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⋇⊶⊰❣⊱⊷⋇𝑳𝒚𝒍𝒂 𝑳𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏

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𝑳𝒚𝒍𝒂 𝑳𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏

First day back for lessons are always very hectic especially with all the new first years trying to find the correct classrooms. But it was extra hectic due to having 2 new schools join us. They where apparently mixing in with some of our classes so they didn't fall too behind.

Myself and Demi walked down the corridors filled with children. "We have  Defense Against the Dark Arts first." Demi sighed.

I looked at the time table seeing she was right. "How come we are mixed with Slytherins and Gryffindors?" I questioned.

"Probably because of all the extra students this year." Demi stated.

"Fair enough." I sighed.

We made our way to the classroom which was practically nearly filled to the brim. Demi ran to the seat next to Enzo as I scanned and found a spare seat near Hermione. I walked over and took my spot and she smiled at me.

"Lyla how are you feels like ages since seeing you." She laughed.

"Yeah I know, just busy." I smiled. "Hi Harry, Hi Ron." I smiled at the two boys who looked at me. Ron just grunted and looked down.

"What's rattled his cage?" I sighed.

"Rumours have it you have been shagging his brother." Hermione said with a straight face.

"Which one he has plenty?" I sighed.

"George." Hermione stated. "Fred has being going mental about it all, rather pathetic because you wouldn't do that would you?" She asked.

Before I could even answer the door swung open and in walked a man with a wooden leg and a fake eye as he limped across. He approaches the chalk board and starts to write his name.

"Alistair Moody." He grunts. "Ministry malcontent. And your new defence
against the dark arts teacher. I'm here  because Dumbledore asked me, end of  story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?
When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many curses there are?"

Hermiones hand shoots up. The professor nods at her. "Three sir." She stated putting her hand down.

"And they are so named?" He asks looking at us both giving me the creeps.

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