8th

The next morning I got up and did my morning routine then went out to the real world to head to class.

I woke Ron up and we met Hermione had in the common room then we headed to get breakfast.

Along the way I tried to get the two to get along but sadly I've still failed but they aren't at each other's throats so that's a plus.

After we ate me and Hermione got up to head to class but Ron wasn't done and told me to "go on I'll make it by myself."

When we walked in there was a cat in the desk and the other students copying what's on the chock board.

Hermione sat down. "You going to sit with me?"

I looked at the cat. "Yeah, one second, I'll be back."

I walked up to the cat. "Hello Menny, I can't wait to learn from you."

Then I pet her for a moment then sat next to Hermione.

She looked at me confused. "Why did you walk up and pet that cat? You like cats?"

"Cats are ok, and I wanted to make a good first impression."

"First impression, to a cat?" She whispered to herself.

"Boys are weird."

While me and Hermione started to copy the bored, the rest of the students filed into the room and did the same, all but Ron.

He came busting into the room looking worried, but then looked relieved when he didn't see the teacher.

He walked next to me.

"Why didn't you come and get me?"

"You said you were fine, I wasn't going to wait all day sitting there, you could have joined us."

"I just got lost I would have made it otherwise."

He looked at Hermione next to me. "You're not going to sit with me mate?"

"You snooze you lose."

Suddenly the cat turned into McGonagall and landed behind Ron.

"That was bloody brilliant."

"Thank you Mr Weasley, if you please, can you sit down, and next time please do be on time."

"I got lost."

"Maybe a map would do you good then."

She looked at me. "And 5 points to Gryffindor for keen observation."

I looked at Hermione. "See good first impression."

She looked like she was going to say something but decided otherwise.

For the rest of the class we just mostly took notes.

our first potions class was a blast, we had everything we need to make the perfect class , a mean teacher and sarcasm.

The three of us were sitting together talking when the door slammed open and the whole class went quiet.

"There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class.

As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle sclence and exact art that ls potion-making, However, for those select few.." he looks at Draco.

"...who possess the predisposition.

".. I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses.

I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory

and even put a stopper in death."

He looked at me and I smiled a innocent smile.

"Then again, some of us already think they are to good for this class, isn't that right Mr. Potter."

(I knew he'd come at me but really I'm just sitting here I don't look like I'm to good for this class do I?)

(You always do, it's just your face.)

(Mean.)

"No sir, I'm ready to learn."

"Very well, tell me, what would I get if I add powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

"A sleeping potion, it's also known as the Draught of Living Death."

He looked surprised then annoyed. "Lucky, let's try another, if I asked where would you find me a bezoar?"

"In the stomach of a goat, Sir."

You can see his eye twitch. "What's the difference between monksood and wolfsbane?"

"They are one and the same, Sir."

"I see you have been reading ahead?"

"I must be prepared."

"I see Mr. Potter."

He walked back to his podium and looked at everyone else. "Why are you just sitting there, write what he said down.

And 10 points will be deducted from Gryffindor for your snark and reading to far in advance."

The rest of the class went pretty quickly.

We only had a few more deductions for random reasons.

When the class was dismissed Hermione and Ron was walking out and when they noticed I wasn't they got confused. "You coming mate?"

"Yeah, class is already let out."

"I'll catch up you go on."

Ron hesitated. "You sure we can wait outside the door."

"I'm fine go on."

"Ok, see you at lunch."

When everyone left I walked up to Snape.

"Professor?"

"Oh Potter, what is it?"

"I looked through some of my parents things and I know you and my Father didn't get along and you were friends with my mother."

At the mention of my mother he froze for a moment.

"Your point?"

"I just wanted to say that I read some of my fathers journals and he was sorry for all that he did, he was just a jealous teen and he regrets what he did."

"Did he, he never told me to my face."

"You would have never believed him, so I guess he never tried."

He just scoffed.

Then I put my hand behind my back and pulled a photo of my Mother and Snape right after there first year.

I held out the picture. "I found this and I thought you might like to have it, she looks so happy, I wish I got to grow up with her."

With some tears in his eyes. "She was a wonderful woman."

"I've heard that."

"You have her eyes, when I see you all I see is him, all but your eyes."

He was getting a little chocked up.

"Sir, you ok?"

"Go to lunch!"

"Are you ok?"

"I said GO to lunch."

"Have a nice day Sir."

When I walked to the table and sat down I seen Seamus trying to do a spell.

I sat between my two friends and looked at Ron. "Is he seriously trying to turn that into rum?"

"Yeah, he Actually managed a weak tea yesterday…before.."

[boom] "that."

[chirp] "mails here."

A bunch of owls flew in dropping packages to who they are attended for.

Hermione and Ron each got some things.

I looked at Ron and noticed the News paper that he's not looking at. "Can I borrow this?"

"Go ahead."

Ron spoke while we were looking at our stuff. "Why did you stay behind, you didn't get in trouble did you?"

"No, nothing like that just had a nice chat."

Hermione spoke. "You can tell us, we are your friends."

"No seriously, nothing happened I just wanted to chat with Professor Snape."

Before anyone could push it more someone spoke loudly.

"Hey, look, Neville's got a Remembrall."

Hermione looked at the ball. " i've read about those, when the smoke turns red, it means you forgot something."

Neville looks sheepish. "The only problem is I can't remember what I've forgotten."

As I was reading the paper I noticed that there was a section about a break in at Gringotts.

I did a quick debate in my head on if I should mention it to Hermione and Ron, but I do want to go on a mission with them so let's plant some seeds.

Ron ,Hermione look at this, there was a break in at Gringotts.

Look, they believe it to be a dark witch or wizard, it was vault 713."

"That never happens." Ron says.

"Want to hear something weirder, me and Hagrid was at the vault that morning, Hagrid had to grab something for Dumbledore inside that vault."

Hermione put her hand on her chin. "Something isn't right."

After we finished eating we went outside to our next class, flying lessons, I can't wait this will be the first time I've flown, I want to count as a kid as a time but then again I wasn't that far off the ground and it was a kid toy.

We were all lined up in two rows with brooms next to us then the instructor showed up and walked in between us.

"Good afternoon class."

We all said in unison. "Good afternoon, Madam Hooch."

"Welcome to your first flying lesson.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Everyone, step up to the left side of their broomstick.

Come on now, hurry up.

Stick your right hand over the broom and say, "Up.""

I looked down at the broom and felt the magic flow to the ground and to the broom. "Up!"

It shot straight into my hand.

Hermione looked at me with a puzzled face.

"Do you need help?"

"How did you do that so easily?"

"Feel the magic, feel it flow to the ground and to the broom and speak with meaning, command it don't ask it."

She looked at the broom, then she closed her eyes and a few seconds later. "Up!!"

Then it shot straight into her hand.

When I turned my head intending to help Ron I seen Draco look smug when his broom went into his hand after a few tries.

I ignored him and looked at Ron, I was about to speak when. "Up."

Then [bonk] the broom hit him in his nose.

I couldn't help myself and I laughed.

"Oh shut it Harry."

"Sorry do you need help?"

"No I got it, look.

Up!"

And surprisingly it worked, it was in his hand.

After everyone had there broom in there hand we moved on to the next step.

"Now, once you've got hold of your broom I want you to mount it.

And grip it tight.

We don't wanna be sliding off the end.

When I blow my whistle I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard.

Keep your brooms steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down.

On my whistle. Three, two.."

[high pitch noise.]

Suddenly Neville hovers in the air and continues to climb.

"Mr., Mr.-Mr. Longbottom!

Mr. Longbottom!"

Suddenly he takes off into the air.

"Come back down this instant!"

He's screaming while being whipped around in the air, he eventually starts to crash into the building, once that stops he comes barreling straight towards us we all dodge, then he goes back into the air then falls off.

Luckily he falls onto a pike and gets caught by his cloak.

It rips by then something else underneath catches him.

Then his cloak falls off and he falls to the ground.

But I used the slowing charm. "Arresto Momentum."

I slowed down his fall to as if he fell off a couch.

"Everyone out of the way!"

She looked at him.

"You look fine, but let's get you to the hospital wing."

She stood him up."

"10 points to Gryffindor for quick thinking and correct use of a spell.

Everyone better keep there feet planted on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing.

Understand?

I see a single broom in the air the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say "Quidditch."

Malfoy had Neville's Remembrall.

I need this scene to play out because I want to play Quidditch.

So I (tried) to get it back, then he flew into the air.

I put one foot to were it's touching the broom then took off after him.

He eventually throws it and I fly after it.

I see that it's flying right for McGonagalls window for I fly faster.

But then I realize it's for some reason flying higher then her window, so I jumped off my broom straight up to catch it, when I landed back on my broom I did a 360 spin and turned it around just before hitting the window.

(She noticed you and is heading down.)

(Thanks for the heads up.)

As I was landing all the Gryffindors were cheering for me and running to where I was landing.

Moments after I landed.

"HARRY POTTER, come with me."