Harry Potter: The Slytherin Mud-Blood

🎃Halloween Danger🎃

I didn't think I would have a favorite class until I stepped into Professor Flitwick's Charms class. I guess it was the most easiest class I've ever taken. And I love it! I sat next to Hermione, like always, and listened to the lesson.

"One of the wizards' most rudimentary skills is, levitation. The ability to make objects fly! Do you have your feathers?" He looked around the round the room. Hermione lifts hers up. "Good. Now, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing. The 'swish-and-flick'!" He demonstrated. "Everyone?"

"Swish and flick!" We chorus together.

"Good! And enunciate, Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go then!"

I kept trying to levitate my feather, it didn't go very well. Hermione helped me out and I took her advice in full consideration. Ron, on the other hand, was being impatient. He swung his wand like a mad man, I thought he was to throw it at somebody.

"Wingardium Leviosa!!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Hermione held her arm out. "You're going to take someone's eye out! Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's 'Levi-O-sa', not 'Levio-SAR'."

"You do it then, if you're so clever! Go on!"

Me and her glanced at each other with smiles spreading across our faces. "Wingardium Leviosa!" We say together and both our feathers started gliding upward.

"Oh, well done!" Congratulated Flitwick. "See here, everyone, Ms. Lockery and Granger's done it! Splendid! Well done, girls–"

*Boom!*

I'm pretty sure you know what happened.

- Third Person -

Class was dismissed and Naomi and Hermione were heading to DADA, when they heard something come from Ron.

"It's Levi-O-sa! Not Levio-SAR!" He mocked. "She's a nighmare! Honestly, no wonder she hasn't got any friends!"

Naomi gasped. She glanced at the mentioned girl next to her and see tears pricked in her eyes. She started to speed walk away, purposely shoving through Ron with sobs coming out her mouth. This made Naomi's blood boil. She never thought that Ron would be so cold!

"I think she heard you.."

"Yeah, no shit!" She spat at them.

The group of boys turned around and saw her dark expression. If looks could kill, they'd be dead where they stand.

"I am surprised and utterly disappointed in you Ronald Weasley! You say she has no friends, well, she's got me and Neville! You're an idiot! A disgusting little rat!" She looked at the rest. "And you boys are just as stupid agreeing with him!"

Naomi ran to catch up with Hermione. Leaving the boys in the dust, feeling guilty.

#~#~#~#

For hours Hermione was sitting in the bathroom crying with nothing but Naomi to comfort her. She hugged her fragile friend, rubbing circles on her back like her father would for her. Meanwhile, the rest of Hogwartst were having a Halloween Feast in the Great Hall. Harry looked around, noticing that someone was missing.

"Where's Hermione?"

Neville leaned over, "Parvati Patil said that she wouldn't come out of the girls bathroom. She said she's been in there all afternoon, crying. Naomi is also in there with her, trying to calm her down."

Harry gave Ron an worried look when all he could do was shrug. Suddenly the doors bursted open with Professor Quirrel running in terror.

"TROLL! IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!!... thought you ought to know..." He fainted, collapsing on the floor.