"Who is she?" Harry spoke up causing the ones who were drooling over her to quickly look at him in shock and disappointment, the boy looked at his friends confused.
"How do you not know who she is?" Hermione came back with a question, placing her bo...
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I wasn't the best with communicating during class, I mean of course I listened to the gossip, but I had never got involved with the conversations around me much.
I moved my hand smoothly as the tip of my quill marked its ink into the page, my white fluffy quill. I had heard the door open but by those steps those where not Professor Snapes, and you guessed it, I am in Potions. As a 5th year Dumbledore put me in 6th Year classes that doesnt mean I'm a year above though.
"My apologies Year 6, Professor Snape has something important to do this lesson so I will be taking over" A familiar voice rang through my ears. I looked up and there he was.
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