This is the first book (First year).
What if Voldemort had a son?
But what if this son was raised by a Muggle?
When Harry defeated the Dark Lord as a baby, a woman gave birth to a little boy, unfortunately she died giving birth.
Both parents being d...
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The first class was Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall, then they had Potions with Professor Snape and Flying lessons with Professor Hooch.
Soren, Draco and Katrina went to the Great Hall to have breakfast then went on their way to class.
All classes were shared between two houses, Slytherin had transfiguration with Gryffindor. In class, Soren went to sit next to Katrina. He kept glancing around to find Harry or Ron but could not find them anywhere. He then looked at Hermione and stared at her as if asking where the boys were, but the girl only shrugged, not knowing either.
Professor McGonagall had tasked the class to write the lesson in silence, she then turned herself into a cat and sat on her desk.
Finally, Harry and Ron entered the room breathing hard like they had run all the way to the class.
“Whew, we made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?” Ron said.
Then, the cat jumped off the desk and changed back into a human.
“That was bloody brilliant.” Ron exclaimed.
“Thank you for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you might be on time.” The Professor scolded them.
“We got lost.” Harry tried to explain.
“Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.”
The rest of the class went on in silence. Soren turned to look at Harry and gave him a small smile which the boy with glasses tried to return.
'○-○'
Their next class was Potions with Professor Snape. Soren had heard rumours about the man, it was said that the Professor seemed to always be in a bad mood, that he was mean to everyone, and only gave house points to Slytherin.
The classroom was situated in the dungeons, not too far from the Slytherin common room (which was logical because Snape was the Head of the house). Students went inside but found the class empty. Everyone then sat down and waited, chatting with their neighbours.
Suddenly, the door slammed open and Snape came rushing in.
“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…” He glanced at Draco and Soren.
“Who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper... in death.” He then saw Harry writing something down.
“Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not...pay...attention.” He started staring at the boy and Hermione, who was sitting next to him, gave him a nudge, making him look up at the Professor.
