Harry's Adventure To The Life Of Parenthood

Morning Blues

Harry's POV:

As I was, for the first time in a while, sleeping Ronald Weasley decided to wake me up! Honestly I am mad but also a bit grateful, due to the fact we have DADA first. I would be surprised if the toad even gets up today, mostly because she's supposedly *Ahem* 'sick'. Wait! YES! I forgot today they switched DADA out for Potions! Best day ever! 

I laid in bed a bit longer, until I glanced at my alarm clock. SHIT! I'm going to be late if I don't get there in 10 minutes! I quickly got out, changed, grabbed my bag, and ran.

I mean I won't ever admit it out loud, but I love Potions! The only reason I don't say it is because the other kids in my house hate it. I really don't belong in this house, but we can't do anything about it.

I finally made it down to the dungeons, with 3 minutes to spare. I quickly opened the door, and tried to make it to my seat without being seen. But of course, with my luck; I am.

"Harry~" UGH! Shit, why her. I can't help but throw up a bit in my mouth. As Ginerva Weasley clings onto me like a lost child.

"Yes, Ginny; what do you need?" Honestly I couldn't help but keep the venom and disgust in my tone. The class looked surprised to say the least. I really want to be sitting on the Slytherin side, right now.

I look up to the sound of Snape.

"Mr. Potter. Do you think that you can get out of potions because you're the 'chosen one'? Because I think NOT! Sit down.... NOW!"

I calmly start walking to my seat. My potion desk looks abandoned, dust lightly lingers on the top. A caldron tipped over, and a small yellowish goop stit in the middle.

I turn around to ask Snape where I could get some cleaning supplies, and BAM! Someone smashes into me spilling a reddish-brown potion down my front.

My eyes drift up, horrified, seeing Draco Malfoy look absolutely terrified. Black dots danced in my vision, as I fell to the floor. The last thing I hear is a scream, from what I can only assume is Malfoy.