The Second Marauders: Year One

Chapter Five: The Early Morning and Potions Class

"ELLIE! ELLIE! ELLIE! ELLIE!"

"SHUT UP!" she roared, and turned back to sleep.

"ELLIE!"

"WHAT?!"
Angelina stopped yelling. "Lee's already downstairs. He told me to wake you up."

That did it. Elanor jumped out of her bed, pulled on jeans and a red shirt, and hurried down the stairs screaming furiously at her best friend, or worst enemy, she wasn't sure.

Lee backed away. He knew she wasn't that mad because she was smiling, and he knew her well enough to know she wouldn't severely injure him, but she still scared him sometimes.

"LEE JORDAN!" She punched him very hard. In his haste to back away, he toppled onto the couch. "I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO HAVE THE GIRLS WAKE ME UP AT FIVE, YOU MORON!"

"You probably woke everyone else up," he pointed out.

"SO WHAT?!"

"Didn't wake us up," grinned Fred cheerily, as he and George hurtled down the stairs, pleased that some other people were awake. "We already were."

"A word of advice, Lee. Don't ever mess with the Gryffindor girls," laughed George.

"Yeah, our mum was one."

"If she's angry-"

"-there is a high risk of death."

Elanor sighed, and grabbed Lee and Fred's wrists and pulled them out of the room. She knew George couldn't bear to be separated from his twin, so she knew he'd follow.

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The five kids were sitting in the Great Hall stuffing themselves with the rare pancakes. Fred was narrating the morning so far. "-so Ellie woke up every Gryffindor by screaming at Lee," finished Fred with a laugh.

"Seriously," asked Charlie, "how are you not related to us?"

"I probably am. All 'pure-blood' families are, right?" she replied, putting air-quotes around the word 'pure-blood'.

Charlie wrinkled his nose. "Yeah, but you-"

"Yes, Charlie," sighed Elanor exasperatedly. "I know none of that matters. You know what I meant. And I did say 'pure-blood', with the air quotes, and you know that indicates sarcasm"

He laughed at her before glancing at his watch. "Oh, geez, I gotta go! See ya!" And with that, he raced out the door.

"Where's he going? Olivia has the same classes as him and she's still right there." Elanor tilted her head to the side, blond braids falling over her face until she blew them off.

"Oh, probably Quidditch practice," replied George.

"AT SIX IN THE MORNING?!" screeched Elanor.

"Yes, shut up!" hissed Lee. "Normal humans wake up at six."

"Your definition of normal..."

The twins laughed, nearly falling off the bench. Elanor and Lee fought to restrain their giggles as the twins tumbled off the bench hitting the floor with a crash. Failing miserably, they was soon crying with mirth, though the twins' antics really weren't that amusing.

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"We've got, um, someone called Quirrell, oh, and McGonagall, and some guy named Snape. He went to school with Lee's parents!" Elanor scanned the schedule she'd snatched from Charlie's stack earlier.

Fred made a face. "Quirrell's the weirdo-" Ellie smacked him "-Hey! The weirdo with the turban."

"I'm hanging out with weirdos," Lee muttered. The twins snickered, and Ellie sighed while nodding.

"We know McGonagall, she's Gryffindor's Head, and Transfiguration professor. Who's Snape, and what do he and Quirrell teach?" asked Ellie. She was a little angry that Olivia hadn't told her anything.

"Well, Quirrell teaches DADA, but he's a real scaredy-cat," explained George.

"Snape's the greasy-haired guy in black, he's Head of Slytherin, and teaches Potions. Charlie almost failed his exam last year because of Snape," continued Fred.

"Oh yeah! Olivia hinted that I had an 'idiotic, biased professor who has a never-ending competition with himself to see how many points he can dock from us," exclaimed Elanor. "I doubt I'll like him," she added.

Lee snorted. "From the sound of it, no one likes him," he pointed out.

"Oh, no, you're wrong," Fred shook his head with a big, silly grin plastered on his face.

"He favors the Slytherins," put in George.

"I wish McGonagall favored us," chimed in a random girl who plopped down next to Elanor.

"Who're you?" the twins asked in unison.

"Oh, I'm Elizabeth Weston. I'm a second year. Who're you?"

"I'm Lee Jordan, she's my neighbor Elanor Smith."

"But you can call me Ellie." Elanor finished the familiar phrase.

The twins spoke up. "I'm Fred, he's George Weasley."

"No," cut in Elanor, "you're George, he's Fred."

"Still think there's no difference," muttered Lee.

"Oh, you're the infamous Weasley twins! I know your idiotic brother," cried Annie.

"Infamous... I like the sound of that!" chorused the twins. "Yes, he's the stupidest in our whole family, including Ronniekins," added George.

"HEY PERCE!" shouted Fred. "DID YOU KNOW THAT YOUR 'FRIEND' HERE CALLED US INFAMOUS?"

Percy turned bright red at being addressed by two of the weirdest kids in school (who definitely weren't his brothers) and hurried off, while every table burst into laughter.

"And... here! See ya later!" And with that, Annie dashed away to her class leaving the four kids standing by the dungeon door.

"Um, so, d'you wanna go in," asked Lee hesitantly.

"Not particularly," chorused the twins and Ellie. "But I'd rather not get bad grades, so... " Ellie added, her voice trailing off.

"Exactly," grinned Lee.

"Shut up, Lee!" laughed Elanor.

"You shut up," he countered laughingly, and bravely pushed open the door just five minutes before the lesson should start.

"Sit down, Ms. Smith, Mr. Jordan, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley," announced Snape coldly, for the four kids had been standing in the doorway looking around the room in disgust.

They took their seats, Lee and Elanor at one desk, the twins at one nearby. Snape began to lecture them, and all four slowly zoned out while appearing to be paying attention.

Snape soon had them brewing a potion - Elanor couldn't tell you what it was for the life of her - and everyone was soon finished. Everyone that is, except for a young boy named Aaron Finnegan, who, like the twins, had a younger brother nine years old, two years away from Hogwarts. Aaron had blown up his cauldron and covered most of his head in ash. Elanor hoped Aaron's brother Seamus wasn't like him.