Sherlock, Molly Irene and John went into the great hall, and sat at the Gryffindor table.
"So John, what do you have for classes this year?" Molly asked, as she sat beside Sherlock; who was reading a book on the History of Magic.
"I have Divination, Potions, the History of Magic, and Dark Arts. What about you guys?" John replied.
"Same as you John" Irene said, after her first sip of pumpkin juice.
"Same here, what about you Sherlock?" Molly replied, she looked at Sherlock with her sweet light brown eyes, then looked up from his book.
"Same for me, it looks like Gryffindor and Slytherin have classes together this year; same goes for Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's" Sherlock said, before going back to his book.
Molly slightly blushed, while John and Irene rolled their eyes.
The trio walked to the Gryffindor table, and greeted John; their fellow Gryffindor.
"Hey mate, how was Christmas Holliday?" Harry and Ron Asked him.
"It was good, spent time with my girlfriend and friends what about you guys?" John asked.
Hermione was the first to speak.
"I spent it with Harry and Ron on Christmas Eve, and spent it with my parents on Christmas Day" Hermione said cheerfully.
John looked at Harry and Ron.
"You've heard it from Hermione" they both replied.
"John, why don't you introduce your friends?" As Hermione finished, Mary walked in; gave John a kiss on the cheek and sat on the opposite of him.
"Well, you know my Girlfriend Marry, Sherlock is the Ravenclaw reading the book..." John started to say.
Hermione looked at Sherlock, and slightly blush. Molly don't like the way, Hermione was looking at Sherlock.
'He's kinda handsome'Hermione thought, to herself.
"Molly is sitting next to him, Irene is in Slytherin. But she is not like them at all, except when she gets threatened. Oh, I forgot to mention Molly is in Ravenclaw also.
Molly and Harry shook hands, both feeling this spark; a spark of romantic attraction, but denied it to them selves.
"Nice to meet you Molly..." Harry said, as he saw her Beauty right away.
"Likewise Harry" Molly replied.
Ginny came in and sat across from John.
"Hi John" Ginny said as, she blushed noticeably but everyone thought it was cause Harry was around.
"Hey Gin, had a nice Christmas holiday?" John asked his long time friend, they were friends since 2nd year; in fact, Ginny introduced the trio to John.
"Good, spent it at home. You?" Ginny said, seeing marry next to John; it made her blood boil, but she didn't know why yet.
"Spent it with Mary, maybe this year we can spend it together" John suggested.
"Sure John" Ginny replied.
Irene looked at Ron, she pictured putting her fingers through his ginger hair. 'stop it, he's a Weasley. One of the most lowest of the witch and wizarding family.
As everyone was sitting down, eating and drinking. Hermione asked Irene a question.
"Just curious, who is your mother Irene?" Hermione asked.
"Bellatrix Lestrange...." Irene said, as she watched Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny spit out their Pumpkin juice in shock.
"Your Mother tortured me!" Hermione exclaimed, furiously at Irene.
" I know, I'm sorry for that. I'm not like her, or my father very much though" Irene said Genuinely.
"John's right, you aren't like most Slytherins" Ginny said.
Sherlock stood up, and held Molly by the wrist.
"Come Molly, we don't want to be late" Sherlock said, as he dragged Molly away.
"Bye everyone, see you later!" Molly exclaimed, cheerfully as she was almost out the door; into the hall.
"We Better go too, let's go; or we'll be late" John said as him and Marry walked away from the table, holding hands.
"Okay John, Meet you there" Ginny yelled across the great hall.
"Come guys" Ginny said, as she swiftly walked to divinations.
"Do I Really have to? I really hate that class" Hermione said, as she frowned; walking behind the others to Divinations class.
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