Kris is enjoying a free period, with Harry and Ron. They watched first years hustle around the halls, still trying to figure out their classes. Kris gave some directions to their classes, since she is a prefect, as Harry and Ron laughed at their confusion.
"Miss Bogart!" McGonagall hollered as she walked through the wave of students.
"This can't be good," Kris gasped as her and Harry walked into the flood of first years.
"Enjoying ourselves, are we?" McGonagall sarcastically remarked.
"We had a free period this morning," Kris answered as she stared at the ground.
"So I noticed."
"Kristina, I would think you would want to fill it with Potions, with Potter. Or is it no longer your ambition to become an Auror like your mother destined you to be?"
"Well- um. I know I didn't need to take O.W.L, but I didn't expect-"
"Kristina, I would refer or, want you to be an Auror. I know that I brought up your mother, but I would really appreciate-- she would too-- if you would follow this path. Also, Professor Slughorn is perfectly happy to accept highly advanced students."
"B-brilliant, um.." Kris struggled. "We'll head there straightaway than."
"Oh. Good, good!" McGonagall clapped.
"Potter, take Weasley with you. He looks far too happy over there," McGonagall added.
Kris gave a fake smile, and grabbed Ron and Harry, and dragged them to Potions.
"But I don't want to take potions!" Ron whined. "More Quidditch trials are coming up, and I need to practice!"
"Quit it! Come on!" Kris sighed annoyingly.
"Attention to detail in the preparation..." Slughorn was teaching once they walked in.
He turned around, and saw the three walk in.
"Ah," he gasped in excitement. "Harry, my boy, I was beginning to worry! We've brought some people with us, I see. And ah! Kristina! Lovely to see you my dear."
"Ron Weasley, sir," Ron coughed awkwardly. "But I'm dead awful at Potions, a menace, actually."
Kris noticed Lavender making a dreamy face at Ron as he explained his hardships. She then noticed Hermione, she is happy she isn't alone, then she spotted Neville. Once she saw Lynn and Angelica, she felt more happy.
"Nonsense, we'll make good of ya! Now, I see that you have no books, get whatever is in the cupboard. Now, as I was saying, can anyone tell me what potions these are?"
Lynn and Hermione both raised their hands.
"Yes, miss?" Slughorn pointed at Lynn.
"Bogart, sir."
"Why Kristina! How did you-?"
"I'm Lynnette, sir, Kristina and I are sisters. But may I?"
"Of course, Lynnette!"
Lynn walked up to the first small cauldron, "That one there is Veritaserum, it's a truth-telling serum."
She then paced over to the next cauldron, "and that would be Polyjuice Potion."
Harry opened the cupboard, and three books were there. Two were fine, and the last one was old and tattered. Before Harry and Ron can choose, Kris grabbed their collars.
"Ladies first," Kris harshly whispered as she picked up a nice one, "now, go on and fight like animals."
Ron came out, and got the nice one, and Harry got the old and tattered one.
