Before I begin writing this chapter, I want to thank Some_random_person, Ginevra Hope, and Maddi H. for reviewing my last chapter and encouraging me. Now I'm doing a Hermione POV chapter, and Ginny's next. Please review!
Today is the first day of class! I'm so excited, I read through all my books yesterday. I'd already read them all a couple dozen times before, but it's always good to make sure I've got everything. Every year, the day we start class, I get this tingling excited feeling, and this yearning to get to class already.
I went down to the common room after making sure I had all my books, just in time to see Ron bark something at a first year, who fell out of the portrait hole in shock. I was about to ask Ron what he thought he was doing when I caught a snatch of what he was saying." -Whole periods when we can sit up here and relax."
I sighed."We need those for studying, Ron." Obviously!
Ron said something to me, but I wasn't listening, because I had just seen a boy try to walk by with a Fanged Frisbee. Those weren't allowed!"Hold it! Fanged Frisbees are banned, hand it over." He threw me a look that made me want to put him in detention and shoved it at me. Better give it to Filch. Ron looked delighted and pulled it out of my grasp. "Excellent, I've always wanted one of these."
I snapped,"Ron, I didn't confiscate it so you could break the rules too." But no one heard that, because a loud, girlish erupted from Lavender Brown's mouth, and she walked off still laughing, looking at Ron over her shoulder on the way. Ron looked very smug indeed. Suddenly, I felt such a strong surge of hate toward Lavender that I wanted to jinx her on the spot. It was inexplicable, and I had no good reason, so I shook my head to clear it and headed to the Great Hall with Ron and Harry. On the way, I caught sight of Ginny surrounded with her usual crowd of friends. She caught me looking and smiled.
By the time we arrived an the Great hall, I had half forgotten about Lavender. I got that excited feeling again, and it was now so strong I could barely eat, so I resigned to merely watching Ron shoveling eggs into his mouth after a few bites. It was only when I realized that I was enjoying watching Ron eat that I tore my eyes away from him. Then I realized that Lavender was doing the exact same thing as me. As she stared, she had an expression that I recognized. No. Way. Lavender Brown was crushing on Ron. My Ron. Wait, what was I thinking? Ron wasn't mine, we were just friends. But suddenly I wished Ron had looked pleased about something I said, not Lavender.
I caught sight of Hagrid waving at us at the teacher's table and felt a surge of guilt. I wasn't going to learn Care of Magical Creatures anymore, and Hagrid didn't know. Harry, Ron, and I were Hagrid's favorite students, it would kill him if we weren't in his classes. I turned to Harry and Ron."He doesn't expect us continue in hes classes, does he?"
Ron gulped down an egg, causing Lavender to sigh."We were kind of the only ones who made an effort in his classes. He thinks we like the stupid subject. Do you think anyone will continue in N.E.W.T.?
I looked down and didn't answer. Harry didn't say anything either. We all knew that pretty much everyone hated Hagrid's class.
I tried to look somewhere besides at Hagrid and Lavender, and found myself staring at Luna Lovegood. She sitting alone and absentmindedly stirring her pumpkin juice with some strange blue fruit. I decided to slip away unnoticed and talk to her. I hadn't thought much of her last year, but times change. She was in desperate need of friends, just like I was before Harry and Ron were friends with me.
As I slipped away from Harry and Ron, Ginny beamed when she saw where I was headed. Ginny was one of Luna's only friends, and tried to make me see the good in Luna the entire last year. Ginny knew Luna needed more friends, and asked me to try to understand. As ludicrous as her father's magazine was, it was fairly interesting, and Luna was a very brave person who risked her life to help Harry try to save Sirius.
I walked right over to the Ravenclaw table and asked Luna,"Erm, can I...sit here?"
She looked mildly surprised. "...Sorry?"
Ginny obviously sensed that Luna might refuse, so she came over and said,"Hey, can I sit with you guys?"
Luna looked slightly more surprised."Oh...okay."
We sat down. For an awkward moment there was silence. Then I said, "How was your summer, Luna?"
"Oh, it was nice," she said dreamily."Daddy and I went looking for Crumple-horned Snorkacks. I think we saw one distantly, but I can't be sure." Ginny looked amused to the point that she was fighting a smile." I'm fairly sure that we saw a Blibbering Humdinger, its yellow stripes in the antennae were unmistakable."
I had to admit it was kind of fun talking to Luna. Ginny's eyes fell on the blue fruit that was now bobbing along at the top of Luna's pumpkin juice. "Luna, what is that?"
"Oh that's a Dirigible Plum," she said, looking quite pleased Ginny had asked."They steer themselves, you know. Daddy has a very healthy plantation of them. But recently we think there are people stealing them, we're thinking of putting up a sign to warn them to keep off our plums, they're quite valuable, you see."
I realized how long we had been talking and stood up. "I need to go, Luna. See you!"
Then I went back to the Gryffindor table. I saw Professor Mcgonagall stand up and my cheerfulness about talking to Luna was replaced by nervousness. What if Professor Mcgonagall wouldn't let me continue with all my classes. When I stepped nervously up to her and showed her my schedule and what I applied for. To my relief, she immediately let me run off to Arithmancy after saying, "I know you have everything, Miss Granger."
Arithmancy was fascinating, but Lavender's laugh and Ron's satisfied look kept drifting across my mind. I left class trying to remember what on earth pedio machis meant. I had time in the break before DADA class to look it up and do my assignment, and I remembered it meant 'battlefield' and I went to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
As soon as I entered the classroom, I knew Snape had already altered it. There were the most horrific pictures on the wall, the curtains were all closed, and there was a gloomy air in the room.
We spent the class trying to jinx each other without speaking. I had already mastered nonverbal spells, so that was no problem. The problem was I didn't approve of jinxing fellow classmates.
After that was Potions. I was very curious about Professor Slughorn, because Harry said he had no idea whether he was a good teacher or not. I made sure I had all my potions supplies before entering the dungeon.
The dungeon was already full of strange vapor and smells and potions, and I took to trying to recognise all of them and mutter them under my breath."Wolfsbane...Polyjuice...hair thickening...Veritaserum..."
I sat at a table with Ernie, Harry and Ron. I was now excited, Professor Slughorn seemed very interesting so far. A potion in a gold cauldron sent a wonderful smell toward me... new parchment...Ron... wait, what?
I seemed to have blanked out. I saw Harry and Ron taking old and dirty books and potion supplies from a balding, plump man I took to be Professor Slughorn. He asked us to name Veritaserum, and I put my had up as quickly as humanly possible. He called on me. "It's Veritaserum, a colorless, odorless truth potion."
He said,"Very good, very good. " H pointed at some Polyjuice potion and I named it. Harry, Ron, and I grinned at each other, remembering brewing it ourselves in our second year. He pointed to another potion and said,'Now this one... yes, my dear?"
"It's Amortentia, the most powerful love potion in the world! It smells differently to everyone, according to what attracts us, and I can smell-" I sniffed."Freshly mown grass and new parchment and R-"
I hoped my face wasn't flamingo. How could I almost say Ron? He said,"May I ask your name?"
He asked me if I was related to some wizard, and I accidentally told him I was Muggle-born.
He said,"Oho! 'One of my friends is muggle-born, and she's the best in our year!' Is this the very friend you speak of, Harry?"
I was utterly delighted."Harry, did you really tell him I'm the best in the year?"
Ron scowled,"How's that impressive? You are the best in the year."
He showed us Felix Felicis, a lucky potion, and told us the person to make the best draught of living death would win it. I stood up at once and set up my cauldron. I was fine until we had to juice a beetle. My silver knife just wasn't cutting right. I tried and tried, but only got a little juice. I looked up and saw Harry tipping about five times as much juice into his cauldron and it turned lilac. "How are you doing that?" I asked, half annoyed, half impressed.
At the end of class, Slughorn looked at all our potions and, somehow, Harry, yes Harry, won the Felix Felicis. I was really mad. HOw could this happen? I had read the potion book cover to cover and I didn't win. How?
After class, I told Harry off for using different instructions than me. How could he? It could have been dangerous! I yanked Harry's book away and tapped the cover. "Specialis Revelio!"
It stayed the same. "Well," I said grudgingly."It seems to be... just a textbook."
Harry took it away.
Okay this is probably the longest chapter I've ever written. Review if you like it!
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