The Day He Stole My Heart *COMPLETED*

Chapter 3- Gilderoy Lockhart or Should I Say Git Lockhart

SCARLET'S POV

  SCARLET'S POV

After being found by Filch we were sent to Snapes office; And when you're in Snapes office you know its going to get greasy ( like his hair).

Suddenly; Snape comes barging in with newspaper in his hand. He slams it down on the desk in front of us and the three of us look down at the front page; only to see that Mr. Weasley's car was in the picture above.

" You were seen by no less than seven Muggles. Do you have any idea how serious this is? You have risked the exposure of our world. Not to mention the damage you inflicted on a Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born." I slumped
back in my seat, note to self, apologize to the wimping willow for Ron's stupidity. My hair turning blue with white streaks, Snape stared at me until Ron continued to talk.
"Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did more damage to us." like I said before, Ron's stupidity.
"Silence! I assure you, that if you were in Slytherin, and your fate rested with me, the both of you would be on the train home- tonight. As it is... " Snape was cut off,
" ...They are not. " I looked over only to see Prof. Dumbledore and Prof. McGonagall.
"Prof. Dumbledore, Prof. McGonagall" they looked at me and Dumbledore smiled before turning back to Snape,
"Headmaster, these three have flouted the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry. As such-- " he was once
again cut off by Dumbledore, you go Headmaster!,
"I am well aware of our bylaws, Severus, having written quite a few of them myself. However, as head of Gryffindor house, it is for Professor McGonagall to determine the appropriate action. " we all looked at Prof. McGonagall, waiting for her opinion, it was tense,
"We'll go and get our stuff, then. " we all looked at Ron, then looked down agreeing with him for once.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Weasley? " She asked; Ron looked up.
"You're going to expel us, aren't you? " I looked down until I heard Prof. McGonagall,
"Not today, Mr. Weasley. But, I must impress on the three of you the seriousness of what you have done. I will be writing to your families tonight, and you three will receive detention. " I looked up and smiled, my hair becoming a bright orange, I may hate detention, but it sure as hell beats getting expelled. McGonagall looked over and saw my orange hair, " I see that you are a Metamorphmagus? took after your mother" I just smiled, I didn't know who my mother was so I didn't say anything.We walked out of the room, but not before I waved and smiled sarcastically at Prof. Snape, to
whom he glared back at me, well, what a rude man. Soon I caught up with Ron and Harry as we made our way down
to the great hall.
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GREENHOUSE ( MORNING ) PROF.SPROUT
After last night I made sure to stay our of trouble; I don't need Hermione yelling at me again. Sitting down beside Dean and Neville they asked me about last night.

" What happened to you guys last night? we didn't see you guys on the train or the boats" I looked at Dean
and nervously laughed while scratching the back of my neck,
" Well, for some reason the brick wall at the train station closed up before we could run threw, and it wasn't even 11
yet, so we took Mr. Weasley's car and drove here, but it ran out of gas before we could touch the ground, we ended up
crashing into the whomping willow, which almost got us killed, we almost got away with it until Mr. Filch got us and brought
us to Prof. Snape, he wanted us expelled but Prof. McGonagall only gave us detention " by the end of my little speech Neville
and Deans mouth was hanging open, I giggled and closed it for them, Neville was the first to speak,
"Wow, I would've expected you guys to get expelled " I looked at him,
"Thanks Neville, what a great friend you are " I said sarcastically; he then tried to explain that he didn't mean like that, I laughed and
covered his mouth with my hand,
"Its fine Neville don't worry about it, I was joking " I relied; he sighed of relief before Prof. Sprout came inside,
"Morning, everyone! Good morning, everyone! " Everyone looked at her. She was a short, stubby woman with short curly hair and a gentle smile. She kind of reminded me of Mrs. Weasley
"Good morning, Professor Sprout! " Everyone replied; she smiled at us before continuing.
"Welcome to Greenhouse Three, Second Years. Now, gather around, everyone. Today, we are going to repot Mandrakes. Who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root? " mine and Hermione's hands shot up,
"Yes, uh, Hermione Granger? " she smiled,
"Mandrake, or Mandragora, is used to return those who have been Petrified to their original state." she looked at me,
"Can you continue Mrs. Jones? " I smiled and nodded,
"It's also quite dangerous. The Mandrake's cry is fatal to anyone who hears it." she once again smiled,
"Excellent! Ten points each to Gryffindor! " we smiled at each other and high fived.
"Now, as our Mandrakes are still only seedlings their cries won't kill you yet. But they could knock you out for several hours, which is why I have given each of you a pair of earmuffs for auditory protection. So, could you please put them on, right away? Quickly! Flaps tight down, and watch me closely. You grasp your Mandrake firmly, you pull it sharply up out of the pot... " all of a sudden we heard a loud cry, it
hurt my ears, I looked over and saw Neville faint,
"Uh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs. " before I could answer, Seamus did in his cute Irish accent.
"No, ma'am, he's just fainted. " I looked over only to find Seamus staring at me, he blushed and looked down at
his plant, I giggled and went back to work.
"Yes, well, just leave him there. Right! On we go! Plenty of pots to go around. Grasp your Mandrake, and pull it up!"
Then; everyone began pulling on their Mandrake; at first it was quite hard; since they try to bite you. But once you've got the hang of it, it's easy. During the class Harry and I saw Malfoy get bit by one of the Mandrakes; causing us to laugh as he glared.