Chapter 2 : It Continues
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Out of Hogwarts: Teddy, Victoire, Fred
7th years: James, Dominique
6th years: Albus, Rose (Scorpius is also a 6th year.)
5th years: Louis, Roxanne
4th years: Lily, Hugo, Molly
2nd year: Lucy
*Disclaimer*: I don’t own any of this; J.K. Rowling does. You know the drill.
Lily hurried down to breakfast. She was half-way through her eggs and bacon when Rachel hurried in and plopped down next to her.
“Did they hand out the schedules yet?” Rachel asked.
“No,” Lily said.
“Good,” Rachel said. “I didn’t want to start off behind.”
Deputy Headmaster Flitwick handed the schedules to the house prefects, who then passed them out to the students. Lily grabbed hers and groaned. Care of Magical Creatures, followed by Double Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Fourth Year Hufflepuffs in the afternoon.
Rachel sighed. “We don’t have Potions today.”
“Yeah,” Lily said. “I’ll be able to last at least one day without blowing something up. At least we have it with Gryffindor. Hugo will be able to help me pass.”
She studied her schedule intently, hoping to memorize it as soon as she could. Lily finished up her breakfast and grabbed her schoolbag. She stopped over by the Gryffindor table to see what classes her brothers and cousins had. Checking the time, she went to the grounds for Creatures.
Lily stood in the back of the the group of her classmates. They were crowded around what seemed to be an empty pen.
“Okay, fourth years, today we’ll be learning about Threshals,” Professor Hagrid said.
‘Oh goodie, we’re learning about something I can’t even seen,’ Lily thought. Not that she was complaining, mind you; it just made her least favorite class even harder.
“Miss Potter?” Hagrid’s booming voice cut through her thoughts.
“I’m sorry Professor, what did you say?” Lily asked, embarrassed to be caught daydreaming. Thankfully, Hagrid liked her family so he wouldn’t get her in trouble.
“I asked ye what Threshals eat,” Hagrid said.
Of course, he wouldn’t ask her the one thing she knew about them - who could see them.
“I don’t know, Professor,” Lily said.
Jennifer was standing near her and raised her hand.
“Yes, Miss Ericson?” Hagrid said.
“Threshals eat any sort of plant, which is why they live in the Forbidden Forest,” Jennifer said.
“Very good,” Hagrid said.
“You know, it’s surprising that you can even take care of your owl,” Jennifer said so that only Lily could hear her.
Lily didn’t hear most of the rest of the lecture, fuming at Jennifer’s comment and how she always let her spiteful words get under her skin.
They had a free period before lunch, so she and Rachel went back to the common room. Lily wanted to get the books she’s need for her afternoon class. She was so used to the route, that she didn’t notice she’d arrived at the common room until the knocker spoke.
“What always runs but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, had a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats?”
They looked at each other, puzzling through it in their heads.
“So it runs and murmurs,” Lily said. “Is there some animal that only runs, but doesn’t walk?”
“I don’t think it can be an animal,” Rachel said. “I’m pretty sure that all animals, magical or not, need to eat and sleep.”
“A mouth that doesn’t eat. A bed not used for sleeping,” Lily said.
“A river. It’s a river!” Rachel said.
The door swung open.
“Nice,” Lily said.
They had another free period after lunch. Lily went to the library to see what extra information they had on Threshals. She run out of time before she found any new material. She returned the book and hurried to class.
Lily sat at one of the windows in the Defense classroom. At least if the new professor was boring, she could watch the owls come and go. He walked into the room and, with a flick of his wand, all the desks vanished. The students hit the floor with a collective thud. With varying expressions of pain and confusion, they got to their feet.
“Sorry about that, but we won’t be needed those,” Professor Thomas said with a slight smile. “Today we are going to be learning the basics of dueling.”
He gave a brief introduction to dueling rules and etiquette.
“But hopefully, you never actually need that,” Professor Thomas said. “The first defensive spell you have is Expelliarmus, the disarming spell. Break off into pairs and try it.”
Lily grabbed Rachel, and they moved apart. They raised their wands and practiced the spell. Only once was Lily able to disarm Rachel. Halfway through the class period, Professor Thomas told them to change partners. Lily tried to find someone else, but before long, Jennifer was the only one left.
“Well, let’s see what you can do, Potter,” Jennifer said.
Lily was not able to disarm Jennifer. She was frustrated with herself for not being able to master this simple spell. Unfortunately, Jennifer jumped on the chance to point out Lily’s failure.
“Are you sure you’re Harry Potter’s kid? The daughter of the man who defeated Voldemort and the current Head Auror?” Jennifer sneered. “How embarrassing it’ll be for your parents when they find out how incompetent you are.”
The professor dismissed the class. Rachel grabbed Lily’s arm and pulled her from the classroom.
“Ignore her. Don’t listen to her lies,” Rachel said. “She’s not worth the time or energy.”
“It’s only the first day,” Lily complained. “And I wasn’t the only one that didn’t master it.”
“I know,” Rachel said. “You’ll be fine.”
Lily sat down at dinner with the Creatures textbook and opened to the Threshal’s section. She got about half way through it when someone came up behind her and slammed the book shut.
“I was reading that!” Lily said as she turned around.
“I know,” Jennifer said. “Such a pity that you have to spend your dinner doing homework.”
“At least I’m not harassing other students,” Lily said. “I’m being productive.”
“Some of us are smart enough that we don’t need to study all the time,” Jennifer said. “It’s surprising that you even ended up in Ravenclaw.”
“The sorting hat doesn’t make mistakes,” Lily snapped. “This is where I belong.”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Jennifer said as she walked away.
“Hateful witch,” Rachel said, sliding onto the bench next to Lily. “I’m surprised that she has any friends.”
“Me too,” Lily said.
They moved their studying into the common room after all the dishes were cleared away. Many others were trying to catch up on things they had forgotten over the summer. The relative quiet was disturbed when the Quidditch Captain for Ravenclaw walked into the middle of the room.
“For those of you that don’t know, I’m Ryan Chambers, your Quidditch Captain this year. We are looking for a chaser and a beater,” he said. “Tryouts will be held in two weeks. If you are interested, please sign up on the page on the bulletin board. Thank you and hope to see you on the pitch.”
“Are you going to try out?” Rachel asked.
“I don’t know,” Lily said. “I usually play chaser when my family plays. I’m okay.”
“You should go for it,” Rachel said, knowing Lily’s love for the sport.
“I probably won’t make it,” Lily said, looking back at her notes.
“You never know if you don’t try,” Rachel said.
“Fine,” Lily said. “When the crowd around it dies down, I’ll put my name down.”
“Excellent!” Rachel said.
Lily finished reading the chapter of her textbook on disarming spells. She looked up at the board and saw that everyone was gone. Now she realized that all she did was make it more obvious that she was putting her name down; everyone would be watching her.
“Go on,” Rachel said. “Don’t lose courage now.”
“I don’t have courage. That’s why I’m not in Gryffindor,” Lily said.
“That’s not true,” Rachel said. “Your house is just where you fit best. It doesn’t mean that you don’t have any of the other qualities.”
Lily didn’t move - she just stared at the board as if she could imagine her name into appearing on the list. Rachel snatched Lily’s book from her lap.
“Now, go,” Rachel prodded.
“Okay,” Lily sighed.
She grabbed her quill and ink well and walked over to the sheet. There were already ten names down for chaser. Lily didn’t think she had a chance and turned around. Rachel was staring at her, making ridiculous motions that Lily assumed were supposed to mimic writing her name down. She sighed and scribbled her name at the bottom of the list.
“That wasn’t so bad was it?” Rachel teased.
“No,” Lily said. “Now all I need to do is not get too nervous at tryouts and drop the quaffle. Can you imagine how embarrassing that would be?”
“You’ll be fine,” Rachel said. “If you can play with your family, you can play here.”
“Maybe,” Lily said.
Lily didn’t look where she was going and walked right passed Jennifer on her way out.
“So you think you can sign up for Quidditch?” she asked. “Don’t you need a little bit of bravery to go out against the bludgers?”
“I’ll be fine, if I make the team,” Lily said.
“Then you’d have to be careful around your family. You wouldn’t want to be accused of telling secrets,” Jennifer said. “Then again, you won’t have that problem as you won’t make the team. If you’d have been in Gryffindor like the rest of them, you wouldn’t have to worry about it.”
Lily continued out of the common room, unwilling to let Jennifer see how her words affected her. She practically ran through the corridors, all thoughts of seeing James or Albus vanished. She came to Myrtle’s old bathroom, with its “Out of Order” sign hanging on the door.
Lily pushed through the door, unseeing past her tears. No one was ever in this bathroom, so she wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her like this. She collapsed against the wall of the nearest stall, silent sobs shaking her body.
“Who’s there?” a male voice growled at her.
Startled, Lily jumped up and walked around the corner of the stall. Scorpius Malfoy stood outside one of the farthest stalls staring at her. He pushed his blond hair out of his face, his gray eyes narrowing at her. He wore the signature Slytherin robes, the green prefect badge boldly announcing his authority.
“It’s j…just me,” Lily said nervously. It was close to curfew, and as a prefect, he could get her in trouble.
“Potter, what are you doing here?” Scorpius demanded.
Lily looked down as he walked closer. “There’s usually no one here.”
“I know that,” Scorpius said. “That doesn’t answer my question.”
He sounded too much like a professor. Her eyes snapped up to his, unwilling to be lectured by another student, her Potter pride quickly coming to the surface.
“It’s none of your business,” Lily snapped.
She was surprised when his expression softened.
“Have you been crying?” Scorpius asked gently.
“N…no,” Lily said, turning her head to the side.
He placed his hand on her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.” Lily twisted away from him. “I have to get back to my dorm.”
“I won’t tell Filch if you’re back late,” Scorpius said. “If you need to talk to someone, I can listen.”
“It really isn’t anything, just something someone said. I’m making too much of it.” Lily gave him a weak smile. “Thank you, though.”
“Just because they said it doesn’t mean it’s true,” Scorpius said graciously.
“Why are you being so kind?” Lily asked, confused. “We’ve never talked before; you don’t even know me. That’s not even considering our father’s history.”
“Everybody has bad days,” Scorpius said. “Sometimes you just need someone to listen. And I’m not my father.”
Lily walked over to a sink and gripped the sides, looking at her reflexion in the mirror. Her eyes were red and puffy. No wonder he could tell she had been crying.
“It’s a couple of the Ravenclaw girls in my year,” Lily whispered, turning back to face him. “They’ve been on my case since First Year. What they said today bothered me.”
“What did they say?” Scorpius asked.
“Well, it’s mostly just the one girl.” Lily then told him about Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts, dinner, and Quidditch tryouts. “It’s like she missed it over the summer and is now making up for lost time.”
“I know it’s hard, but you can’t let her words get to you,” Scorpius said. “People like her make others feel bad to make themselves feel better. There’s no smaller personality than that.”
“I’ve tried ignoring her before but she doesn’t stop,” Lily said.
“Who is it?” Scorpius asked.
“I’d rather not say,” Lily said.
“That’s okay,” Scorpius said. “If ignoring her doesn’t work, try standing up to her. Hold your ground and prove to her that you’re stronger than she thinks you are.”
“I don’t know if I can,” Lily said. “She voices the same doubts that I have.”
“What doubts?” Scorpius asked.
“That I’m not good enough to be in Gryffindor, like the rest of my family,” Lily said. “And as a Ravenclaw, I’m not very smart, like the rest of the house.”
“First of all, being in a different house isn’t something to be ashamed of. It means that you’re unique, that you have something special that your relatives should be proud of,” Scorpius said. “They don’t think it’s a bad thing, do they?”
“No, of course not,” Lily said. “Mum and Dad are proud of me. James and Albus think it’s cool.”
“Those are the most important people in your life, and if they don’t see something wrong with it, neither should you,” Scorpius said.
“Thank you,” Lily said, smiling for the first time since she ran from her common room.
“Besides, why would you want to be in Gryffindor?” Scorpius asked with a devilish grin. “I think they’re all a bunch of arrogant pricks.”
Lily chuckled. “Of course you do.”
“As for you doubts about your own house, from what I’ve heard, you’re a very smart witch - the professors have said you’re at the top of your class,” Scorpius said. “Have you had significant trouble with the riddles at your common room?”
“No,” Lily said. “I’m usually able to figure them out.”
“That means that you’re a true Ravenclaw,” Scorpius said. “It takes Ravenclaw cleverness to figure out those riddles.”
“Thank you,” Lily said. “Nothing any one else has said has relieved my fears so quickly.”
“You’re welcome,” Scorpius said. “I’m glad to help.”
Lily started to walk towards the door.
“Wait, I’ll walk you to the tower so you won’t get in trouble,” Scorpius said. “I just need to finish…um…”
“What are you working on?” Lily asked.
“Another time?” Scorpius asked avoiding the question.
Lily rolled her eyes. “Sure.”
They made it back without running into anyone. Once Scorpius left, Lily said ‘A river’ and walked into the common room.
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