𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 // 𝐃.𝐌

CHAPTER 13-Start of Second Year

(Ophelia's POV)
"Morning everyone"

"Good Morning Professor Sprout" we lazily reply

"Welcome to Greenhouse Three, second years" Professor Sprout happily starts.

Today is finally the first day of school. Last night they announced that we have a new DADA teacher. After what happened last year, with Quirrell being a spy and everything for the Dark Lord, we kind of needed a new teacher..So of course they hired Gilderoy Lockhart. Something about him gives me weird vibes..I don't know, could just be me.

"Today were going to re-pot Mandrakes, who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root?" Professor Sprout asks
We all are oblivious and stay quiet. Except for one, of course.

"Mandrake or Mandragora" Granger starts

"God, someone Avada Kedavra me right now" I mumble with my head in my hands

She gives me a quick side glare and continues "Is used to return those who have been petrified, to their original state"
She keeps blabbing on and on about who knows what

"Excellent, ten points to Gryffindor" Sprout happily says, hearing that I quickly tuned back in to what was happening
Draco gives Potter and Weasley a side glare as they smile for getting those ten points

"Oh please, Dumbledore will literally give Gryffindor 1,000 points for spelling their name right" I mumble causing Pansy, Blaise and Draco to chuckle next to me
We put our earmuffs on for some reason, I don't know I wasn't paying attention.

Sprout then shows us an example of what we should do as she pulls the weird plant out of the soil causing it to start crying, and no surprise Longbottom faints.

"Longbottoms been neglecting his earmuffs" Professor Sprout sighs
We laugh as he's the only one on the floor

"No ma'am, he's just fainted" Finnigan replies, checking on the unconscious Longbottom

"Yes, well, just leave him there" Professor Sprout quickly says

"Of course it was Longbottom" one of the Slytherins next to us groans, causing the whole side of Slytherins, including ourselves to chuckle a little. Making the other side, full of Gryffindors to shoot us cold glares

"Grasp your Mandrake" Sprout shouts, ignoring the mini feud happening between Gryffindor and Slytherin

"And pull it up!"

The whole class quickly pulls their plant out of the soil, all 20 or more plants cry with an annoying high pitched yell

Of course Draco starts fooling around next to me and starts to tickle the creature. No surprise, he sticks his finger in it's mouth, and the Mandrake bites it. We just stand there laughing as he struggles to get his finger out. Finally being the drama queen he is, quickly sticks the Mandrake back into the pot, refusing to touch it for the rest of class.

"Mr.Malfoy, you have to participate" Sprout scolds

"That beast bit me, I refuse" he protest as he crosses his arms

"It's only a baby Malfoy" Weasley chuckles from across the table

"I don't care if its a baby Weasley, that thing drew blood" Draco complains as he looks at his slightly red finger

"Draco...there's no blood.." I whisper glancing over at his finger as he searches for the tiniest drop of blood

"Well it feels like there should be" he whispers, Pansy, Blaise and I just laugh and roll our eyes

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(time jump: dining hall)

"Look everyone! Weasley's got himself a Howler!" Finnigan announces. The whole dining hall getting quieter, trying to hear what his Howler says

"Who do you think it's from?" Draco asks, sitting on my left

"It's got to be his mother" I chuckle

"Yeah didn't you hear? Weasley and Potter stole Arthur Weasley's flying car and flew it to school" Pansy grins

"Well that's one way to make an entrance" Blaise chuckles

"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"

"Ok, my Howler is NOTHING compared to that" I say remembering the Howler my father sent me as the Howler keeps yelling at Weasley

"Oh and Ginny dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud" the Howler sweetly says as it turns to the youngest Weasley

"God being a Weasley sounds like a nightmare" Pansy groans turning back around

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(time jump: hallways)

"I am NOT looking forward to this class" I complain as all four of us walk to DADA
"Oh I know" Pansy groans

"What do all those girls see in Lockhart anyways" Draco says disgustedly

"I know, I'm pretty sure he's wearing a wig too" Blaise casually says

"Wait what!" I shriek causing people to look at us as we walk by

"How do you know?" Draco chuckles
"Well Pansy and I were walking by his class earlier and I saw another identical wig like the one he has on inside" Blaise explains

"And you didn't tell me? Pansy asks laughing

"Well I thought I was just seeing things" Blaise shrugs

"Blaise...I...nevermind" Pansy frustratedly says as we walk into the DADA classroom and find a seat. As I sit next to Draco and Pansy and Blaise sit on our left

"Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, me"

"Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, third class"

He goes on and on about how amazing he is and all about his 'charming' smile. God how annoying. Some people mesmerised by his smile, while the rest of us look at each other confused

"Is this guy serious!?" I whisper to Pansy

"Don't ask me ask the straight girls" she shrugs

"I must ask you not to scream...it might PROVOKE THEM!" he dramatically says as he unveils the cage of little blue creatures

"Cornish Pixies!?" Finnigan laughs
We all chuckle as the little pixies try to escape the small cage

"Freshly caught, Cornish Pixies!" Lockhart corrects

"Laugh if you will, Mr.Finnigan, but pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters"

"Let's see what you make of them" he smirks as he quickly opens the cage, letting more than 50 pixies fly all over the room.

"Let's just go!" Draco shouts above all of the commotion in the room

"Yeah let's go!" Blaise shouts as he leads us out the room. Draco quickly grabs my hand, and I quickly glance at Pansy who's giving me a sly smirk and all four of us run out the room, dodging pixies and people on the way out