor Flitwick's class, for Charms.
I saw him and Fred, walking down the hall, a little while later.
"Well, hello there mademoiselle," Fred said, bowing and grabbing my hand to kiss it.
I rolled my eyes and turned to George. "So how did your class go?"
"We had Care of Magical Creatures. It was interesting; this is our first year taking it. You'll probably take it in your third year too."
"That's cool."
"Well, I shall leave you two love birds alone. I'll see you in Divination," Fred said.
George and I both blushed at Fred's words. "So show me to my next class," I said pointing. I didn't want to be late on my first day, since I had someone showing me from class to class.
We walked down the hall and out to the staircase. I made it in record time, thanks to George. I would've never been able to figure out the staircase with it changing all the time. "See you after class," he said walking off.
I was the last one in class and the last seat available was next to Draco, yet again.
"Good morning, class," Professor Flitwick said as soon as I sat down in my seat next to Draco. "I would like for you to take out your book and turn to chapter one. While you get your books out, I'm going to call roll. Bulstrode, Millicent."
"Here."
I took out my copy of The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk.
"Crabbe, Vincent." Crabbe raised his hand. "Flint, Marisol."
"Present."
While I was waiting for Flitwick to call my name, I turned to chapter one.
"Goyle, Gregory." Goyle grunted his presence.
The first chapter was about charms.
Chapter 1 Introduction to Charms Charms are a type of magic spell concerned with enchanting an object to behave in a way that isn't normal for that object. For example, the Summoning Charm brings an object to the caster. Charms is also something of a catchall for spells that aren't Transfiguration (spells that change the inherent nature of an object). In some sense, if a spell isn't Transfiguration, it's probably a Charm.
"Malfoy, Draco."
"Bored," Draco said yawning.
"Mr. Malfoy, I would like it if you'd be respectful in my classroom," Flitwick said.
A Charm might cause something to flash different colors. It might cause an object to levitate or even fly through the air. Charms can make a person laugh or dance or even create a bubble of breathable air around a person's head. In all of these cases, the object or the person doesn't really change, they just do something unexpected.
"Now where was I? Oh, yes. Nott, Theodore." There was a loud snore from Theodore and Blaise nudged him awake.
"I'm awake," he said before going back to sleep.
"Mr. Nott, I would appreciate it if you'd stay awake in my class. Parkinson, Pansy."
Here are two examples of some fairly simple charms: Wingardium Leviosa and Alohomora.
"I'm here," she said to the professor flicking her wand and making a stack of papers fall off his desk.
Wingardium Leviosa
Taken in part from the Latin root "levo," meaning "I raise, lift up." "Potter, Isabella," Flitwick continued on, not realizing anything was wrong until the class began laughing.
This spell causes an object to levitate. Once levitating, the object can be manipulated in midair by the spell caster.
"Oh dear!" Flitwick gathered up the items that had fallen and put them back on his desk. "Now then, ah yes, Ms. Potter, it's a pleasure to have you in my class," he said to me.
"Why, thank you, Professor. I'm sure I will enjoy being in your class," I said to him.
"Yaxley, Naomi." She rolled her eyes and raised a finger up.
"And last, but not certainly not least. Zabini, Blaise."
"Yeah."
"Now for today's class we will be learning to make things fly, or the art of levitation. The spell or charm, if you will, that you use for that is Wingardium Leviosa. Now everyone repeat after me. Wingardium Leviosa." Flitwick said.
"Wingardium Leviosa," the class said.
"Good, very good, class," Flitwick said. "Now for the wand movement. It's swish and flick." He did the motions as he said the words. "Now follow my movement." He did the motions again and asked us to do it.
"Excellent. Now we'll do both of them together with these feathers. Would someone be so kind and pass these out for me," he said holding a box of feathers.
Nobody got up so, Flitwick looked to his roster and picked a student. "Naomi Yaxley." A strawberry blonde, petite girl got up, got the feathers from Professor Flitwick, and began handing them out. Once she handed out all the feathers, she went back to her seat and Flitwick asked us to practice Wingardium Leviosa. Some of us got it on the first couple of tries; others it took forever for them to get their feather to levitate.
"So, Bella," Draco said leaning in towards me after I got my feather to levitate. "I see that you have no problem being able to do magic."
"Why would you think I would have a problem doing magic?" I asked him. "Just because I was raised by Muggles doesn’t mean that I can't do anything that I put my mind to, including magic."
I tried ignoring him for the remainder of class, but he kept talking to me. "I wasn't trying to be mean about it. I was trying to compliment you." I noticed that Pansy was staring at us, and she kept glaring at me.
"Uh-oh, I think your girlfriend would like for you to leave me alone," I said motioning towards Pansy.
Draco didn't even bother turning around, "She wishes. She's not my girlfriend. She just thinks she is. Although our parents expect us to get married, but I'm not even ready to think about that. She's too, immature for me right now." Draco leaned in towards me to look into my eyes. I looked away and began reading some more of chapter one. I concentrated really hard on reading so that I could tune him out. He was still talking to me.
Alohomora
From the Hawaiian "aloha", which means "hello/farewell", and the Latin "mora", which means "obstacle".
This is a fairly basic spell used to open a locked door or window. To perform the charm, point your wand at the door/window you want to unlock, and say "Alohomora". It can unseal doors locked using Colloportus, from which we can deduce that this spell is not very advanced either. If the door is able to be unlocked, you will find the lock is opened. Doors can be locked with more advanced magic that Alohomora is useless against, however, the door will remain locked.
When I finished reading the first chapter, Professor Flitwick dismissed us and asked us to practice our levitation charm that we learned today. I gathered my things quickly and ran out of the room, so I wouldn't have to talk to Draco.
I almost ran into George when I was coming out of the classroom. "Hey, where you going in a hurry?" he questioned me, reaching out and stopping me before I ran into him. "You're not trying to ditch me are you?" he asked with puppy dog eyes.
"No. Draco won't leave me alone," I told him.
"Malfoy!? Do you want me to hex him for you?" George asked whipping his wand out.
"No, but thanks anyways," I said grabbing George and walking off before Draco could come out the door. I wasn't even sure if I was going the right way. I knew that we had lunch next and so I didn't have to worry about conveniently sitting next to Draco. "I don't think I could stand another minute being near him. In both of my classes, it just so happens that I'm the last student in the classroom and his table has the only available seat," I grumbled to George. "That stupid arrogant prat," I mumbled to myself. We arrived to the Great Hall without George having to show me where to go.
"Did you even know where you were going?" asked George.
I shook my head and headed over to Harry. "So, what were your morning classes and how'd they go?" I asked, plopping down next to Harry.
"I had Double Transfiguration with Hufflepuff and Herbology. Ron and I were late for Transfiguration and McGonagall almost had our heads. We made it to Herbology on time 'cause we followed the rest of the class," Harry said. "What about you?"
"Well, I had Double DADA with Ravenclaw and then I had Charms. But get this, George walked me to both of my classes and I ended up being the last student to class, so I had to sit with Draco. He's such a prat," I told him. "My classes were okay besides that fact. Although I really didn't like DADA 'cause it was hard to understand Quirrell with all his stuttering."
While we were eating, I saw that Harry was looking passed me with a horrified expression on his face. "What?" I asked, starting to turn around.
Harry stopped me from turning around. "Um, sis. Draco's coming, I think you might want to find some way to hide."
"Why?" I asked and turned around to see Draco heading my way with flowers in his hands.
"Bloody hell," I whispered and saw George glaring at Draco. He turned to me and I mouthed, 'Help me.' George came over to me and put his arm around my waist.
I don't think Draco noticed, George glaring at him, because when he was finally near me he asked, "Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Back off Malfoy," George said. "She's already my girlfriend. Why don’t you go ask Parkinson to be your girlfriend, I'm sure she'd love to be your girlfriend."
Draco stormed off looking pissed and sat down in between Crabbe and Goyle. I noticed that Pansy was glaring at me, but when she saw that I was looking at her she turned away.
"Thanks, for that, George," I said giving him a hug. "Maybe now he'll leave me alone."
"Your welcome Bella," he replied hugging me back.
I was finished eating so I got up to go to the library. I needed to look up the extra credit for Quirrell, since I was unable to find the answers in any of my books. I was almost to the library when someone pulled me back and into his embrace. I started to look up but noticed that it was George, I could tell by his scent. He smelled like the Axe deodorant. How I loved that smell. I sighed a little and noticed that George was speaking, "Well, since I told Malfoy that you and I are together, I know that we'll have to pretend to be in front of him," George paused. He didn't say anything for a while, so, I looked up at him and noticed that he was blushing, "ButIdon'twanttopretend.Willyoubemygirlfriend?"
"What?" I asked him, although I perfectly knew what he said, I just wanted him to repeat it.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he said a little slower this time.
"Yes," I said wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning into him.
He spun me around and we walked into the library. "So what are you coming to the library for?"
"I need to look the incantation some Charms for my DADA class," I replied.
"What Charms?" George asked.
"The Silencing and Deafening Charms," I answered looking for the librarian.
"Well, it just so happens that I know the incantations for them."
We walked over to a table and I got out my notebook. "What's that?" George asked, pointing to my notebook.
"It's a Muggles way of writing things down, instead of using parchment. I'm using it to write notes that way I can right faster. I'm not used to writing with quill and ink yet," I said.
I copied down the incantation that George told me for each of the charms and put my notebook back in my bag.
"So do you have a class at one o'clock?" I asked George when we were walking out of the library.
"Yes, unfortunately, I do. You?"
"No, I have a free period."
"Well, I have Herbology, but if you want to sit out in the courtyard or someplace where I can find you afterwards, I'll walk you to your next class," George said, smiling.
"Okay, I think I'll sit near a tree or something and copy my homework down to a piece a parchment while I wait." We walked outside and I sat down on a bench under a tree.
"I'm going to head to class now," George said, bending down and kissing my cheek. "I'll see you in about an hour." I watched him walk off, watching his butt as he was walking away.
'He's sure does have a cute butt,' I thought.
"Hey, Bella. What's that look on your face for? I hope it's 'cause you saw me," Draco said, coming up to me.
'Here we go,' I thought. I turned away and got out my notebook, a textbook, parchment, quill, and ink. I placed my parchment on top of the textbook, so I'd have a hard surface to write on. After opening my notebook, turning it to my notes for DADA, and dipping my quill in the ink; I began copying my answers to the parchment. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw Draco sitting down on the concrete bench next to me.
"We could be great together," Draco said. "If you'd just leave that blood traitor weasel of yours."
"Listen here, Malfoy. Don't talk about my boyfriend like that." I grabbed my stuff and started to walk away. "And another thing, leave me alone."
"So, it's Malfoy, now is it. Well, maybe then I'll start calling you Potter." I pointed my wand at him and was about to hex him, but my brother walked up.
"What's going on here?" Harry asked, looking from me to Draco and back to me.
"Well this dimwitted git, doesn't know the meaning of the word 'no.' And he just insulted George," I told him, my wand still pointing at Draco.
"Come on sis, he's not worth it," Harry said. Before Harry and I could walk away, Crabbe and Goyle come up to Draco.
"Watch it, Potter," Goyle said, shoving his way past Harry.
When Crabbe and Goyle reached Draco, Draco said, "Come on boys; let's go find some Gryffindors to pick on." The trio walked off and headed towards the castle.
I mumbled angrily as they left, "Stupid bloody prat. Thinks he can get whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Well, I'll show that arrogant git, who he's dealing with."
"So what's going on between George and you?" Harry interrupted my mumbling.
I blushed and stuttered, "I-I'm his g-g-girl-girlfriend."
Harry laughed and said, "Well, good for you. I knew there was something going on between you two. When you walked off after breakfast, I saw him get up and follow you out. I also, saw him walking you to your classes, and then when you stormed out of the Great Hall after lunch today, he ran after you then, as well."
I finished writing out my homework for DADA, while Harry and I sat on the bench talking about our classes, so far, and our houses.
"There you are Harry," a voice called out from the corridor. Ron stepped out into the courtyard.
"Hey, Ron," Harry and I both said.
"Hey, Bella," Ron said. "So, what's going on between you and my brother?"
"Which one?" I said, jokingly. "You have at least three that are here."
"B-but," Ron stammered.
"I'm only joking," I said, laughing. "I know which one your talking about. Why don't you ask him yourself. Here he comes now." I skipped up to George and gave him a hug. "How was Herbology?"
"Eh, it was okay. Professor Sprout just went over the syllabus for the year. Did you finish copying your DADA homework?"
"Yeah, but Malfoy interrupted me before I could really begin. He's such a git."
"So, what's going on between you two?" Ron asked, when we got back to the bench.
"None of your bloody business. Now if you two nosy sods don't mind, I'm taking Bella to her next class."
"Bye!" I looked at Harry begging him not to tell Ron what was really going on. I gathered my things up and we headed inside.
"What class are we headed to?" George asked.
"Transfiguration." George took a hold of my hand and we walked hand-in-hand to my next class.
"I have class until four o'clock, so if you want to walk me to each class, I would more than love it, but if you don't want to, that's fine as well," George said when we got near my class.
"Actually I was thinking of sitting near the lake, maybe reading or something."
"Okay, then. See ya later." George leaned down and kissed my cheek before walking off to his class.
This time, when we got to class there was a seat left other than one with Malfoy. I took it as soon as I saw it before somebody else took it. It was next to Naomi. "Hey," I said as soon as I sat down.
"Hey," she said starting to get up.
"Please don't get up and move, I really don’t want to sit next to Draco. He's been bugging me all day."
She sat back down and we turned to the front of the class. I saw a cat sitting on the desk, looking at the class. 'Hmm,' I thought. 'I wonder where McGonagall is?' I began copying what I saw on the blackboard.
About ten minutes into the class, the cat jumped off the desk and turned into McGonagall. "Wow," most of the class said.
"In this class you will be learning the art of Transfiguration, or the process of turning something into something else."
McGonagall asked us to get out our textbooks. I got out my copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch and turned it to the first chapter.
* * * After class, I went out to the lake and sat under a tree. I got out Twilight, and began reading it. "Do you mind if I joined you?" a voice asked. I recognized it at George's voice immediately. I nodded my head and put my book up. "So how was your first day at Hogwarts?" George asked sitting down next to me.
"I enjoyed it. It went by so fast and I was in a daze almost all day. I paid attention in class, but I was still in a daze whenever there was free time," I said, blushing because I was thinking about George the whole day, whenever I could. George started chuckling softly. "Hey, what's so funny?" I asked, playfully hitting him on the arm.
"Oh, nothing… (laugh) it's just that… (laugh) I was in a daze all day, too," he replied leaning towards me.
"Hey, mate," Fred said, heading towards us. George and I broke apart. "You ready to do that thing?" Fred asked George.
"Oh, yeah, sure," George replied, shaking his head.
"You didn't forget about it, did you?" Fred asked.
George blushed and said, "NO!! I was asking Bella here if she would join us. And she was about to say…."
"Yes, I was about to say yes," I answered for him. Fred headed off and we started to follow him. "What am I agreeing to do?" I asked George.
"Oh, we're doing a back to school prank. We were going to jinx the Slytherins…" George began. He looked at me and said, "Maybe we'll change it. Oi, Fred." Fred turned around.
"Yeah, George."
"Well, I was thinking that maybe we can pull this prank on somebody else," he said, looking back at me.
"Its okay, George. I don't mind, I mean, it's a chance to get Malfoy," I said, smiling evilly.
"Uh-oh," Fred said, "I think we'll have another partner in crime."
"You bet your arse."
"I think she's following in her father's footsteps," Fred said.
"Huh?" I asked him
"Well, your father and his four best friends, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. They were called the Marauders. And they did all kinds of pranks. We're trying to outdo them," Fred said.
"How do you know this?" I asked him.
"Sometimes we hear the Professors talking about us and them. They compare us. We also hear Filch mutter to himself about the trouble that they put him through," said George.
"So what's this prank we're going to pull on the Slytherins?" I asked.
"Well, we're going to the kitchens and putting this potion in their food, to make them turn green. It'll wear off in a couple of days, and there's no way to reverse it. At least, we haven't found an antidote," replied Fred.
"And you weren't going to tell me," I scoffed at George.
"I was going to tell you not to eat with them and to eat with me instead," George said coming up with an excuse on the spot.
"Uh-huh, sure you were," my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You're right, I wasn't because I completely forgot about the prank until just now," George said. "But I'm telling you now. Don’t eat with them. Would you eat with me at Gryffindor table instead?"
"Why yes, I would love to eat with you."
Fred got out this folded piece of parchment. "What's that for?" I asked.
"This is what we've been using to help us get around," he said. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," he muttered and tapped his wand to the parchment. Words began to appear on the parchment and Fred unfolded it. I saw footprints all over the place and names were above the footprints.
"Wow," I said. "This is bloody brilliant. Where'd you get it?"
"We nicked it from Filch's office," George said.
"Okay, looks like the coast is clear," Fred said. "Mischief managed." He tapped his wand to the parchment again and the writing vanished. We made our way down to the kitchens without bumping into any professors. We checked the map every so often to make sure there weren't any professors around before we stopped. I looked up and saw a tapestry of painted fruit. George leaned over and tickled the pear. The painting moved to reveal a door. Fred opened the door and said, "Ladies first." I looked skeptic, but George just smiled and told me to go on. I stepped inside to see a bunch of little people running around cooking.
"What are they?" I whispered to George when he was inside the kitchen.
"They're house-elves," George whispered back.
A house-elf came up and said, "What can Loppy do for you miss?"
While another house-elf went up to Fred and George, "Welcome back, Mr. and Mr. Weasley. Is there anything I can do for you or the miss's?"
"Yes, there is," Fred said.
"We would," George began.
"Like for you."
"To put this," George held up a vial.
"In the Slytherins food."
"But the miss's, she's a Slytherin. Is she not?" the house-elf looked over to me and saw my robe.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to be eating with the rest of my house. I'm joining the Gryffindors tonight," I said.
The house-elf checked the vial to make sure that it wasn't anything dangerous and he put it in the Slytherins' drinks. I noticed that there were four tables set up just like they were in the Great Hall.
"It's almost dinner time," Loppy said to me.
"Okay, thanks for telling me. I guess we should head back," I told the boys. They thanked the house-elf who put the potion in the Slytherins' drinks and we headed out. Checking the map before we walked out.
We made our way up and into the Great Hall, just before most students had arrived. We saw a third year boy sitting with three other girls. He looked at Fred and George and raised his eyebrow. They both smiled and sat down. I sat down next to George.
"So what are you two doing hanging out with a first year?" one of the girls asked. She turned to me and said, "No offense."
I shrugged, George blushed and Fred said, "She's our new partner in crime. Bella this is Lee Jordan, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, and Alicia Spinnet. Guys this is Bella Potter."
"Oi, Bella," Harry said, sitting down next to me. "How'd your last class go? Malfoy didn't bug you did he?"
"No, there was another seat left, when I got in the class, so I took it and begged the girl I was sitting next to, not to move. What about you? How'd your last class go?"
Harry was about to respond, but Ron sat down across from him, "Bloody hell, does that girl never stop being annoying." I turned to look at Ron and saw that he was staring at Hermione. She was carrying a ton of books.
"What's the matter with studying, Ron?" I asked him turning back to him. "The more you know, the better chance you'll succeed in life. And besides, just because somebody is smart, doesn't make them annoying."
Ron glared at me and turned to Harry, "How do you put up with her?"
"You get used to it," Harry said. I punched him on the arm and he turned to me, winking.
"And how many times have I saved your arse from Dudley and his gang?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Too many to count," Harry muttered.
"Exactly," I replied smiling. "Although, it's not that hard to outsmart, our dear cousin. He's so bloody stupid. I swear, if it wasn't for his friends, he would've failed every grade."
"That's true," Harry agreed.
"It's funny how Crabbe and Goyle remind me of Dudley. Well, it's not really funny, like haha funny, more like ironic funny," I said to Harry.
"You know, you're right. Except for the fact that Crabbe and Goyle aren't the leader of their trio. They're just goons. Malfoy is the brains of their group."
When everybody was in the Great Hall, dinner began. I could feel George's thigh pressed up against mine while we ate. I kept an eye on the Slytherin, while I ate. I didn't see anything. I turned to George and he whispered that it took about fifteen minutes for it to start to work. I turned back to the Slytherin table and saw that everyone was turning green. I heard Malfoy yell out, "Crabbe, Goyle, you're turning green." They looked up from where they were digging in their food. I guess they told Malfoy because he jumped up and ran over to us. "I'll get you for this, Potter," he said to me.
"And why would you think that I had something to do with this?" I asked him, suppressing my urge to laugh.
"Well, let me think. Because you're not sitting with your fellow Slytherins, that's why."
"And did it occur to you that maybe I want to eat with my brother," I said, nodding towards Harry. "Just because we're in different houses doesn’t mean that I don't want to share a meal with him, every now and then."
"Yes, I'm sure that's why. Are you sure it's not so that you can eat with the Weasel?" Draco said glaring at George.
"So, what if it is?" I replied. "Why would you care who I ate with? I've already told you once, Malfoy, I am not interested in you. Now, why don't you run along and talk to Pansy about that. She'd be more than glad to be with you." Malfoy stormed out of the Great Hall, muttering as he went. I turned back to look at the Slytherin table to see if Audrey was there, I didn't see her. 'Good,' I thought. 'Maybe she's too busy studying or something.' I turned to see Pansy glaring at me from the Slytherin table.
"Uh-oh," Harry said. "I think you'd better watch your back tonight. Pansy might do something to you in your sleep."
"I'm not scared of her. She may have more experience in the magical world, but I can always just kick her arse," I said. I turned back to my meal, and didn't think anything of Pansy, Malfoy or the rest of the Slytherins. I got up and headed to the library, to finish my homework from my other classes. I had just walked out of the Great Hall, when somebody slammed me against the wall, my head hitting the wall. I reached back and saw blood coming from the back of my head. I looked and saw Pansy in my face. "What do you want?" I asked her, my head pounding.
"I want you to stay away from Draco," she said.
"Try telling him that. He doesn’t get the fact that I want nothing to do with him. So don't worry, I'll stay away from him, as much as he'll let me," I snorted when I saw Pansy turning green.
"What are you snorting at?" she hissed at me.
"Nothing, it's just that you thought there was something going on between Draco and me," I lied. "Now, if you'll excuse me." I pushed past her and headed to my destination.
When I got to the library, I found a nice, comfy chair to sit on and finish my homework. I finished my homework and got out my book. I tried to read, but my head hurt from where Pansy pushed me up against the wall. I closed my eyes to alleviate the pain.
"Bella?" I heard someone say. I opened my eyes to find George standing above me.
"How'd you get in my dorm?" I said sleepily.
"You're not in your dorm. You're in the library," George said.
"Oh," I bent down to put my book in my backpack.
"Why is there blood in your hair?" I heard George say.
"How can you tell there's blood, I have red hair?" I felt the back of my head and brought my hand back to the front. My head was still bleeding.
"I need to get you to the hospital wing. Come on," George said, picking up my stuff and carrying it for me.
When we got to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey asked me what was wrong.
I was trying to remember, I could barely think over the pain in my head. "Pansy pushed me up against a wall. I banged my head," I said after remembering.
"Pansy did this to you?" George asked.
"Yeah, she was warning me to stay away from Malfoy. Ha, like I want to be anywhere near him, unless I absolutely have to."
"Mr. Weasley would you go alert the Headmaster, and tell him that I need to speak with him."
George walked off and went to get Dumbledore.
"Here, take this," Madam Pomfrey handed me a vial. "It'll help with the headache. You might want to lay down, as well. The potion makes you dizzy for the first couple of minutes." She walked away to tend to other patients. I saw that Audrey was sleeping in a bed, not far from where I was sitting.
I noticed that her skin wasn't green. 'Good,' I thought. 'That means she wasn't in the Great Hall tonight.'
I layed down on the bed, and closed my eyes. Madam Pomfrey was right. I was getting dizzy.
"Miss Potter," I heard a gentle voice say. I opened my eyes to see Dumbledore standing over me.
"Hi, Professor," I said, sitting up against the headboard.
"Mr. Weasley, would you like to stay with Miss Potter?" Dumbledore asked George, who was standing at the foot of the bed.
George nodded his head and Dumbledore said, "Very well. Now, Bella, what happened tonight?"
"Well, as you may recall, those that were eating at the Slytherin table turned green. And Malfoy, I mean Draco, came up to me saying that he knew I had something to do with it. I told him that I didn't know what he was talking about, and that he needed to leave me alone; I wasn't interested in him. Then I told him to go bug Pansy. He stormed out of the Great Hall. I remembered that I had some homework to finish, so I to go finish it. I didn't want Draco bothering me, so I went to the library. On the way there Pansy, pushed me up against the wall, making my head slam up against it. She confronted me saying that I needed to leave Draco alone. I laughed and said that she could have him. And that she should tell him that, because he had no problem bothering me. I told her that I needed to do something, so I left. I got to the library and finished my homework. I opened a book that I was reading, and closed my eyes. I must've fallen asleep, 'cause when I opened my eyes, George was standing over me. He asked my why there was blood on my head and I couldn't remember for a second. Then we headed here. And you should know the rest."
"Ah yes," Dumbledore said. "That was a mighty swell prank that you played on your house."
"How-?" I asked.
"I know the Weasley twins, I see they've recruited you," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "I remember being young once, myself."
I looked down at my hands, and was thinking about the trouble that I'd get in because of this prank.
"Don't worry, my dear. No harm, no foul. No one will have to know who did this. Now, about Pansy. I shall speak with your head of house, to see the course of action that needs to be taken." Dumbledore turned to George and said, "Mr. Weasley, I will notify Madam Pomfrey, that you will be staying with Miss Potter tonight." He began to walk off and said, "Sleep well."
George walked up to me and looked at my head. "The bleeding stopped. That's good."
"Head wounds always bleed severely," I told him.
Dumbledore came back. "I almost forgot, I sent one of the house-elves to get your pajamas," with that, he walked out the room and shut the doors behind him.
I heard a pop, a second later. I turned to see the house-elf, Loppy holding my pajamas. "Thanks, Loppy," I said.
She blushed and said, "Anytime. If there is anything you need, just say Loppy's name, and I'll appear." She turned to George and said. "Here you go Mr. Weasley." She snapped her fingers and vanished with a puff of smoke.
I turned towards George, smiled weakly, grabbed the privacy curtain, and pulled it shut around the bed. I took off my clothes and put on my pajamas. I opened the curtain back up to see that George had changed into his pajamas as well. The overhead lights flicked off. "I guess that’s our cue to go to bed," I said. I got under the covers and said, "Good night, George. Thanks for staying with me."
I turned over and closed my eyes. That night, I had a nightmare. I woke up, sweating and breathing really hard. I looked to see if I had woken George up, but he was still asleep. I got up out of bed, and went to the bathroom. When I got out, I bumped into something. "Oh, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. It was my fault," a sleepy voice said. I looked up to find…….
…..George. "Oh, I didn't mean to wake you up." I figured that I woke him up when I passed his bed to go to the bathroom.
"You didn't wake me up," he said, his arms still around me.
"Um, George, are you going to let me go. I like being in your arms, but we are kinda blocking the bathroom, if anyone needs it."
"Oh, yeah," he said, letting me go. He walked in the bathroom and I went back to bed. I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I woke up screaming this time. George ran over to me and hugged me to him. "What's the matter, Bella?" he asked with his wand out.
"I'm okay. I just had a nightmare is all. Would you mind laying down next to me until I fall asleep again?" I asked.
George turned a bright shade of red and responded, "Sure."
I layed down in bed, pulling the covers over my body. George came over and layed down beside me.
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