Chapter Nine

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"Sasha! Sasha!" 

Sasha groaned and turned over to face me, "The fuck do you want?"

"Sasha you only have 10 minutes to get ready," I said angrily. 

Sasha instantly  got off of the bed and rushed into the bathroom, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" 

Minutes after Sasha came running out of the bathroom and I passed her the uniform I set last night. Then she dashed back into the bathroom. 

"Because dumbass, I woke up at 6:13 in the morning today to get ready. I woke you up too, then you said you wanted to sleep more," I answered her question eventually. 

Sasha came out of the bathroom panting, her hair in a mess as she searched for a brush. 

"3rd drawer," I said, as I  gathered some of my textbooks. 

"Did we miss breakfast?" Sasha questioned, frantically. 

"You did," I replied, laughing a bit. 

Sasha frowned, "I'm going to wake up earlier next time, I swear..." 

I laughed as Sasha picked up her textbooks and headed for the door, "You mean you are going to listen to me when I wake you up early in the morning." 

We both briskly walk out of the dorm and to our first class... Potions. 

"Ya know who teaches potions?" I asked Sasha. 

"No, who?" Sasha answered as we got closer to the room. 

"That emo guy, who came to my house, remember?" I said. 

"Oh, the emo guy," Sasha replied. 

We entered the classroom and for once I was happy Sasha didn't make me late for another class. We sat down at a table. Sasha sat to my right. I looked over to see who was in the class and there was Harry, Hermione, and Ron. There was even... Draco

"Y/N... your boyfriend is here," Sasha said as I glanced over to the table next to us.

"Shut up, will you!" I said, trying not to smile. 

The door opened with a slam and everyone in the class fell quiet. Everyone's eyes followed the teacher until he got to the front of the classroom. I had a feeling that I might not be able to joke around in his class too much. 

"I don't expect many of you to appreciate science and exact art in potion making, however... for those select few," Snape started and looked at Draco. "Then again..." 

And he went on for a bit until he looked over at Harry. Hermione elbowed Harry, causing him to look up at Snape. I don't get what he was doing wrong, he was only just taking notes. 

"Mr. Potter... Our new celebrity," Snape said. "What would get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" 

Harry looked confused but Hermione raised her hand. 

"You don't know? Well, let's try again." 

Snape asked another question but Harry didn't answer. Well obviously, how would he know the answer to something he didn't even learn. Hermione kept her hand up though. She must've read the textbook last night. I thought. 

"I don't know, sir," Harry replied. 

Then Snape asked him another question. This was ridiculous now, I mean come on none of us know any of these answers. 

"Fame isn't everything, isn't it Mr. Potter?" Snape asked. 

Sasha kicked my leg under the table and I put my hand closer to her so I could look at the note she had written. 

I don't think I like the emo guy too much now... 

I glanced over at Sasha and I completely agreed with her. Snape seems a bit mean... More than a bit. 

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