When two letters arrive in the post for the Potters inviting them to a school for wizards Pippa is beyond excited. She was ready to start fresh somewhere new where she could actually be someone, where she could be special.
However, Hogwarts was not...
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It was like Snape could somehow read my mind and see what type of detention would cause me the most suffering. IT WAS SO BORING!
On Monday he made me reorganise the ingredient cupboard. I had to relabel all of the ingredients from letters to numbers. It wasn't too horrible. I had Adonis to help me out. I think he looked Snape funny in the corridor or something.
On Tuesday he made me write 'I must show my professors and peers respect' 1000 times. I think he thought that if I wrote it down then it would be true, it wasn't. I nearly died of boredom when Snape added on another 500 times after I annoyed him about going to the toilet for fifteen minutes.
Wednesday's detention was scrubbing the disgusting black gunk off of spare caldrons. I kept getting distracted by the floating animals in jars all around the room and Snape would have to slam his hand on the desk to get me back on track. I had horrible blisters by the end.
Today Snape sent me to clean the wall that the Weasley twins had graffitied. Well, we didn't know they did it but who else would paint a picture of Snape as an old lady on the dungeon wall? Don't you dare say me! My hands were still sore from the day before (and I dilly-dallied), meaning it took me longer to scrub the magic paint off the wall than it should have.
"Well, if it isn't the princess. What's Professor Snape got you doing tonight, Potter?"
"Go die in a hole Pansy." I snapped at my stupid roommate. I was stuck doing this because of her. Her and her giant spoon attracting head. She was surrounded by a group of other 1st year Slytherins, not one of them I liked. Crabbe, Goyal, Daphne, Tracey and some girl called Millicent that I didn't really know and worst of all, Draco Malfoy.
"Menial labour suits you, Potter. I guess it's true that commoners are destined for certain things." Draco sneered looking down his nose at me. Pansy laughed loudly at what Draco said making me stare at her. That wasn't funny. Was that funny? Had I missed the joke? No one else was laughing. Maybe Pansy had a weird sense of humour.
"And I guess it's true what they say about Tory scu-"
"Potter! Is that wall done?" Snape called from the doorway of his classroom at the end of the corridor. The gang of nobheads in front of me snicker.
I bit the inside of my cheek and exhaled sharply through my nose. "No... sir."
"Then I suggest you refrain from chatting and get on with it." He said scowling at me.
Snape hated me. I hadn't helped myself. I did everything I could to irritate him during potions class for the entire week without doing something that would get me another detention. What's he gonna say 'I gave Pippa detention for being annoying'.
I was scrubbing the graffiti off the wall for another hour before Snape sauntered over and flicked his wand making the remaining paint instantly vanish. I gaped at him in disbelief. I'd been trying to clean that wall for the past two hours just for him to do it within seconds. I had to literally bite my tongue to stop myself from giving him a piece of my mind.
