Amelia Merlin

Part Thirty Six: Freshly caught Cornish Pixies

A/n this chapter goes out to BlueUnicorn18 for reading the entire book in one day and voting the whole way through! Lots of love to you and hope you enjoy!

Amelia's first day back was interesting, to say the least. Ron got a howler from Mrs Weasley, which was really funny. She and the twins were almost dying from laughter at Ron's face.

"So what do you have today Amy?" George peered over her shoulder to look at her schedule. "Herbology, nice. Oooh Defence  against the Dark Arts with Lockhart! Lucky girl!"

"You don't even know him! How can you make judgments about him?" Then Amelia considered for a moment. "Well I guess one look at his stupid hair and you know the guys a twat."

Fred spat out his pumpkin juice. "Geez Amelia what happened to judging people?"

She scoffed, "people judge each other all the time. Let's not pretend like we don't!"

"Amelia! How excited are you for our first class with Lockhart?"Lavender ran up to her.

"Super duper excited!" Amelia replied sarcastically.

"Me too!" Lavender was completely oblivious sometimes. "Let's go early so we get good seats!"

"Sure." Amelia tried to smile but it just made her face look weird, forcing the twins to stifle their laughter. She, Lavender and Parvati walked to the greenhouses where they had their first class.

Professor Sprout taught them all about Mandrakes and they started potting them. Amelia loved how ugly they were, and they seemed to like her. At least, their screams were quieter with her nearby, one of them even smiled at her, but it could have been something else.

These things were very questionable.

The next class was with Lockhart and the other girls were bouncing odd the walls to get there. They got seats right at the front, Lavender and Parvati sat together while Amelia was behind them. Soon the whole class had arrived.

"Is that seat taken?" Seamus asked Amelia.

"Nope!" He sat down next to her and took out his books.

"Apparently this guys seen a lot of stuff. Me mom doesn't shut up about him!" Seamus frowned, looking down at his textbook with Gilderoys smiling face.

"Yeah well personally I think he looks a bit stupid."

"Really? I thought all girls loved him!" Seamus was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah well I'm not all girls." Amelia smiled.

"Very true." Laughed Seamus. Lavender turned around then to join in the conversation.

"Yeah I think Lockharts a total idiot!" She gushed and Amelia raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah it doesn't take much of a genius to see that." Seamus laughed, Lavender seemed to take that a bit personally and she shot Amelia a look. Amelia just shrugged because she had no idea what Lavender meant.

"So are you excited for this class Seamus?" She beamed at him.

"I suppose." Amelia tried not to laugh at Lavenders attempts to talk to Seamus. She wanted to be a good friend, so it was wingman time.

"Lavender has done so much prep for this class. She read all the books. So if you ever need any help, you should totally ask her!" Amelia smiled at her friend who returned the expression.

"Blimey! That's great." Seamus seemed a little more interested. Just then Gilderoy Lockhart came into the room. He gave a grandiose speech about how lovely he was then handed out a pop quiz for them to fill out.

Amelia was worried because she handed studied anything, but when she read the questions, she laughed out loud.

Putting up her hand, she asked: "Is this serious?"

"Of course my dear!" He beamed at her, his white teeth were blinding. "I need to know if you've read the textbooks!"

"But how is your favourite colour going to help me learn Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Amelia tried to keep her voice as serious as possible, but the laughter trying to force it's way out, made her words shake.

"I'm also confused about the quiz sir," Seamus joined in, laughing beside her.

"Well do your best and we shall see at the end!" The smile never wavered from Professor Lockharts face.

So Amelia and Seamus laughed over the test, trying to be as quiet as possible, and failing miserably. And when Lockhart started to read the answers out loud, she had to kick Seamus under the table to make him shut up.

Hermione nearly fainted when Lockhart mentioned her name, "... But Miss Granger knew my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair-care potions- good girl! In fact-" he looked over the paper. "Full marks! Where is Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised a shaking hand and Lavender and Parvati shot her dirty looks.

"Excellent!" Lockhart still had that stupid grin on his face. "Quite excellent! Take ten points for Gryffindor! And so, to business..."

He bent down then lifted a large covered cage into his desk.

"Now- be warned! It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind! You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here. All I ask is that you remain calm."

Amelia definetly preferred the smiling, winking Lockhart to this serious one.

"I must ask you not to scream." Lockhart's voice was low. "It might provoke them." He whipped off the cover to reveal Cornish Pixies.

"Yes!" He said with flare. "Freshly caught Cornish Pixies."

Seamus couldn't contain it any longer and neither could Amelia. While she burst out laughing and wiped her eyes, he asked, "Well they're not- they're not very- dangerous, are they?"

"Don't be so sure!" Lockhart waggled a finger at Seamus, who looked utterly disgusted by it. "Devilish tricky little blighters they can be!"

The cage was rattling so much Amelia thought it might tip over,  which would be funny but also not, because pissed of pixies aren't a good time.

"Right then!" Lockhart raised his voice. "Let's see what you make of them!"

He just had to open the fucking cage, didn't he, Amelia thought to herself as pixies whizzed by her ear.

They shattered glass and smashed ink bottles and tore apart books. And when Lockhart tried to stop them, they threw his wand out a window. They picked Neville up by his ears and carried him away.

Amelia was strangely enjoying the pandemonium and found it very amusing.

The moment the bell rung, everyone rushed for the door, disregarding text books and quills. Only five people remained. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Amelia and Lockhart, who promptly delegated the task to them and ran for his life.

A pixie bit Ron's ear, making him shout, "Can you believe him?" He roared.

"He just wants to give us some hands-on experience," Hermione retorted as she shoved some frozen pixies back in the cage.

Amelia nearly cried out that's what she said, but she refrained.

"Hands on?" Harry said in disbelief. "Hermione, he didn't have a clue what he was doing!"

"Yeah I'm with the boys in this one." Amelia agreed. "The guys an twat."

Hermione glared at her which just made Amelia shrug. "Rubbish, you've read his books-look at all those amazing things he's done..."

"He says he's done." Ron growled and Amelia laughed.

"I know Lockharts and idiot, but you can't deny, this was kinda fun." She  nudged Harry and he looked at her like she was mad.

"You have a weird sense of fun, Merlin."

"You haven't seen anything yet!" Amelia winked.