The Boy The Snake and The Stone

Chapter 11: Potions class

Harry, for the most part, loved his classes so far, the professors were awesome, with exception of Professor Quirrell, who couldn't get through a sentence without at least every other word coming out a stutter. Harry was looking forward to the class after reading a little about it back at Severus's but, after walking away from the class with a headache and notes that seem to have a stutter themselves; it left him and rest of the group looking through the book to see what was happening in the class.

Harry had gone to Severus quarters now at least three times to talk with Levi, and as well as inform his head of house of a headache that happened in DADA. Severus frowned at the news, but Harry only chalked it up to the way the man talked, and ran around in circles. Severus gave him a headache reliever for when he was having troubles in the class, and told him come to him for when he need more.

It was now Friday and Harry had gotten through the week having only gotten lost just once. Lucky, Filch, the caretaker of the castle, and his cat Mrs. Norris, who was a beautiful creature with beautiful sandy coat and gleaming yellow eyes, though she could never replace his lovely Neit, helped him.

Harry smiled at the older man standing in front of a door, knowing that it wasn't his classroom, and had no idea if it up or down, or even left or right. This castle was so huge and confusing since stairs just appeared and disappeared all of the sudden, Harry was just unlucky this time when the stairs suddenly moved on him.

"I'm sorry sir, I seem to be a little lost do you think you could help me?" The man seemed to go into a shock state at the moment Harry asked, leaving Harry confused and wondering if he had said something wrong.

"Y-You called me sir." The older man seemed to be touched at the words, and glad that Harry didn't seem as rotten as the rest of the children. "Of course I will help you, since you asked nicely, but remember, that door is off limits to all students. Do not let me catch you around there again, or I will have to take you to either your head of house or the headmaster." With the warning, curiosity bloomed in Harry, but he didn't say anything and followed the man to his next class.

Harry was more than happy that he didn't get in trouble for that incident, nor had been in trouble showing up late for McGonagall's class; he was even more elated when he got the spell on his first try, while the rest of his class was struggling to even get done. The only others that were able to complete the spell were Draco and Hermione. Transfiguration was one of his favorite classes, followed by Charms it was interesting to say the least, to Harry, Herbology was another class he would have liked, sadly it brought back too many painful memories for him. He was happy the Neville found a class that he was able to excel at, when he seemed to have trouble in about every other class. History of Magic would have been very interesting, if the class was not taught by a ghost who seemed to be able to put everybody to sleep in the first minutes of class. Harry and Draco quickly learned that it was easier to learn everything from the book, than what Binns was mumbling about in front of the class. The last class he was looking forward to every much was Potions, not only was it taught by Severus, but also it reminded him of cooking. Even though he had been forced to cook for his family back home, Harry truly loved to cook when he was given the chance, and he had begun to miss it.

Draco and Harry walked into their double Potions with Gryffindor, and quickly took a seat next to Hermione and Neville, while Theo and Blaise took a seat behind them. All of them were talking about the homework that they have already been assigned that week, and how they need to get together in the library and set up a study session as not to fall behind on the work. Of course a certain red head was unhappy with the bonds that the Gryffindors where forming with the snakes, and spoke up.