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 no...
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I decided I hated how Hogwarts got its post delivered when dithering Draco Malfoy's owl dropped a thick heavy envelope on my head. People around me erupted in laughter making me scowl at them before my etiquette book flashed in my mind and I gave them all a strained smile.
"Are you okay, Pip?"
"Yeah, you look like you've been stabbed."
Celia gasped and leaned forward, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Is this your... women's time?"
"You what?!" I asked a little too loudly.
"My mum said that we're becoming women and women have, you know, periods." She whispered the last part like it was a dirty word.
"Oh, nah, it ain't that just being polite that's all." I shrugged making Celia and Ayesha burst into a fit giggles.
"Ah, I see you're planning to play the jester again this year as well, Potter. May I suggest you don't." Professor Snape's beady little eyes narrowed when I snatched their timetables off him.
"You may not." I muttered
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing!" I said in a disgustingly cheerful singsongy voice. I jumped when a roar of sound filled the Hall, shaking dust from the ceiling. 'STEALING THE CAR, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SURPRISED IF THEY'D EXPELLED YOU, YOU WAIT TILL I GET HOLD OF YOU, I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU STOPPED TO THINK WHAT YOUR FATHER AND I WENT THROUGH WHEN WE SAW IT HAD GONE' Mrs Weasley's voice was unmistakable, a hundred times louder than usual, echoed deafeningly off the stone walls.
"What the bloody hell is that?"
Celia cringed. "Howler! Mum and Dad sent Benji one on-"
'LETTER FROM DUMBLEDORE LAST NIGHT, I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD DIE OF SHAME, WE DIDN'T BRING YOU UP TO BEHAVE LIKE THIS, YOU AND HARRY COULD BOTH HAVE DIED!' At the mention of Harry I strunk into my seat.
'ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED, YOUR FATHER'S FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT AND IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT BACK HOME.' A ringing silence fell. The red envelope burst into flames and curled into ashes.
"Leave it to those two idiots to embarrass me on the first day." I grumbled, playing with the end of one of her pigtails.
"I think you should be more worried about the fact that we've got potions first." Ayesha said scowling at her timetable.
"Yeah but we've got transfiguration after."
"Only you like transfiguration, Lia." I reminded her.
The walk back down to the dungeons was a bit more depressing than I thought it'd be. Potions was one of her favourite subjects last year even if it was taught by Snape. It was controlled, organised, an art. The first lesson was mainly taking notes on what we were going to be covering in the next couple classes.
