Fred Weasley: My Lover

Lessons- Chapter Six

Maddy’s POV

I woke up as the sun rose the next morning since the sun was shining in my face. I decided to wake up Hermione first. “Hermione, wake up. We have school”, I say softly, shaking her. She immediately woke up since she is such a light sleep but Ginny on the other hand. “Ginny! Wake up!”, we both yell but she still won’t wake. “Why don’t we try jumping on the bed?”, I suggest and we did that. She suddenly awoke from her slumber and stumbled out of bed to her trunk to get out her robes.

We headed to the showers. The water was so warm and felt like a nice hug. I changed into my robes and started on my hair. My hair was very frizzy and curly and in colour it was dirty blonde. It was very hard to maintain but Hermione had taught me a spell so it wasn’t frizzy. I put my hair into a ponytail and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast with Ginny and Hermione. Fred and George were surprisingly already at breakfast. The only people at the Gryffindor table other than us were Oliver Wood, Colin Creevey and his first year brother Dennis, Lavender Brown, Pavati Patil , Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson. I put bacon, eggs and toast on my plate and started eating. Suddenly Harry and Ron came down. Ron immediately started eating, being the greedy guts that he is. McGonagall came up to us to give us our timetables. “Miss Hunter, your time table”, Professor McGonagall said, handing me my schedule. Fred Gorge and Lee sat across from us, discussing ways they could enter the tournament (other than an aging potion).

“Herbology with the Hufflepuffs and Care of Magical Creatures…. Damn it, we’re still with the Slytherins”, I heard Ron say. “Don’t forget Double Divination this afternoon”, I said to him and Harry. We all groaned.  “Please remind me why we are doing this subject”, Ron says. “If you think about it, it’s kind of a blow off subject. The homework Trelawney sets is pretty basic. All you have to do is make predictions and you can easily make them up”, I say. “You should have just given it up like me, shouldn’t you?” said Hermione briskly, buttering herself some toast. “Then you’d be doing something sensible like Arithmancy”. I just rolled my eyes.

“You’re eating again, I notice,” said Ron. “What?” I ask. “Last night ‘Mione found out the elves cook the food in the kitchen so she wouldn’t eat”, He explains. I knew that the elves were in the kitchen because I’d been down there with Fred and George before.

Soon enough I found myself walking to the greenhouses for Herbology. Professor Sprout was showing us Bubotubers which looked like giant, black, gross slugs. “They need squeezing. You will collect the pus -” “The what?” Seamus Finnigan said, sounding revolted. “Pus, Finnigan, Pus”, said Professor Sprout. “And it’s extremely valuable so don’t waste it. You will collect the pus in these bottles. Wear your gloves because it can do funny things to the skin when undiluted”.

Squeezing the bubotubers was gross. The pus was thick and a yellowish-green colour which smelt strongly of Petrol. By the end of the lesson we had collected several pints. “This’ll keep Madam Pomfrey happy”, said Professor Sprout. Suddenly a booming bell from the other side of the castle rang to signal us that the lesson had ended. The Hufflepuffs climbed the stone stairs for Transfiguration as the Gryffindors headed down towards Hagrid’s cabin, which stood on the edge of the forest.

“Mornin’!” Hagrid said, grinning at us. “Be’er wait fer the Slytherins, they won’ want ter miss this- Blast-Ended Skrewts!” “Come again?” said Ron. Hagrid pointed down into the crates. “Eurgh!” squealed Lavender Brown, jumping back in fright. “Eurgh” pretty much summed up the Blast-Ended Skrewts. They looked light shell-less lobsters, extremely pale and slimy-looking, with legs sticking out at all angles and no head that was visible. There were about a hundred of them in each create and they smelled of a mix between rotten fish and boiled eggs.