I hadn't slept all night. After I left his room, I decided to go to the restricted side of the library to see what Harry was saying in his dream. But nothing, there was no lessons on how to learn Parseltongue or what that or this word mean, it's rarely even mentioned. The more I read and read the more I started to feel scared and feared for what is future is stored for Harry and I know I shouldn't get so involved but something inside me is saying that meeting Harry, going to Hogwarts, having magical powers- all this was the right thing to do.
I "woke" up that day groggy and tired. My eyes hurt when I opened them, and the strength left inside me were used to just even open my eyes.
"Hey, Eyra.. you better wake up. Professor McGonagall is not going to be happy seeing you late for class." Lorraine says as she puts on her robe.
"Is there a spell to not feel tired?" I ask jokingly.
"Yeah it's called coffee" Kate joked as Lorraine and her were ready to walk out.
We had herbology first, and I had forgotten my textbook required for our lesson. And professor Sprout can be a little but scary when she's in a grumpy mood.
"Um.." I say anxiously "Professor Sprout, I forgot.. my textbook" I say audible enough for her to hear.
"The One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi?" She questions
"Yeah.. um, I didn't have time to get it"
She sighs heavily while shaking her head. "Alright, we're not going to be reading a lot in it anyways. Just make sure you have your wand with you. Now off you go"
I sat beside Lorraine who also sat beside Katie. "Okay class" professor Sprout starts "We're learning about the fire-making spell, now who knows why we are learning a spell and not herbs?" A wizard raises his hands and say
"It's for the devil's snare we learned last class. You told us they fear light."
"Correct Genevieve! When performing this spell, you say 'Incendio' and make the formation of a flame with the pinnacle of your wand like this" she takes her wand and points it at a devil's snare and with clear loud words she says "Incendio!" Making the formations of a flame with her wand. The snare bursts into flames and starts to wiggle like a worm on dry land then dies slowly.
"Now, the fire-making spell is also known as a charm, but it is also known as a?"
I raise my hand quickly. I read this in the textbook last week. "Conjuration, which conjured a jet of Orange and red flame therefore lighting it on fire"
"Correct Lililuck! 5 points to Hufflepuff. Not all first years know that with just a flick of a wand" she says metaphorically. I smile to myself.
As I went to my next period, Hermione goes up to me. "Eyra!" She says holding my shoulder, "Do you want to sign up for dueling club? I feel like this would be a great way for you to practice wand waving. So what do you say, are you up for it?"
I thought about it for a while. "Are you going?" I ask
"Of course. After all, Harry signed us up for it already" Harry. The Parselmouth-Er no... who knows, maybe he was just lucky to get it...
Dueling club is taught by Professor Lockhart. To be honest, if I still hadn't met him yet, would've thought he was the greatest wizard on this wizarding world. But now, he just seems like a fraud to me. It is also taught my professor Snape, I'm not too fond of professor Snape mostly because of how he acts, and dresses..
"Can you all here me?" Professor Lockhart says flamboyantly. "Excellent, in light of the dark events of recent weeks, professor Dumbledore has granted me to start a little dueling club to train you up, in case you are in need to defend yourselves, 'cause I myself do in countless needs. See full details in my published work" he says finally as he takes his cape off. He finally throws his cape to a group of girls that gasps and smells his cape. Disgusting.
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Incantation
Fanfic{Harry Potter fan fiction} I was Eleven when I first got invited, I had to sooner or later. My parents are muggle borns, it was my cousin who really told me about magic. She was two years older than me, And told me all these great things about Witch...