The Blood Traitor || Oc x Oc

Seraphina Saves The Day

Next morning, they had their first lesson. Professor McGonagall lectured the first-years. Harry and Ron were nowhere in sight. Eventually, the boys arrived, a good thirty minutes late. They sprinted to the middle of the room, coming to an abrupt halt. 

“Whew!” said Harry, who was wheezing. “Made it!”

“Can you imagine the look on old Professor McGonagall’s face when she sees that we are late?”

At once, Professor McGonagall transformed from the cat on the desk to Professor McGonagall. Both boys stared at her, wide-eyed and amazed. Ron looked more impressed than Sera’s twin brother did. She couldn’t help but smirk before trying to focus back on her schoolwork. 

“That was bloody brilliant,” said Ron faintly. 

“Thank you, Mr. Weasley,” said Professor McGonagall, who did not sound amused. “Perhaps I should have turned Mr. Potter into a pocket watch? That way, one of you might be on time.”

Both boys ignored the snickering that came from their classmates. 

“We — We got lost,” Harry stuttered apologetically.

“Well, then,” said Professor McGonagall, “perhaps a map? I trust that you won’t need one to find your seats. Please sit.” 

***

Potions was far from pleasant. Sera absolutely despised the subject. Professor Snape was crueler than she thought he was. No wonder her family didn't speak about him much. He forced Sera and her brother to answer questions that they clearly didn’t know the answer to. And they were being completely honest. 

Sera was relieved when Wednesday rolled around the corner. They'd barely been three days in, and she was already worn out. They had been loaded with homework from all of their teachers so far. She was trying to work on her own homework, trying to block out Seamus Finnigan’s voice, as he tried to turn a glass of water into rum. 

“Say, Sera,” said Harry with great interest. “What’s Seamus trying to turn that glass of water into?”

“Into rum,” she casually answered. “He actually managed to turn water into a weak tea the other day. Well. That was be fore he —”

A bang was heard, and everyone turned to the explosion. Seamus sat there, looking stunned, and staring at his burnt table space in shock. The first-yeas laughed at him. Sera shook her head.

“Exploded it.”

She shook her head and tried to get back into concentrating on her homework. But she was once again interrupted by Ron.

“Say, Sera. How do you know that Harry and I were using the loo?”

The girl rolled her eyes. She closed her History of Magic book, staring Ron in the eye. She was surprised that he did not back down. 

“Because you told me, you idiot.”

“Really? Because I don’t recall —”

“I’m sure you will,” Sera interrupted. She tried to do a terrible impression of her half-brother’s voice. “Oh, Sera! Be sure to save us seats when you get into the Great Hall for lunch. Harry and I are going to use the loo —”

“Oh, shut up,” Ron grumbled. Luckily for him, on cue, the owls began screeching, signalling their arrival. His eyes immediately lit up. “Ohhh! The mail’s here!”

Owls began to soar straight into the Great Hall, dropping packages and whatnot to their owners. Ron was looking from his package, to the Daily Prophet, and back to the package again before finally deciding on going with the package. As he was eagerly unwrapping his package from home, Harry immediately dove for the Daily Prophet.