Chapter 8 : Chapter Seven: The First Day
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Author's Note: I would like to start off by saying "OHMIGOD I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE!" Unfortunately, no one begged me to update, so I feel as if I am wasting my time by doing so. TOTALLY KIDDING! But I will explain the reason it's taken so long. I have this obsession with making things perfect, and the chapters were bugging me, so I edited them, as well as made new chappie images for them because those were bugging me as well. I am very neurotic that way, and it will probably happen a lot. So don't mind me. I also thought this was really funny, but when I was looking in my Yearbook from this past year, I noticed one of my friends who is obsessed with Harry Potter and graduating this year (she put Harry Potter references in her Grad comment), I looked at what she was voted as. It was "Best Secret Keeper". Ohmigod, I started laughing hysterically, and she was probably very pleased by that. Also, I wrote a one-shot! YAY! Except I can't put it up for a while, until I make a banner and a chapter image for it at least. And it can't come in until I have at least the chapter with the Yule Ball in it. Which is like, Chapter something or other. Too lazy to look. And do not fear, I have ALL my rough copies done, it's just getting the good copies done that's getting on my nerves. Oh well. And as of today there is 130 days until Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out to theatres and 70 days until the Season 3 premiere of Heroes! I'm so excited! Every time I see something about either I go into a state and like, hyperventilate. It's funny. Anyways, I'll stop boring you and let you read.
The next morning I woke up to the sun streaming directly into my eyes, and let's just say that this isn't the nicest way to wake up.
"I thought I closed the hangings before I went to sleep," I mumbled to myself, rubbing at my eyes. When my vision was clear I could see that little devil of a cat sitting on top of me, a cattish smirk spread across his face. "Sono! Did you do this?" He just nodded his head in response. "Well Sono darling, please do away as I do not want to lose the wonderful dream I was having," I stated. That's what this all had to be. A very wonderful but cruel dream.
Wait...if Sono was here...
"YES! IT WASN'T A DREAM!" I screamed excitedly, jumping up and down on my bed while being careful not to hit my head. Oh, what the heck. Throw caution to the wind! I was at Hogwarts!
"SHUT UP!" One of the girls yelled at me.
"I can't! I'M ACTUALLY AT HOGWARTS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Well, not that I'm not going to get anymore sleep..." Hermione said, giving me a look before heading to the washroom. Everyone else started doing the same thing except for Lindsay who could sleep though anything. Well, almost anything.
"I think some ice cold water would do the trick," I said, speaking my thoughts out loud before snapping my fingers, conjuring a bucket of ice water to empty on Lindsay.
"AHH!" Lindsay screamed at the top of her lungs, being so shocked that she fell out of her bed.
"Get up you lazy slug," I said, dropping the bucket on the ground before going into my wardrobe and grabbing my uniform. I walked into one of the bathroom stalls, quickly taking off my pajamas and putting on my uniform in its place. I walked over to the mirrors where I had spread out all of my cosmetics and hair products, as well as my toiletries. I quickly put on a bit of mascara and blush before walking out to see how I looked.
I had on a black pleated skirt that reached just above my knees, red and gold striped knee socks, a white collared shirt with a red and gold striped tie around the neck, a black sweater, black robes with the Gryffindor crest on them and a pair of black ballet flats.
I put a black, silky headband into my straight hair before walking over to where Sono's food was. I took some in my hand and offered it to Sono who refused it.
"Why don't you like your food? It's yummy!" I exclaimed. He just stood there patiently as if waiting for something else. "Okay, fine. You win! But all I have is jellybeans with me." I took a few in my hand and held them out to Sono who ate them gratefully. "You are so weird, cat," I said. "During one of my breaks, we're going down to the kitchen to find out what else you like because you obviously don't like normal cat food. So during the break Sono, meet me in the kitchens."
I grabbed my book bad, which was just a very large white, canvas bag with "I love singing" written all over it in different colors and swung it over my shoulder. The bag was virtually empty except for a few quills, some ink and a few pieces of parchment. I figured that instead of bringing all of my books to all of my classes today, I could just zap my books into it once I knew what my classes were for the day.
I skipped down to the Great Hall where McGonagall was just going down the table to hand out the class schedules. I sat down at the table and helped myself to a few pancakes with lots of syrup.
"Miss Williams, which electives would you like to take?"
"Um...Care of Magical Creatures and Divination please," I said as she tapped her wand against a piece of parchment before handing it to me.
"Hmm..." I said to myself as I looked it over. Today was Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures and then Double Divination. Tomorrow was History of Magic, Herbology and then Double Potions. Wednesday was Divination, Charms and Double Transfiguration, Thursday was Transfiguration, Care of Magical Creatures and Double Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Friday was History of Magic, Charms and then Double Potions.
I continued eating slowly, watching my surroundings. Sometimes I would just watch what was going on around me rather than get involved. Listened to what people were saying and that sort of thing.
I was kind of confused at the moment to be honest. What was I doing here? I wasn't going to fit in! This was freakin' Hogwarts! It was supposed to be make believe, yet I was still here. I already knew what was going to happen! This was definitely going to be an interesting year.
"Hey Emily!" A familiar voice called out.
"Harry!" I exclaimed in response.
"Excited for your first day?" Harry asked, taking a seat beside me as I continued to eat my pancakes.
"Of course!" I answered before letting out a high-pitched scream. "I WAS EATING!"
"And I was sleeping, so now we're even," Lindsay pointed out, taking a seat on the other side of me.
"Why do people always poke my sides?" I asked to nobody in particular, pouting while Lindsay and Harry laughed.
"Because you always scream and it's hilarious," Lindsay said, putting some pancakes onto her own plate.
"If I'm expecting it I don't," I said, sticking my tongue out at her before screaming again. "HARRY! That was just mean. Stay away from my sides you evil, evil person. And besides Lindsay, you're the one who was screaming 'EVIL SCABBY FACE!' and hiding behind a pillow all through 'The Messengers'."
I stuffed a whole pancake into my mouth after my retort. Lindsay stuck her tongue out at me and I started laughing, which turned into choking on the aforementioned pancake. I turned away from Harry and spit it out onto my plate before taking a drink to settle my lungs down.
"Great, so you won't let him see it, but you make me," Lindsay said, looking disgusted before I waved my hand over it and made it disappear.
"Well, sorry," I sassed her as Harry turned around and began talking to Ron who had just sat down beside him and started conversing. "So what were you doing with the twins yesterday?"
"Oh, so no details for moi?" I asked, pretending to be hurt by her actions.
"Well," Lindsay started, lowering her voice so no one around us could hear, "they want me to be part of their team and help with their products. They're only just starting so I have to be very, very careful about what I say."
I nodded in agreement. "So Miss Lindsay, I do believe we have Herbology first thing on this fine day," I said in a posh British accent. At least, what I called my posh British accent.
"Will you lovely gentlemen be accompanying us?" Lindsay asked, using the same kind of posh British voice.
"But of course," Harry said, grinning. He was so lucky. He didn't have to use a fake British accent, because he had a British accent naturally! Lucky freakin' duck.
"You guys are weird," Ron stated bluntly.
"Ah, but my dear Ronald, if you are not weird, you are normal. And being normal is therefore so overrated," I said in my posh voice before the two of us girls burst out laughing.
"Okay then..." Ron said as he got up, Harry following suit. They started walking ahead of us as Lindsay and I got up. We linked arms and started skipping to the greenhouse, constantly stopping to get directions from Harry and Ron, who were now having to run to catch up to us before we all walked into the greenhouse.
"Okay class, let's begin," Professor Sprout said a few minutes later, once everyone had shown up. We had all gotten into groups of five or six and were working with the Bubotubers.
These things were absolutely revolting. They were like big, black slugs coming out of a pot and we had to squeeze the pus out of it and into little bottles. Let's just say that is was not a fun class for me, but Neville sure seemed to be in his glory.
Soon, it was time for Care of Magical Creatures and Harry volunteered to show me the way. "So how do you like Hogwarts so far?" He asked.
"Well, all Iíve had so far is Herbology, and that was pretty disgusting," I said.
"I agree with that, but I meant Hogwarts in general," He said.
"Pretty amazing," I said, smiling as we came up to Hagrid's hut.
"Mornin'," Hagrid said. "We jus' have to wait fer the Slytherins. Yer all in for a treat today! Blast-Ended Skrewts!"
I shuddered. I remembered reading about them. They were supposed to look like pale, deformed, shell-less lobsters. And now, seeing them in person made me think that the description in the books was pretty accurate.
The rest of the lesson went on with us attempting to feed them, which let me tell you was not a very pleasant experience.
Lunch went by quickly, and I figured out that Sono likes all human food except for milk and fish. What a weird cat.
Anyways, I had Double Divination for my last lesson which was pretty fun, except for the extra homework that was assigned because of Ron's smartass remark. Let's recap, shall we?
I had left Lindsay and Emilie to try and figure out their "planets", as I already knew mine. I was now crawling over to see what Harry and Ron were doing.
"Hey guys," I whispered.
"Are you already done?" Ron asked, looking amazed.
"Yeah," I said. "It's super easy. I was born under the Sun. That's my planet."
"How do you know?" Ron asked.
"One, I was born in August. Two, I've always been really interested in this astrology stuff, so I've known this for awhile now," I answered.
"I've got two Neptunes...that can't be right," Harry said, furrowing his brow as he tried to figure out what he had done wrong.
"Ahh," Ron said, taking on Professor Trelawney's airy voice, "when two Neptunes appear in the sky, a midget in glasses is born."
"Ohmigod," I muttered while laughing quietly. From a table over, I could hear Dean and Seamus snickering as well.
"Oh! Professor! I think I've got an unaspected planet! Which one is that, Professor?" Lavender Brown asked, flipping a lock of her dirty blonde hair over her shoulder.
"It's Uranus, my dear," She said and I had to clamp both of my hands over my mouth to make my laughter inaudible, although my shoulders were shaking, showing that I was about to burst at any given moment.
"Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?" Ron asked and that's when I burst out laughing. I even fell on the ground I was laughing so hard.
That's when she assigned all the homework. She obviously wasn't amused at my laughter or Ron's comment, but I'm thinking that it was Ron's comment that did the trick.
The next two days passed with nothing really new except for Potions, Charms and Transfiguration, which I found out that I loved. And History of Magic which was...interesting.
But today was now Thursday, which meant that we had Defense Against the Dark Arts. Everyone had started gathering outside of the classroom early as we all wanted to get good seats. This class was for all fourth years, no matter what house. This was one of the classes I had been anticipating all week, although, I knew something about this so-called "Moody".
The bell rang and we all walked in, about to take our seats when he appeared out of nowhere and stopped us. "There will be a seating plan so don't sit," He growled before limping over to his desk and grabbing a piece of parchment. "Parker, you're with Malfoy. Granger, Weasley. Potter, Williams. Finnegan, Scott. Hunter, Zabini. Longbottom, Grant. Thomas, Shaw."
"Professor Moody?" I asked.
"What?" Moody growled in response.
"Thomas Shaw doesn't go here. That's Amy's brother and he still lives in Canada," I said, having a total blonde moment.
"Dean Thomas and Amber Shaw," Moody corrected me, making me blush as I sat down in my assigned seat.
"Well, don't I feel stupid," I mumbled, taking out my textbook as he continued to read off names.
"You're only slightly stupid," Harry said and I just glared at him while he laughed. "I was just kidding."
"You better be, because don't forget; I know where you sleep," I said and he laughed even more, though this time he was laughing along with me. "I've decided something in this moment of our shared laughter."
"And what would that be?" He asked.
"That we are going to be Defense Against the Dark Arts Buddies for Life," I said and he gave me a weird look. "Gimme your textbook."
He handed it to me and I started to write something on the inside cover and he looked at me oddly. "DADABFL?"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts Buddies For Life!" I exclaimed, handing him mine. "Now, you write it in mine so it's official."
"You are bloody mad," He said, laughing as he wrote it in mine.
"Hush up everyone. My name is Professor Moody. Today we'll be learning about the Unforgivable Curses. Who can name them?" My hand shot up into the air along with a bunch of other people's.
"Williams," Moody called on me.
"Actually, I prefer to be called Emily," I stated matter-of-factly. "Anywho, the three Unforgivable Curses are the Imperius Curse, the Cruciatus Curse and the killing curse," I said.
"Correct," Moody said. "Today we'll be focusing on the Imperius curse. Who can tell me what that is?" A few people's hands shot up again, including my own.
"Granger." I couldn't help but feel an inkling of disappointment when my name wasn't called again.
"The Imperius Curse is an Unforgivable Curse that is used to control the victim's mind and it's very hard to defend yourself against," Hermione answered.
"Correct. Now, the Ministry wouldn't me to show you what this curse can do because all three are illegal for obvious reasons, but I say different! Dumbledore and I want you to be prepared. The Imperius Curse is a hard one to fight, so you'd better be able to avoid it if you can. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" Moody barked, making the whole class go silent out of fright. He waved his wand and all the desks cleared off to the side with the students still in them to make room in the middle of the class. "Everyone up." We all stood in a group near the back of the class, looking just a tiny bit scared.
He called people up one at a time and they did some pretty amazing stuff. Lavender Brown performed the Chicken Dane, Neville did a perfect gymnastics routine, and Dean Thomas sang England's national anthem while hopping up and down, rubbing his tummy and patting his head.
"Williams!" Moody called.
"I told you that I'd rather be called Emily," I said as I walked up.
"Whatever," Moody growled. "Imperio."
Jump on the desk.
No, there's absolutely no point to it.
Jump on the desk!
No! That's totally stupid! I wouldn't do that unless I wanted to, and I don't. So I won't.
JUMP ON THE FRICKEN DESK!
"NO!" I screamed out loud, putting pressure on the back of my head to stop the headache from someone yelling in my head. That sounds so weird...
"Very good Williams, you fought the Imperius Curse," Moody said as the class clapped.
"I said that I wanted to be called Emily!" I said very shrilly, a few people laughing at my persistence. I sat on one of the desks with my legs crossed and watched the other amazing feats others were doing under the influence of the Imperius Curse. Even Hannah and Lindsay couldn't fight it. I don't get it. Why couldn't they fight it but I could?
"Good job Potter! He fought it! One of the only ones who could! Not perfectly, like Williams, but he fought it!" Moody said, making me look up to see Harry on the ground, breathing really heavily. He made Harry try about six more time before he finally let someone else try.
Harry hobbled over to where I was sitting and sat down beside me, looking utterly exhausted.
"Looks like we're the only two who can fight it so far," Harry said.
I guess so, Defense Against the Dark Arts Buddy," I said, making him laugh.
He was so cute and funny and awkward and...way out of my league. He would go out with Cho and marry Ginny. It was a fact. So there was no me in the picture. Which sucked, because I might've actually had a chance with him.
But then again, the books never had my friends or me in them. So technically, I could change things. Hmm...it was very interesting if you thought about it.
"Hey, are you okay?" Harry asked.
"Hmm?" I asked.
"You had this glazed over look in your eyes," He said.
"Oh, I do that sometimes. I was just thinking," I said.
"Well, class is over, just so you know," He said.
"Oh, okay," I said, smiling slightly at what I had just figured out. Let the race begin!
Next time on "Hogwarts, Here We Come!"
I could feel the room spinning more and more with each second, everything going out of focus.
"Emily, I'm going to send for help," Someone said, but I couldn't tell who it was.
"Mhmm," I answered lazily.
"Emily, can you hear me? Can you hear me?" A distant voice said. It sounded like it was coming from miles away, but that's the last thing I remember hearing before everything went black.
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