Adara POV
Breakfast was delicious, blueberry pancakes and slices of bacon is what I settled for, Dante did aswell. Craft got an omelette, ham, pepper and cheese to be exact. My eyes were now skimming the piece of paper clutched in my hand, looking at the classes I had today,
Flying lessons with Proffesor Hooch.
Already know how to fly but okay.
Potions with Professor Snape.
Yet again, we already knew how to do most potions.
Herbology with Professor Sprout
Nice, sound easy, gotta love nature.
And lastly...urgh
History of magic
Why do we need to learn all this sad stuff, it's so boring.
Folding the paper up in my pocket I give Jacey a piece of bacon before i tap the others shoulders and we walked to our first class, feeling a certain pair of grey eyes burning holes through my head I round the castle's corner. As I imagined, the other first years had already done this so it was just me Dakota and Dante. Like it naturally would the brooms listened immediatly, my new broom flew directly up until I felt the cold smooth wood fit into my hand.
"That was Quick, strong voices I guess. Now all of you, mount your firebolts and give a hard pu-"
We were already up in the air before she could Finnish her sentence, coughing to get her focus on what I was going to say.
"Not to be rude Proffessor but we don't need brooms to fly, but since we have to fit in more we already studied broom sticks, and well, after all, we excel at everything." I told her, gliding through the air laughing along with Dakota. I swiveled round when I heard a snort from behind me. Glaring at the lady, I get ready to mutter a chant at the hag. But Dante stopped me before I could.
"What is so funny? Hmm, the fact that we excel at something you have learnt all your life? Yes it's indeed funny looking at you fail in your career Professor Hooch. Do NOT disrespect us. You will regret it." Dante lowered his broom as he increased his voice to get his point across. Another unladylike noise left the women as she screamed out "DETENTION MISS ADARA AND MR DANTE, YOU SHOULD BE EMBARRASSED WITH YOUR FRIENDS DAKOTA. HOW DARE YOU TWO THREATEN A PROFESSOR! GER DOWN HERE!" Her face turns an ugly red as we all start laughing, Dakota grinning like crazy before she chuckled, "I'd rather you didn't try shout us down old lady. Silecncio"
And with that small seemingly innocent chant from my best friend, the teachers mouth began to slowly close up, muting her muffled screams. Her figure soon becoming as small as an ant to us, for an elderly lady she sure did run fast. We continued flying for what seemed to be an hour before we got ready for our next class in this magic school.
"Potions! Yes, I love that." Dante chuckled as he swing his arm over my shoulder and Dakota's. Rolling my eyes I smile up at my friends,
"Of course you like potions, loads of people do, we do too moron, you just are addicted!" I laugh as he lets out a small pout and fake whimper. Glancing around I notice not many linger the castle corridors anymore, still taking our times we soon approach Proffessor Snape's potion room. With a flick of my finger the door swings open gracefully, making no sound. Gotta love advantages of learning wandless magic years back.
"...stopper on death." Snapes deep slow voice comes to a stop as we walk casually up to him, He glanced at us with slightly wider eyes as he sees who we are.
"Hello, take a seat..." his voice remained a low growl of sorts as he went over the basics of potions and their wonders. My blue eyes kept flying around looking at who was paying attention. Mostly everyone was either cowering from Snape's gaze or watching his furious hand movements. The only few that weren't really watching was of course me, Dakota and surprisingly the same stormy grey eyed, blonde haired boy, Draco Malfoy from earlier. His eyes drooping, no focus on the lesson whatever. I let an eye roll cross my face as I turned back around, must understand it all aswell.
After the lesson ended the students piled out of the dark dungeon classroom, in hopes of seeing some sort of light to guide them through the musty corridors.
It had barely been half the day and I was already discussing year 7 magic with my friends and new acquaintances from slytherin, ravenclaw and some hufflepuff. No gryfindors chose to go near any of us slytherins. Months seemed to past, the golden trio seemed to attract a lot of danger, I was given a special insight by Granger about what they went through, and what Harry Potter did, I mean, wow, the philosopher's stone! I haven't seen it before but I heard it was divine. Back at The Crescent Coven we have our own founding family jewl, a bright glowing emerald, representing our nature bejng reborn! It's a shame that me and my friends missed such a great moment, I mean, the power would have been so refreshing from that stone, but I guess it was all in the time and place. Magic was magnificent, literally spell binding, the potions took your breath away, the endless possibilities of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry only seemed to get better!
"Only 10 days left guys, got this went so fast, it is 10 days left right? Not 3 months?" Dakota squeled from behind me as we walked of to our last lesson of the day, History of Magic. I giggled with her as we sat down in the seats, awaiting our Proffessers arrival.
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