Chapter 5 - Questions
Year 1
I woke up on this amazingly soft bed which was beside Nikki's. She was up already doing her Makeup (seriously?).
"Good Morning" she sang
"Good morning to you too" I yawned
I took a shower and changed into my Hogwarts Uniform.
"Nikki, are you done yet?"
"Yup, just a second" she said dabbing the last bit of Makeup on her face. "Okay, I'm ready"
It was a nice Friday morning as we were heading to breakfast. I think it was about time we understood Hogwarts properly.
There were a hundred and forty-two staircases at Hogwarts: wide, sweeping ones; narrow, rickety ones; some that led somewhere different on a Friday; some with a vanishing step halfway up that you had to remember to jump. Then there were doors that wouldn't open unless you asked them politely, or tickled them in exactly the right place, and doors that weren't really doors at all, but solid walls just pretending. It was also very hard to remember where anything was, because it all seemed to move around a lot. The ghosts didn't help, either. It was always a nasty shock when one of them glided suddenly through a door you were trying to open. The Bloody Baron, the Slytherin's house ghost, was the creepiest one of them all.
We actually managed to get to breakfast without getting lost. We took our seats at the Slytherin table while a lot of eyes from the other house tables were staring at me and whispering. I hope they would stop for once.
"So what do we have today?" Nikki asked
"Double potions with the Gryffindors" I replied looking over to the Gryffindor house table. Ron was there eating his porridge. We haven't talked since the sorting, I hope everything's cool between us.
Just then, the post arrived. Hundreds of owls streamed into the Great Hall, circling the tables until they saw their owners and dropping letters and packages on to their laps. A white owl flew towards me which I recognized as my mom's snowy owl, Frost. He dropped a letter on my food and started eating my toast. Another owl dropped a letter to Nikki while I opened my letter;
Dear Bailey
How are you doing? I hope adjusting to this new place is going well.
So tell me, How are your classes? Did you make any new friends?
And most importantly, which house did you get sorted in?
You better have not fallen into any trouble already! I'll be waiting for your reply.
Sending lots of love.
- Tonks
I smiled while reading this. I'll have to write her back later. And I also....kind of have to talk to Ron - maybe at Dinner or something.
Potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons. I think Professor Snape was even creepier than the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls.
Snape, like Flitwick (our charms teacher), started the class by taking the register, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name.
"Ah, yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new - celebrity." I might have heared Darco and his friends snigger behind their hands at some point.
Just like Harry, he paused at my name too.
"and last, but not least - Bailey.....McKnight? Ahh..a pleasure..."
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