The next morning, I walked to the great hall, this time in my proper uniform. I didn't want to get in trouble again. I mean, the school hasn't even started and I got detention. I was a rebel and all but not the kind that gets detentions.
'Hey (y/n)', Harry called from the Gryffindor table. I walked over to him and smiled.
'Hey, what's wrong sis'?
'I got detention'.
'What? School hasn't even started', Ron exclaimed.
'I know, I know, it was because of my uniform, the professor wearing all black gave me it'. Ron looked behind me and swallow. I looked behind me and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
'Miss Potter'. He extended his hand that had my timetable. I took it and he left.
'What's that professor's name'? I asked
'Professor Snape'.
'Yeah, he gave me detention'.
'That brat'.
'Don't call him that, Harry, it's disrespectful', I hissed.
'Talking to the rebel, anyway, what do you have for class'?
'Transfiguration, potions and flying class, what about you'?
'Same sis'.
After breakfast, the three of us ran about trying to look for our classroom. After a long while, we found it.
'We made it', Ron panted. 'Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late'?
The cat that sat on the desk jumped down and turned to the Professor.
'That was bloody brilliant', Ron exclaimed.
'Well thank you for that assessment, Mr Weasley, perhaps it will be more useful if I transfigure the Potter's and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you might be on time'.
'We got lost', Harry explained.
'Then perhaps a map, I trust you don't need one to find your seats'.
After transfiguration, we headed to the dungeons for potions class. I was sitting with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. The door slammed opened and Snape made his way to the front.
Why is he always so depressed looking?
'There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class as such I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making, however, for those select few who process the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses, I can tell how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death, then again maybe some of you came to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention'. I looked over at Harry, he was just taking note of what he was saying, Hermione elbowed him.
'Mr Potter, one of our new celebrities, tell me what would I get if I added powered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood'. Hermione's hand shot up. Harry shook his head.
'You don't know, well let's try again, where Mr Potter would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar'.
'I don't know sir'.
'And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane'.
'I don't know sir', Harry repeated.
'Pity... Cleary game isn't everything, is it Mr Potter'?
'Clearly, Hermione knows, seems a pity not to ask her', Harry sneered at him. The class laughed.
'Quiet, maybe your sister can do better, I believe she did read that potions book unlike yourself'. He looked at me.
'Uhh... Asphodel and wormwood would make a sleeping potion, it's so powerful it is known as the Draught of the living dead, a bezoar is a stone taken from a stomach of a goat and can save you from most poisons, and monkshood and wolfbane are the same plants which also goes by the name of aconite', I said.
'Correct, 10 points to Slytherin and Gryffindor's note that 5 points for your classmate's cheek'. I stood up. 'Yes, Miss Potter'?
'Sir, if I may, Harry was just noting down what you were saying, therefore he was paying attention'.
'Are you the Professor here, Miss Potter'? I shook my head and frowned at him. 'That's right, I am, so I decide who is listening and who is not'. I slammed my hands on the table.
'That's clearly not fair, professor'.
'Do you want detention for a whole month, Potter'?
'I will gladly take it, if anyone wants to have a go at my brother'. Harry pulled me down to seat back in my seat.
Class finished so I stood from my seat. I was ready to leave with the rest of my friends until the professor called me to stay.
'Miss Potter, stay behind'.
'Yes sir'.
Once all the other students filed out, I looked back at him and gave him a nasty glare, not taking my eyes off his.
'Your detention is straight after dinner, do I make myself clear'?
'Crystal clear'.
'Good, now get to your next class'.
'Anything that will get me away from here'.
In flying class, me and Harry were the first ones to summon our broom saying "up".
'Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it and grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end', Madam Hooch instructed. 'When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard, keep your brooms steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down, on my whistle: three, two'.
Neville went into the air, hovering over the ground.
'Mr Longbottom', Madam Hooch said. Neville shot into the air, uncontrollably.
He then came to hang on a statue by his robes until he fell.
'Everyone out of the way', Madam Hooch went to Neville and saw his wrist was broken and escorted him to the hospital wing before telling us to keep our feet firmly on the ground or else we will get kicked out of Hogwarts.
'Did you see his face?', Draco said, holding Neville's rememball. 'Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd remember to fall on his fat arse'.
'Draco, come on just give it back', I said.
'Even better. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find, how about on the roof'. He flew off in the air. Me and Harry mounted our brooms.
'Harry, (y/n) no way, you heard what Madam Hooch said, besides, you don't even know how to fly', Hermione said to us. I ignored Hermione, hovering high up in the air and Harry came to my side.
'Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom', Harry yelled.
'Come on, Draco, don't be a jerk'.
'Taking his side, are we'?
'Of course, I'll choose my brother over anyone, so, I will let him knock you off the broom'.
'Is that so'? Harry tried to grab the ball but failed. 'Have it your way then'. Malfoy then threw the ball, Harry chased after it and I followed. He catches it just in time so he didn't hit the tower, he tossed it over to me and I caught it. We flew back down to the ground and the other students were cheering.
'Will the Potter's follow me'. It was McGonagall.
'Shit, we're in trouble', I whispered to Harry. We followed Professor McGonagall and I sighed in relief because thankfully we weren't in trouble. Harry has just been entered into the Gryffindor quidditch team and me, the Slytherin. Harry a seeker and me also a seeker on the Slytherin team.
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Lady Potter (Severus x reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) Lupin Potter is the twin sister of Harry Potter being a minute younger than him and also, having the blood of being an animagus, a beautiful white wolf with deep blue eyes. As well as Harry, she also has a prophecy but is very different.
