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Waking up, Y/n realises she has flying lessons after lunch that day. She sighs, nervousness bubbling inside her at the thought of floating in the air with nothing but a stick.
She went to the bathroom and took a shower, hearing muffled shuffles outside. Which meant Hermione was awake. She quickly put on her uniform, and walked out.
" Morning. " She smiled, sitting in front if the vanity and brushing her hair, " Morning. " Hermione replied, sounding nervous too.
Y/n smiled to herself as she finishes brushing her hair and took her tie. Once she was done, she grabbed her satchel for her first class of the day, D.A.D.A .
She liked learning, but she absolutely hated Professor Quirrel's guts. There was just something about him that set her off. He was wierd.
Shaking it off, she reached the Great Hall with Hermione and did her breakfast. Harry and Ron seemed to be late once again.
Once they joined, Hermione started rambling about Quidditch tips. Y/n gave Harry and Ron a funny look, while others complained under their breaths.
" Mails are here! "
Y/n looked up, and others thanked Hermione had stopped ranting about the tips while hundreds of owls soared in the air. Y/n spotted her uncle's barn owl immediately.
The owl was big and brown coloured, it's big red eyes shining. She smiled as it perched on her shoulder flawlessly, dropping the letter. Y/n grabbed some toast and fed it so it could fly away.
Once it did, Y/n took the letter and opened it.
" Dear Y/n,
I'm so proud of you for making it to the Gryffindor. I hope classes are going alright and do eat more.
Write back soon. I already miss you here. Home seems very emtpy and your friend Tessa, was it? She was asking about you.
I've said you'd visit over the summer because you're in a boarding school. Anyway, enjoy your days and don't stress too much.
Love, Chris. "
Y/n smiled and set the letter in her, grabbing another toast, just because her uncle said so. Y/n loved food, but she often gave up on eating because she was lazy.
" Oh, look everyone! Neville's got a remembrall! " Dean Thomas, another first year Y/n knew said and she looked over at Neville, just across her beside Hermione.
She smiled at him softly, " I've read about those. The fog turns red when you're forgetting something. " Hermione says and the fog instantly turns red.
