"Harry!" I called out while running up to him.
"Y/n! Hows your project going? " He asked as a response.
"Not so good. They didn't even do any work! It was all me" I complained, slightly panting." honestly I hope we fail. I don't want some lazy people get a A for MY effort while they are gonna get all the credit "
"Oh come on I know they suck but you may be over dramatic about this situation" Harry responded while chuckling.
He knows I hate it when he says that.
"What no" I stated.
"Y/n!" I heard a high energetic voice call out. It was Hermione.
"Hey Hermione!" I greeted while she embrace me with a warm soft hug.
"What class do you have next?" She asked while letting go of me.
"Oh I have defence of the dark arts, what about you?" I asked.
"Oh great! So do I!" she respond.
"Great. I have charms and Ron has potions I'll be all alone with no one"Harry stated.
"Look who's being the over dramatic one now" I stated while smirking.
Harry chuckled and Hermione softly grabbed my arm, leading me to defence of the dark arts.
We walked down the Hall to our destination. Thankfully we were the first ones there. Classic Hermione, making me come early. I thought to myself.
Hermione excused herself and sat down at a desk that had her name printed on it. I assume she had done that last year considering every other desk didn't have names on them.
I looked around the room and noticed me and Hermione weren't alone. Of course the teacher was here. I almost forgot this was class.
My gaze focuses on him. He had long ish black greasy hair and a skinny pale face along with a bony nose.
He noticed I had been staring and gave me a confused look towards me.
"Ms Potter I assume" the professor said in a bored long Exaterative tone.
"As you most likely know. I am professor Snape. You may take a seat"
I followed his gaze to a desk that was placed directly in front of him.
I looked around the classroom one more time before class started and examined it. The room was dark and had long tall windows but they have been covers with black drapes. The desks were more like a long bench with a table placed on top.
There were books everywhere along the shelfs.
Suddenly the class began to fill up with students everywhere.
I adjusted my posture and fixed my hair a little and put on a awkward smile.
I know I may seem bold but to people I've never met but actually I'm quite shy and awkward.
"Hello, y/n" Pansy said, snapping me our of my thoughts.
"Oh hey Pansy!" I responded nicely.
"Have you seen Dracos hair today? It looks brilliant!" She asked.
"You sure? I think it looks the same" I said quietly hoping to not make her mad.
Pansy shrugged and class began to start.
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Finally! Class ended. Thankfully neither Draco, Blaise, Crabb or Goyle were in the same class this time so I was able to relax a bit.
Pansy dragged me to the study hall since we had a free period.
"So y/n what do you think about Draco? Be honest" Pansy questioned.
"Okay well.... He mean and a hot head he also is a daddy's boy who thinks he's the best when really he is not even close to being the best. Sure he may look okay but everytime he talks he spits pure venom. " I answered.
Pansy continued to talk but I wasn't really paying attention. I was more focused on the detail of the room. It was quite cool.
'Thump'
A sound startled me making me jump. I turned around to see Blaise again. I signed thankfully. I opened my mouth to say hello but another boy had Introupted me.
"Blaise! What did I say about talking to........ That" the boy said with pure venom and disgust while motioning towards me." filthy half blood"
"I told you he talks with pure venom" I whispered to pansy who was already attached to his Draco Malfoy charm.
I roll my eyes and turn around back to face the front. I can't with till this class is over.
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All the classes have finally ended and I was wondering in the hall letting my feet lead me to wherever it wants to go.
Suddenly the halls began to fill with students. Some even pushing me. Have they ever heard of personal space?
Suddenly I tripped over someone's foot and dropped my stuff.
"Ugh y/n" I heard a voice say.
A/n: HEY guysssss thank you for still reading my story. I am deeply sorry if I am not sticking to the story line or if my writing sucks. Please let me know if you have ideas of how to help me improve.
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