Scarlet Bird

2nd Year-Incompetent Fools-7

The next morning the three of us, me, Malfoy, and Alex were eating breakfast together while talking about the new DADA teacher. After last year's incident with Mr.Quirell we no longer had a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher but the post was unexpectedly filled with a so called famous Mr. Lockhart. 

"I've heard that he's an absolute fraud, well at least that's what my parents say," Alex gulped down her juice and took another piece of toast from the center of the table. 

"My parents say they've never heard of such a man," I had mentioned the new professor over dinner one time and I was surprised to find out that my parents had never heard about the so called widely famous man. So if anything the man was probably was a fraud faking all of his accomplishments.

"Well my parents think he's an absolutely incompetent fool," Malfoy commented.

"Malfoy your parents think everyone but themselves are incompetent fools," He scowled at me before responding, "That's because they are."

Before I could respond with a witty comment a Gryffindor spoke over everyone, "Look every one Weasly's got himself a howler." The entire hall broke out in small laughter. Yikes wouldn't want to be him. We all watched as Weasley carefully opened the red envelope and threw it on the table when it spoke out loud. The poor boy looked terrified while he was getting scolded by the talking envelope. 

 Alex scoffed, "What a moron, him and his whole family." 

"Wow Lenoschvitz, we might just have something in common," Malfoy taunted, driving her to kick him in the shin under the table. Her cursed her off under his breath making me laugh at the sight of them. "Piss off Malfoy. As if," she retorted. I mean Malfoy could have always just left and sat somewhere else, but day after day he continued to sit with us even when his two buffoons sat else where. 

After breakfast, the long awaited DADA class finally came and we couldn't wait and see for ourselves this new professor in action. We sat down and patiently waited for the start of class. Just then a man dressed in tans and golds came down from a small room at the top of the classroom with a shinning smile.

"Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," He boasted and took a dramatic pause, "Me. Gilderoy Lockhart."

 Almost immediately almost all of the girls around us sighed endearingly while the boys simply scoffed at the show the professor was putting up. 

"Oder of Merlin, third class, honorary member of the Dark Force Defense League ," He bragged with every step he took down the stairs. Somehow I was already sick of this man.

"...and five times winner of Witch Weekly's most charming smile award," He sent another flashing smile causing yet again another eruption in girlish sighs with the exception of a few of us.

"But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at it," He chuckled but no one really returned it so we just awkwardly looked at each other until he continued, "I see you've all brought a complete set of my books well done. Now I thought we'd start the day with a little quiz."

Malfoy turned to look at me and Alex in disgust and confusion and we returned it with a shrug and a similar expression. What was this man going on about? Lockhart began handing out the quiz and when we took it in our hands we were absolutely befuddled. Why would I know his favorite color or his secret ambition and why the hell was this quiz about him? I hardly knew the wanker much less care to know these mindless inquiries.

"Absolute rubbish," Malfoy muttered under his breath. Alex looked up and responded, "We'll have to fully agree with you there." 

Lockhart moved to his spot in front of the desk and announced that we had 30 minutes to complete it. Once he said Start, I gazed down at my paper in defeat. I hardly knew any of these moronic facts so I just put whatever came to mind.