King's Cross
The Weasleys, Harry and (Name) were pushing large trolleys dashing through the station, they were late, and being late was never good. The pretty (h/c)ed girl glanced up at the clock, two minutes to eleven. "Oh, Dear! It's nearly eleven the train will be leaving any minute now!" Mrs Weasely panicked, Hurrying, they race to the split of platforms 9 and 10, Quickly, Percy, Fred and George stride briskly toward the stone barrier that divides the platforms and simply disappear. "Go on you next Ginny and you (Name)!" Mrs Weasley pushed the girls towards the wall and they ran through together disappearing into the wall, Mrs and Mr Weasley following after.
{Name's Pov}
I sat on the train with Hermione my head on her lap as she ran her fingers through my hair gently "Your hair is so silky" Hermione complimented and I grinned up at her and looked across from us, Ginny sat there gushing about Harry and I was dying of laughter as was Hermione. "Speaking of Harry, where are Ron and Him?" I questioned sitting up "Probably in another compartment" Hermione shrugged Ginny nodded in agreement and I smiled "oh yeah probably, but you never know its Har-- Ginny is that your car?!" I shrieked pointing out the window and sure enough, there was Ron in the Driver's seat and Harry in the passenger's seat Ginny and Hermione gasped running over to the window we all stared at the boys in the flying car's "pack of nutters they are" I muttered and the girls hummed in agreement and as soon as they came the boys were gone.
I met up with Hermione the next morning who told me how the boys had almost been expelled as we walked to greenhouse 3. I took my seat beside Aurelia who sadly had to sit beside Draco the smug asshole. I looked over as all the Gryffindors were flocking Harry and Ron talking about how it must be a record to get detention on the very first day, I spoke up "You're lucky that's all you two got wait till I get you later!" I scolded the two boys and the shivered under my glare. A small witch entered the room tapping her wand onto some pots and I smiled. "Welcome to Greenhouse Three,Second Years. Today, we will bere-potting Mandrakes. Now, whohere can tell me the properties ofthe Mandrake?" Hermione raised her hand "Yes, Miss Granger." She spoke quietly but sternly and Hermione began to answer "Mandrake, or Mandragora is usedto return those who have beentransfigured to their originalstate. It's also quite dangerous.The Mandrake's cry is fatal toanyone who hears it." Hermione said proudly, and Professor Sprout grinned at her "Excellent. Ten points toGryffindor. As our Mandrakes areonly seedlings, their cries won'tkill yet. However, they willknock you out for several hours.That is why I have provided eachof you with a pair of earmuffs.If you would then..." She spoke kindly and I looked over to at Ron who held a pair of bright pink earmuffs in his hands and I laughed at his frowning face. When everyone was ready Mrs Sprout led us out to the garden area she picked up one of the scruffy plants and pulled Instead of roots, a small, muddy, extremely ugly baby pops out of the earth, leaves growing right out of its head and It begins to scream and cry. She moved it to another pot and began filling it with soil, Neville dropped to the floor and I looked over concerned for the boy. "Hm. Looks as though Mr.Longbottom neglected his muffs." Sprout spoke and Seamus turned around "No ma'am he's just fainted" Seamus spoke "yes well leave him there" the teacher replied.
I sat in the great hall and conversed with a few other Slytherins, "Post's here!" Someone shouted and all the post landed graciously onto the table, except for Errol who slammed right into a bowl of crisps with Ron's letter. "Oh No..." I stared over at Ron knowing exactly what was about to happen. "Look everyone Weasleys got a howler!" Seamus shouted and everyone's attention landed on him as he flushed pink opening the letter slowly. "RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME!" the howler boomed before turning to Ginny "Oh, and Ginny dear.Congratulations on makingGryffindor. Your father and I areso proud." Ginny sulked back into her seat and flushed red before returning to writing in her small book. The howler blew a raspberry at Iron before ripping itself up and the Great hall went silent until everyone started laughing loudly at what they just heard.
As the day continued I ended up in Lockheart's class and rolled my eyes at the idiot, he paces before the class. Hermione and the girls hang onto his every word, while Harry, Ron and I eye the large, covered cage-rattling mysteriously on his desk. "Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher. Me. Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most- Charming-Smile Award -- But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!" Lockheart spoke and I groaned at his arrogance, Lockheart awaits laughter and not a soul laughs so he quickly began talking again "I see you've all bought a complete set of my books. Well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about. Just to check how well you've read them, how much you've taken in..." He walked around the classroom handing out pieces of paper and I stared at them looking at Harry and Ron of whom I sat in between. "Look at these questions. They're all about him." I hissed glaring at the man and Harry read one of them aloud "'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favourite colour?'" and I gagged "he is so self-centred!" Ron groaned me and Harry nodding in agreement. "'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?'" Ron spoke "'When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday and what would his ideal gift be?'" I spat out reading the parchment. "You have 30 minutes starting now!"Lockheart explained staring a timer and I watched as quills darted across the parchment, I picked up my quill and drew a large 'X' through the page and drawing a clown and writing things such as 'god complex much?' and 'arrogant twit'. Ron looked at me worriedly "you're surely not gonna hand that in?!" Ron exclaimed and I nodded "watch me" I smirked walking up and handing the Professor the Parchment. He smiled at me and I sat back down watching him pick up the parchment he gasped clearly shocked and looked over at me glaring I smiled and gave him a wave mouthing 'git' to him he looked highly offended and told me that he will speak to Snape about this and organize detention for me, I stuck my tongue out at the cocky man and he hunched over in his chair, Many students looked at me wondering what I had done to make him so mad. 30 Minute's had past and Lockheart sorted through all the papers "Tut, tut. Hardly any of you remembered my favourite colour is lilac. But Miss Hermione Granger knew that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair care potions. Good girl." Hermione beamed up at him and I fake puked the Professor's eyes darkened "Now... be warned! It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures are known to wizardkind! You may find yourself facing your own worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here...I must ask you not to scream. It might provoke them." Lockheart pulled the material off the cage to reveal cornish pixies. "Cornish Pixies?" Seamus snickered "Freshly caught Cornish pixies." Seamus snorted with laughter. "Laugh if you will, Mr Finnegan, but pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters. Let's see what you make of them now!" Lockheart opened the cage, Instantly, the pixiesrocket about, spraying the students with ink bottles, breaking beakers and shredding books. Two seize Nevilleby the ears, lift him into the air and begin to circlethe ceiling. "Come on now, round them up, roundthem up. They're only pixies." Lockheart spoke confidently pulling out his wand. "Peskipiski Pesternomi!" he shouts and nothing happens a pixie makes a face at him, takes his wand and throws it out the window. Student's began to run out the door Lockheart following the stampede. Lockheart looked back at us "I'll ask you four to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." he slammed the door and with that, he was gone. We all looked at each other and blinked "so what do we do now?!" Ron questioned as pixies bit his ears and pulled Hermione's hair I looked at him raising my wand "Immobilus!" all the pixies freeze midair and Neville falls onto Lockheart's desk he looked at us.
"why is it always me?"
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