Daisy | The Marauders Era

Year One: Kudos

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    Charms was rowdy, but Daisy sat up straight and only watched the professor. She hadn't even looked at her seat mate, keeping her eyes only on the prize. The awards. Success.

    If there was one thing that could prove she was smart, it was grades. House points. Praise. Anything that told her she was doing well.

    Over the past week it was all she thought about. Orange sunlit hair sprawled over second hand textbooks which Lily had scribbled notes all over, memorising every line and repeating them to herself later at night, keeping herself awake until she heard the birds chirp.

Nobody else seemed to be doing the same. Heather and Bao giggled to one another from across the class. Benjamin and Theodore played the hand slapping game, each of them yelping when they were hit. And Brody and David were arguing with Bartemius and another Slytherin, who had just moved there but had settled quite quickly. Already joining in on the Gryffindor and Slytherin feud.

Five boys in one dorm must suck.

Imagine the smell...

Daisy scrunched her nose at the thought.

Professor Flitwick was teaching the class a mending charm. Something that would come in handy if Daisy were to ever break something on accident and had to repair it before anyone found out. It was incredible seeing how the professors snapped in half quill would click back together like magnets on the fridge, and be just as perfect as it was before.

A pair of glasses with bent legs lay lifeless in front of her. And she were to fix it using her wand.

Simple enough... her dad did it all the time with his hands. So it should be easier with a wand! No messy glue or sticky cellotape getting stuck in her hair to hold her back.

The movement was that of a triangle, almost, the lines didn't connect. Easy to mistake. But she wouldn't. As Professor Flitwick demonstrated, Daisy mimicked his hands like a mirror would. Until she could do it with her eyes closed.

"You may now proceed to fix your objects. Wands down once you are finished." Flitwick jumped off his stool.

Heather had a broken pencil, and Bao had a ripped piece of paper. The two of them were waving their wands without much happening. A wobble here and there from their objects, but non of it fixed per say. Their triangles connected.

Daisy focused on her own then, thinking hard about the legs becoming straight, and casted, "reparo." And with her magic, the glasses began mending itself back into shape by itself.

"Wow..." she whispered to herself.

    "Amazing work!" Her head snapped upwards.

    Professor Flitwick looked her way and Daisy felt her dimples deepen happily.

    He had approached the table, though shorter than it, and picked up Regulus Black's book, which he put back together after being torn in half.

    "Ten points to Slytherin."

    "Smartest wizard in our year." Barty Crouch commented proudly from behind.

    Her teeth clamped tightly looking at the bored face of the boy. Of course he didn't need to be told he was good, everyone already knew it. And she hated how modest he was.

    To think he was so kind at first. Now, he annoyed her. And she was ashamed. She had let Sirius down.

"Oh and Miss Evans!" Her eyes widened hopefully as the Professor turned to her. "Well done on your glasses! Five points for you!"