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chapter three
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riddled detention
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vivienne crescenda's pov

Charms class was very enlightening, taught by a Professor, Flitwick. He was quite short but I can say the amount of knowledge that man has certainly makes up for it.

Class went smoothly. I ended up bumping into Granger who helped me to my class. We were placed next to each-other too. He was quite impressed by both us and gave us both 10 house points each.

I even got introduced to Harry who was also just as friendly and welcoming.

I asked them about the lack of Slytherins in our class, but Hermione said not many Slytherins take charms, apparently it's "not quite our thing". Whatever that means to be honest.

She told me about her parents, both Muggles. I was quite surprised myself actually, I thought with how knowledgeable she was that she probably came from a mother and father of this world. Or even one at least but no...

She filled me in on Draco too. Guy has a running reputation around here with tormenting people who don't live up to his "pureblood" status. Unfortunately Hermione has also been one who has bared a good handful of it.

She did tell me of a time though where she punched him in the face and a professor moody, years back who turned him into a ferret!

So yeah, Charms was nice, made some new friends, I like my teachers. Aside from potions and that whole Mattheo thing my day has been great so far.

It's lunch time right now and I'm sat in the great hall, alone, eating lunch. I couldn't find Persephone as I don't know my way there but that's okay it doesn't bother me.

Home schooling itself was quite a lonely thing so being by myself isn't a bother.

I look around, not really anyone I know. I don't want to intrude and sit with Hermione and them lot, everyone usually sits with their house so...I guess I'll just stay here then.

I finish up my food and make my way back to my dorm room. Or, hold on. Is it this way..or this way?

I turn to my left and then my right, walk some more, look again to my left and then my-

Crap.

Great.

Lovely.

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