The Adventures of Eli Snow

The Boy Who Cried Deatheater

15 minutes after I came up to the Room about a dozen kids stood and walked up to the seventh floor. My twin brother, who was curious to see who I was, followed them up. I was back to normal. My white-as-paint hair was now french braided down to the middle of my back. They came in groups of three's. I pressed my hands into the wooden table that took up most of the room.

"Drake will you stop pacing! It's freaking me out," I snapped.

"Sorry love. Force of habit," He kissed me on the cheek. I looked up from the table sized version of the Maurader's map and wrapped my arms around his neck forcing him to look at me.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong," He lied.

"You're lying, I can tell. What's wrong?"

"What if your dads don't like me?"

"Well one of them almost skinned you my third week of school, but I think he's gotten over that over time," I joked. "And the other told me that he's okay with whatever I do as long as I don't blow myself up so I think this just barely falls under the category of not doing that."

"Didn't you blow up his classroom in your second week of school?"

"We remember that day very, very differently," I laughed.

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I walked into Paddy's classroom while chatting with Draco and Hermonie. We had the double period with Gryffindors that day, which came with a bright side and a dark side. Bright side; Hermonie had the period with us. Plus one of my dads was teaching! Dark side; Harry was in this class and James was also teaching. The three of us sat in a middle desk and the fourth seat was taken by a shy boy that wouldn't look at us.

"Hello! I'm Eli, this is Hermonie and this is Draco! What's your name?" I asked kindly.

"Neville. I'm Neville Longbottom."

"Well Neville, do you want to sit with us for class? I'm sure we're not as fun as the Gryffindors but we do talk to one another."

"That'd be nice, thanks."

Suddenly the two men at the front of them room called for our attention. "We'll be doing roll now so quite up!

Brown!"

"Here!"

"They'll do Gryffindors first," Draco explained when he saw me look at my timetable again. I missed the names of two Gryffindors.

"Finnigan!"

"Here!"

"Granger!"

"Here!" Hermonie called from her seat. James looked up at her.

"Granger why are you sitting over there? Come sit over here," He pointed at an empty seat. "Bring Longbottom too."

I raised my hand. "Eli don't do this," Draco protested.

James glared at me. "What?"

"I wasn't aware there was a seating chart."

"There isn't one."

"Then why can't Hermonie and Neville sit with us if they want?"

"Ms. Pot-"

"Actually it's Black sir. Black-Lupin if you wish to go that far into formalities."

"Very well, Ms. Black, Granger and Longbottom are Gryffindors there for they should be with other Gryffindors," He said to me like a child.