Just another Weasley~(Harry potter ff)

Chapter 4~ The First Day

Chapter four~

"There look!"

"Where"?

"Next to the tall kid with the red hair and the blonde chick."

"Did you see his face?"

"Did you see his scar?"

Whispers followed the three everywhere. Ron liked the attention, Harry tried to ignore it, but Amelia couldn't take it. She was beyond frustrated. All the groups of people crowding around them trying to get a good look at Harry. The whispers following them down every corridor. It was bad enough that the three were still trying to find their way to class.

Sure she was finding Hogwarts to be an amazing place, all the moving staircases and the portraits going to visit each other, there were also the ghost gliding around randomly but all theses whispers were ruining her day! Her run in with Mr. Filch and his cat Mrs. Norris didn't help her day much. Her Harry and Ron had been trying to open a door that just wouldn't open and Mr. Filch had showed up yelling at them about how you had to ask the door nicely. Hogwarts was weird but luckily Amelia liked weird. And she soon found out that pretty much everyone hated Mr. Filch.

Amelia finally got fed up with all the whispering, she whirled around to a group of girls behind them who had been following them all the way up the corridor. "Yes it's Harry Potter! We all know! You don't need to follow him around and talk about him all day! Get a life!" She claimed angrily. Everything went silent for a moment then rumors started flooding the corridor again and Amelia paced away Harry and Ron sprinting to catch up with her. Amelia had to admit her dreams of being at Hogwarts weren't living up to the real thing.

She was having a pretty sucky first day.

On Wensday's at midnight they had to look through their telescopes and learn about all the different planets and stars. She wasn't really sure what that had to do with wizarding and if it disturbed her sleep it wasn't exactly one of her favorite classes. Then three times a week they went outside to a little green house and a little teacher called Professor Sprout and learned about all different types of interesting plants and there uses. This class wasn't so bad and struck Amelia's interest more than studying the stars. The only class she found really boring was History of Magic taught by an exceptionally boring teacher called Professor Binns. Professor Binns was a ghost teacher and that really was the only interesting thing about him. Alas Amelia found herself not paying attention at all and only scribbling down a few words here and there. Professor Flitwick was the really entertaining teacher. From the moment the trio entered the class they found out he was a very little wizard and had to stand on a stack of books to see over his students.  Amelia had to bite her lip severely when he called attendance and upon getting to Harry's name gave a squeal of excitement before toppling over. Amelia's favorite teacher however by far was Professor Mcgonagall. And it wasn't because her subject was the most interesting or she was the most entertaining it was because instantly Amelia had great respect for her. The way she carried herself the way she kept a calm tone. They only had time to sit down before Mcgonagall was speaking. "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she announced in a firm tone.

"Anyone messing around in my class will leave and never come back, you have been warned."

Transfiguration even on the first day turned out to be very challenging, and Amelia liked every minute of it.

Mcgonagall tested them to their limit even for first years and it was exactly how Amelia liked to be schooled. Though it seemed the class everyone was most anxious for was Defense Against The Dark Arts.

Amelia however was dreading it, something about the name just sent a chill up her spine. And she felt a little leery around Professor Quirell it was funny just like Ron's rat Amelia could sense there was something wrong with him.  Amelia was pleased to find that his classes turned out to be a bit of a joke. His classroom reeked of garlic that he claimed was to ward off the vampires. Everyone seemed to be curious about the Turban he wore around his head, and he said It was a gift from an African prince as a thank you for saving him from zombies.