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It was a week later, and I was just starting to get the hang of things. My first class was Transfiguration, which wasn't good since it was taught by McGonagall, and I was late. At first glance, she gives off the aura of someone who doesn't tolerate tardy students. I grabbed my wand, a binder of looseleaf paper, and my backpack, and ran downstairs.

When I got to McGonagall’s classroom, everyone was practicing the wingardium leviosa spell – the one that levitates things. I sat down beside a short girl with a white birch wand who seemed to be having more than a little trouble. “Hi,” I said, taking my cherrywood wand from my bag. “I’m Gabrielle,” “I’m Eva,” the girl said, then resumed her work. “Wingardium leviosa!” Eva said, frustrated. “Flippin’ wingardium leviosa!” “Here, let me help,” I said. “Wingardium leviosa!” The feather rose up, and I waved my wand to send it spinning in circles in the air. “Wow!” Eva said, grinning. “No problem,” I said, and set to making my own feather rise up.

After lunch that day, I went outside. It was getting really stuffy inside the castle, and no one wanted to stay inside for long. I was just about to sit down when I saw a figure riding gracefully through the sky. I figured she must have been at least a third year – I mean, this girl was amazing. “Hey!” I called up to her, and she gracefully landed and dismounted in front of me.

“Hi!” she said. “Mallory Skinner!” I said, finally realizing who she was. “The star Ravenclaw seeker! What year are you?” “Just first,” she said, shrugging. “I thought you were a third year!” Mallory laughed, shaking her head. Her shoulder-length brown curls flew back and forth. “Could you teach me to be that good?” I asked her. “Sure!” Mallory smiled. “But it takes practice. I wasn’t born good!”

I decided that I should go back in, so I said goodbye to Mallory and walked toward Hogwarts. I was looking up at the sky, marveling at how blue the sky was, when I ran smack into another Gryffindor. “Oooff!” She said, and we both fell to the ground. “Sorry,” I said to the girl, who had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She smiled. “No harm done. It was my fault, too. I’ve been so preoccupied, now that I’m the seeker…” “So you’re Alex Slobodian?” I asked. Alex nodded. “Yep. I better be going now – I’ve got to practice a little. But you’re in Gryffindor, right?” I nodded. “Then I’ll see you in class!” “Bye!” I walked through the door, satisfied.

The next class was History of Magic. I found a seat near the front of the room and began to take notes from my textbook while everyone filed in. About five minutes later, a Chinese girl sat down beside me. “Hello! I’m Tina!” she said. “Hi, I’m Gabrielle!” We couldn’t talk for long, though, since the teacher had just started the lesson. Tina was a great help to me though, later in the lesson, because she seemed to know all the answers.

That night, I lay in my four-poster bed, thinking happily through the day, and how I had made four new friends.
 

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