The light to his dark world: Hogwarts is our home

A new set of classes

We were all imminently brought in to Snape, as he all scolded us, except for the not spreading magic to the mortal world, thanks to my quick thinking of using my own magic, Jack and I having a bit of different rules was good for us as protectors. He was mostly upset with us about the Whomping Willow, and then other staff got involved and told us that they were sending a letter home to our families and getting detention, but it could've been worse we could've been getting kicked out, as if our "family" would've even cared about if they got that letter or not, just more reason to try and keep at us at the house.

We're sorry, but really this wouldn't had happened if we weren't worried that someone was trying to keep us away from coming back to school. What do you mean? I mean we had a house elf come to our house and he'd kept letters from our friends from us, and our "family" barricaded our window so we couldn't get out, leaving Ron and his brothers and Jack to rescue us, and then we couldn't get on the train and through the wall at 9 and 3/4s and so we missed the train and rushed back to Ron's to get the car, but the cloaking invisibility spell wasn't working, so I had to use my own magic to turn us all invisible otherwise we'd get yelled at for that too.

I'll be sure to look into that thank you for bringing this to my attention Ms. Potter. It's my job. Run along now, go to your room, I'm sure you're all very tired, and we'll see you in class in the morning. Yes sir, yes ma'am. Harry, Ron and I bid Jackson wood good night as we came across our coed room at the school, and we went to sleep.

In the morning (outfit 5)I got dressed and threw my school robe on, as we all met up to head off to class that day. Today in class we would be replanting Mandrake's and we had to be careful to keep our ears covered as if we heard this plant's cries it would at little knock us out for hours, and when it would get bigger it's noise could do as much as kill us.

And when we left Prof. Sprout's class, we all gathered around the great hall, and Ron's mother sent him a howler, about how furious she was that he stole the car, but that to Ginny she was happy to hear she was also put in Gryffindor, just like the rest of us. And that if we were around she tells us hello, and if we're ever missing a piece of her home, she'd be sure to send us homemade food.

Look, there's snowball. I said pointing out. What are you doing here? Hun? I asked petting her. OMG, I *gasped* seeing a letter in her mouth, and as I took it, flowers appeared before me. (White and Blue roses) Whoever could they be from? I asked taking the card. Stroking her head. It spoke, dear Farrah Potter, hope you got my flowers, I'd call them beautiful flowers, but you're my beautiful flower. - Your secret admirer.

I looked around the room. Whoever could these lovely roses be from? I asked looking around the room. They're such beautiful winter like colors. Were they grown around near a pine forest, they spell like pine trees rather than roses? How peculiar. Well, after all a rose is rose no matter what it smells like I suppose. Why, hello Jackson Wood come join us would you?

Hey, good to see you. What beautiful roses, whoever could those roses lovely roses be from? IDK I shaking my head, same with the magic phone and the broomstick from last year, they say secret admire on the card. Wow, how very strange indeed. Are you going to find out who they're from? I want to, but that wouldn't be much fun, I'd rather just receive them from an admirer that way if IDK they'll keep sending me things.

How do you know if you knew they wouldn't? That is a very good point. It's funny really your roses are my favorite colors, very wintery after all. The next class we were apart of was the new defense against the dark arts teacher the one Harry and I had seen before school started up again, Prof. Lockhart, and today he had a bunch of....

Both me and Jack: Those are Cornish Pixies! We both shouted aloud. Everyone turned to us.... Yes you are both correct Ms. Potter and Mr.? Um, don't tell me, your face looks familiar, ah let me see, you're Oliver's younger brother Mr. Wood. Yes, that's correct sir. Very good both of you, now everyone stay calm and do not panic, screaming in fear will just rile them all up and we don't want that.

But that didn't happen, people panicked and they (the pixies) were flying around all and everywhere. And it was now our job to gather them all back up again. Which we were hoping wouldn't take very long. Then we went off to Quidditch pitch, where Oliver was telling us about the new Quidditch program he'd been working on over the summer, while his younger brother was off doing who knows what. Oil laughed ruffling Jack's hair.

But unfortunately due Draco being the new seeker for his team, we were being asked to leave the field do to Draco, all thanks to Draco and buying himself into the team, and acting like a jerk, but nothing new. However as Ron tried to defend Hermione by casting a spell on Draco, it backfired on him and we were all insisting we bring Ron to Hagrid's to get fixed. Poor Ron, just trying to stick up for his friend.

Hagrid did one better by asking who Ron was trying to cruse. And when I told him he'd tried to cast it on Draco, Jack and I agreed we thought it was sweet that he was sticking up for a friend against a bully like Draco, as for Ron's slugs we'd have to wait for them to go away. And then we were telling Harry the all about mud blood's vs pure bloods. Draco and his family vs Hermione and her family, which was like in some ways if you think about it, like calling black people the N word.

They were words that just don't come up in a civil conversation, but that's the difference between Draco and Hermione, plus a bloody hell of a whole of everything else.