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Chapter 3 : Chapter Three
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It was too early in the morning for James Sirius Potter to be hyper, but he was already bouncing off the walls by breakfast time. Kara would know because his jokes had not stopped just because it was the first day of classes.
“Have you heard of Platform 9 and 3/4? Well, I can think of something else with the exact same measurements.” He said as he slid into the seat next to her. Kara sighed and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “Are you ever going to stop that?”
James thought about it for a moment. “Nope. I think it’s going to be my theme for the year,” he said before taking some bacon, toast and a big cup of orange juice.
Moments later, the two were interrupted by a blond, who looked more annoyed than anything else.
“Guess who my mother hired?” Michelle hissed, her face contorting with anger. Kara turned and was surprised to see her friend so angry, but knew it had something to do with Michelle’s mother. She wasn’t the only one with a screwed up family.
Michelle didn’t wait for Kara to answer. “Banjo Audio Rocket.” Kara sighed and took a sip of pumpkin juice, knowing exactly who that man was. He had just done an interview in Words of Wizards magazine.
James turned and looked at Michelle and Kara, both of which were discussing what this meant. “Someone named their kid Banjo Audio?” he asked stupidly, receiving a glare from Michelle. He shuddered. That blond was scary when she was mad.
Kara shrugged. “Honestly, people name their kids a lot of weird things. Just think about Michael Jackson; he named his son Blanket,” Kara said. Because her mother hated anyone that wasn’t a pureblood, Kara had made it her goal in life to annoy her mother. This meant, of course, that she was going study Muggle music religiously, and because of this, it had led to her unhealthy obsession of Michael Jackson.
“I cannot believe she’s getting married again,” Michelle mumbled, stabbing something with her fork. “This will be her seventh marriage. She’s gotten married every bloody year I’ve been at school!” she said angrily.
“Isn’t she getting married to Clark Kent? I thought you liked-“ Kara was suddenly interrupted by James’s obnoxious laughter ruining the moment. “Can I help you?”
It took James a minute to calm down. “You are aware that Clark Kent is Superman, right?” Michelle and Kara looked blankly at him. “You’ve never heard of Superman? I bet you haven’t heard of Spiderman either. Honestly, my dad as tons of those comic books!”
“Just because my mother hates Muggles and I listen to Muggle music for a living does not mean I read those silly comic books,” Kara replied, and James closed his mouth before shrugging.
“True. But,” he turned to Michelle, more pressing matters in his mind. “Am I invited to this lovely wedding?”
Michelle shrugged. “I suppose. It isn’t until next June, so if you want to come, you’re more than welcome.” James smiled and turned back to his meal, already thinking about who he would invite to attend with him months later.
Kara rolled her eyes and continued to complain about how Michelle’s mother shouldn’t be getting married and saying everything a friend is supposed to say, but Michelle couldn’t help but notice that for a moment, James looked at the brunette across from him, almost as if he was contemplating asking her to attend the wedding with him.
Perhaps she was just imagining things.
“SNAPE!” Rachel O’Riley yelled in the middle of the corridor. Kara glanced at her before rolling her eyes, the attempt at getting attention from the brunette next to her obvious and slightly annoying. James glanced at Rachel, who giggled and whispered something to her friend, Chloe.
“Why are they yelling Severus Snape in the middle of the hallway?”
Kara blinked at him, just as confused as he was. “I have no bloody idea. Why don’t you ask the fan girls that follow you around everywhere?” James turned red and mumbled something about having to go to class, and Kara smirked at him.
It was a well-known fact that James Sirius Potter was the son of the famous Harry Potter and was also quiet the bachelor. Many girls had thrown themselves at him, yet none of these girls had managed to win his heart. Kara and Michelle only dealt with James most of the time because they were so used to his cockiness and nonsense that often followed.
The two made their way towards the Potion’s room, talking about the new band, Wizarding Wars. Some said that the band would be the new Weird Sisters, but considering Kara had never heard of the Weird Sisters, it didn’t matter. James, on the other hand, argued that the people who thought the two bands were similar were losing their minds. His mother, apparently, collected Weird Sisters stuff in the attic. The brunette male stopped suddenly and glanced at Kara, who sighed in annoyance.
“Do you smell lavender and strawberries?” he asked, and Kara sniffed before shaking her head. She smelt vanilla and apple pie personally, but apparently, James was going insane.
“No, you bloody idiot. Come on, we’re going to be late to Potions and I don’t want to get on Professor William’s bad side on the first day.” With that, she turned and made her way into the classroom, leaving a very confused James surrounded by a delightful smell. He shrugged a moment later and followed her into the classroom before placing his books next to his cousin, Fred Weasley.
“Do you smell pumpkins and cinnamon?” Fred asked quietly as he placed his books next to James. James shook his head no and Fred sighed. The two suddenly focused on a caldron that was bubbling, and the two realized that the delightful smell was coming from there. James was about to ask Kara what in bloody hell the potion was, but the door slammed shut behind the professor and he turned, his eyes already starting to glaze over from boredom.
“Welcome back to school, students,” Professor Avian Williams said, tucking her blond hair behind her ear. “Can anyone tell me what potions are brewing in the classroom at this very moment?”
Only one hand was in the air, to the surprise of no one. Jackson Andrews hand was in the air, waving madly. The stupid Ravenclaw prefect was too smart for the rest of the class, and more often than not, no one other than Jackson bothered to raise their hand.
“Yes, Mr. Andrews?”
“In the first caldron, Beautifying Potion and you can tell by the periwinkle color and the smell of cinnamon that is coming from it. The middle one is the Mandrake Draught, which can bring people back after they have been petrified. The last one, of course, is the Love Potion. You can tell because of the smell that comes out; each person smells something different. I, for one, smell peaches and the smell of the ocean…” his voice trailed off and Williams smiled.
“Correct. Ten points for Ravenclaw. Today, class, we will be learning how to create the Beautifying Potion. The famous hag, Maldora Grymm, created this potion in order to conceal her true identity so that she could have Prime Minister Griffin fall in love her centuries ago. I dare say she did not realize that she should continue to take the potion, as she was locked in Azkaban later that year for treason against the Wizarding World.
“The person that is able to create the closest correct version of this potion will receive twenty points for their house. Begin.”
Kara grabbed her ingredients and made her way back to Michelle, who had been kind enough to save her a seat. Michelle was always at class on time, never risking being late. “Honestly, this potion is something we should have learned in our fifth year, not our seventh,” Michelle mumbled but continued all the same.
A voice interrupted the two’s conversation though. Janice King and her boyfriend, Tom Zabini, were talking rather loudly about who should drink the Beautifying Potion.
“Personally,” Tom continued “I think Kara Queen definitely needs a sip. Have you seen her receding hairline and her gross pimply forehead.”
Janice laughed. “James Potter and Fred Weasley need some of it too. I don’t understand what the big deal is about those two; they aren’t even that good looking.”
Tom opened his mouth to continue the conversation but there was suddenly a loud boom that echoed through the dungeons. Smoke surrounded the students and people started screaming and coughing. Once Williams got the smoke to disappear and she calmed most of the students down, she glanced at the students on the ground.
Three jinxes had been sent towards the two students, and unfortunately, the jinxes had not mixed well. “POTTER, WEASLEY AND QUEEN, DETENTION TONIGHT WITH ME.” She barked, before levitating the two Slytherin’s and started her journey towards the infirmary. She would not admit it, but there was a small smile on her face.
James, Fred and Kara shared a knowing smile before continuing their potions, as though they had done nothing wrong moments ago. Michelle continued to shrill some nonsense on how they should be lucky they weren’t expelled or got house points taken off, but the three didn’t care.
The year was going to go bloody brilliant.
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