𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬 |• watching the movies • | h.p. | f.weasley

First Day Lessons and the New Gryffindor Seeker

[It is morning at Hogwarts, and Rose and Ron are running in the corridors because they're late for Transfiguration class. In the class, a tabby cat is sitting on a desk. Rose and Ron rush in; Hermione rolls her eyes in annoyance because they're late for class.]

Ron: Whew! Made it! Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?

[The cat jumps off the desk and transforms into Professor McGonagall, on-screen for the first time. The two children are amazed.]

Everyone could not help but laugh at the two children's amazed faces at what they just witnessed which made Rose and Ron go red.

Ron: That was bloody brilliant!

McGonagall: Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps, it'd be more useful if I were to transfigure Ms. Potter and yourself into a pocketwatch. That way, one of you might be on time.

Rose: We got lost.

McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.

McGonagall shook her head at this, it was times like this when Rose and Harry reminded her of two particular individuals, James Potter and Sirius Black.

[Later on, inside Snape's potions classroom, the students are chattering, sitting near steaming cauldrons. The door slams open and Snape comes rushing in.]

"So dramatic, and for what?" Asked Seamus, he still did not understand after all these years why Snape liked to always make a dramatic entrance into the classroom.

"Yeah, I agree with you," said Rose fondly "and he has a go at me for 'strutting' around school as he says 'just like my father. I do not strut!"

Her friends gave her knowing glances.

"Okay, maybe I do a bit..."

"And in fact, James did strut," said Sirius fondly, as Remus laughed, both remising fondly on their memories with James.

Snape: There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... [looks at Draco, who smiles] ...who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper... [Draco looks on] ...in death. [Draco raises his eyebrows. Snape sees Rose, writing what Snape said in his lecture down, in, his view, not paying attention.]

"Seriously?" Asked Remus "She was writing down what you were saying" as he glared at Snape. This grudge Snape held against Rose was ridiculous.

Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough... to not... pay... attention. [Hermione nudges Rose, finally making her look up to the Professor. Snape then walks to where he can speak to Rose more properly.] Ms. Potter. Our... new... celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? [Hermione raises her hand. Rose shrugs.] You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Ms. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar? [Hermione's hand raises again.]

"Hang on," gasped Angelina "we did not learn those until fourth year!"

Many people glared at Snape for picking on Rose, he had no right to.