Pura (James Potter)

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/Flashback to First Day/

Pura rushed through the corridors, bumping into other students who seemed to be running late for classes much like her, she was headed to Professor McGonagall's office.
She wasn't in trouble, not yet at least, but since she was late to classes, one must draw the conclusion that she had missed breakfast subsequently not receiving her timetable.

Mumbling a hasty apology to another passing student, she turned to the door of the transfiguration classroom. Taking a deep breath and wishing with all he might that either this was coincidentally her first class or there was no class inside, she knocked on the door.

The stern voice of Professor McGonagall was heard from inside telling her to come in, she hesitantly opened the door, only to have about fifty pairs of eyes on her. She recognised one of the students as the boy from the platform, Sirius, who seemed to recognise her as well and gave her a friendly smile. She also noticed that he was sat next to her good friend Peter Petri grew and in front of them sat a grinning bespectacled boy and an exasperated looking Remus.

She cleared her throat, "Sorry to interrupt Professor, er, do you think I could have a word with you?" Puts nervously shifted her weight onto her other foot, readjusting he grip on he overflowing rucksack.

"Is it so urgent that you had to disrupt my teaching, rather than being in your own class, Miss Lupin?"

Pura pretended to contemplate her answer before nodding, "Yes Professor, seen as I don't know which class I'm supposed to be in" She grinned sheepishly at the end of her sentence, noticing the surprised looks of some of the students, presumably thinking she had guts for speaking in such a tone to a Professor, only Remus knowing that she naturally opted for speaking sarcastically to members of authority. Speaking of Remus, he had immediately face palmed after hearing McGonagall's question, apparently sensing what was coming next. Obviously he had been right, and could only hope that Pura would be let off easy.

Thankfully, the Professor had disregarded her tone and looked as if she had been expecting her to say something like this. With a flick of her wand, what appeared to be a timetable- her timetable- came floating from a drawer in her desk and right into Pura's hands.

"Please, Miss Lupin, do not make a habit of this, I already have enough troublemakers in my house," her eyes flicked towards the group of four boys grinning at the back of the classroom, "now off to class, you're late enough."

"Cheers Minnie!" Before McGonagall could turn back and chastise her for inappropriate addressing towards a teacher, she had turned tails and legged it out the classroom, towards Defence against the Dark Arts.

Now Pura knew that she would be in some kind of trouble with her Professor, having arrived to class twenty five minutes late. So you can imagine her surprise when the defense Professor, BrockHurst Sturdy (as she read off of the blackboard), merely gestured to the empty seat next to Regulus and told her to see him after class, not sparing her a second glance. But she wasn't complaining.

Regulus questioned her constantly about her whereabouts, to which she replied that she'd tell him later, but he had continued to question her and lecture her about how it was "their first day" and "she had to make an impression, a positive impression". Eventually he shut up when Professor Sturdy took five points from Slytherin.

After half an hour of being lectured about the art of defence and what the class will entail, the bell rang signalling the end of the period. Regulus gave her a sympathetic look, telling her he'd see her at lunch before leaving her to what she could only hope was a slight scolding. How wrong she was.