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You are an Hogwarts exchange student, who comes back every other year. You are now on your sixth year and are planning to stay for your seventh final year too. The school year has just now started and the first class of the day is potions.
The warm air from your pot is clashing with the cool breeze always present in the potions classroom. You feel sweaty yet cold at the same time and can’t quite concentrate. From the corner of your eye you spot a boy with long raven colored hair slouched over his pot carefully calculating potion ingredients you can’t help but stare,his name is umm Sevi? Seri? Sev- something like that Snape.Those Gryffindor boys always bully him, something about him just intrigues you.
Just as you were turning your gaze back to your pot of mostly likely failed potion, you see James potter leaning over his desk looming over Snape. The classroom goes higher up the farther back you go, with each row of desks being on one step up. This gives James an opportunity to see what Snape is doing clearly.
You see him holding up a jar of some herds. Opening the jar he leans over to trying to dump its contents into Snape’s potion. With Sirius Black holding his laughter on his left, keeping an eye on the professor. Right before he dumps the herds into Snape’s potion and ruining it l, before thinking you throw your scoop at him.
“AH WHAT THE FUC-“ James yelles out as the burning hot metal scoop hits his hand. Burning easily through the first two layers of skin and possibly causing a second degree burn.
The room goes quiet turning towards the shout. Your scoop laying on the floor next to a jar on herds he was holding before. Broken glass shined in the dimly lit classroom bringing attention to the misplaced scoop on the floor. Snape’s eyes meet yours, he saw what you did. You just know he did, but you can’t dwell on that for long as people seen to put two and two together quite quickly.
“MISS L/N OUT TO THE HALL NOW!” professor Slughorn yells out.
James has his back curved and is holding his arm loooking up to look at you. He’s gaze is angry and vengeful, you nervously smile to him instantly regretting doing so. He looks even more angry at that, you turn towards the door. Walking out the classroom your professor right behind you.
“What on earth were you thinking! This behavior is not acceptable in my classroom.”
“I’m really sorry I wasn’t thinking but-” your professor cut you off.
“No excuses miss” he says coldly turning sharply around.
“No he was going to put something in Snape’s potion!”
“This is a matter that doesn’t concern you. If something is going on in my classroom you tell me.” He says not giving you the slightest chance.
“This is unfair! I understand what I did was a bit too much but-” you say raising your voice slightly.
“That’s enough of you! This conversation is over you will be having detention this afternoon cleaning the potion pots.” He says coldly not giving any chance to argue back.
“Fine whatever” you say annoyed crossing your arms.
“Now go take your stuff out my class you’ll be dismissed until your next lesson.” Slughorn says turning back around to the door and holding it open.
Going back into the classroom, the chatter of everyone stops as the door opens. All eyes turn to face you, you feel them on your back as you pack your bag. The eyes are suffocating, as you go to put out the fire under your potion. Switching the stove off you pick up the pot and turn to dump its contents out. “Magical bio” reads on the container which you dump your sloppy potion in. Placing your pot in the sink you think about your fate later that night. You’ll be cleaning a lot more of these today.
When you finally finish cleaning your pot you try to leave the classroom as quickly as possible. Walking out you run paths with Remus Lupin and Peter Pete-something. They look pissed especially Peter, you can’t say for Remus though.
Walking the hallway you start to finally think clearly. What have you done, It all hits you at last. You attacked the most popular, liked, rich boy in your year! You’re are so done for! And the look he gave you that was a clear threat.
The school day went dreadfully slowly but at last it was time for detention. You can’t think of anything else as you wash the countless burnt pots that littered the potion classroom. How will you make it trough the school year now it’s not like you have any real friends here!
It’s cold and quiet, all you hear is the running water and your own movements of scrubbing. The sent of soap and whatever else were in these pots linger around you.
Your hair is up in a bun and you have on casual clothes, your professor at least allowed that. A thank top and jean shorts with a pink plaid pattern visible from the turned up hem.Your shoes are just normal ballerina flats, a fluffy lining on the edge of them. They are muggle clothes of course, you’ve always loved fashion. The wizarding world doesn’t get it, they all really seem to disprove of muggle influences. Well most muggles don’t approve of your style either it’s such shame.
Your thoughts go back to that raven haired boy. He’s odd but you like odd, long hair for a boy. It always hides his eyes, pale skin with long eye lashes and big black eyes-
“Miss L/N you are excused you can head back to your dorm now.” Your professor suddenly says.
You jump up startled, lost in thought you hadn’t even noticed how many pots you’ve cleaned. Walking back to your dorm you feel some anxiety about the fact that the griffindoor dorm is quite close to the ravenclaws. After you finally get back to your dorm room you see all your roommates already fast asleep.You never really felt like you belonged in ravenclaw, you’re not smart, collected and meticulous as your house mates. You don’t get it, why are you here? Well it’s not like you’ve ever really belonged anywhere not even in the magical world.
You sit down on the shower floor letting the water run across your back. You are tired not only physically but mentally too, why do you always do stuff that makes you even more excluded? Like today what kinda psycho throws a hot scoop at a classmate? Even if he is an ass and a hypocrite and bully and- but. who are you to order justice? …
After you’ve showered you change into your pajamas a thank top with fluffy shorts and socks.You reach for a cigarette, which should be in your outdoor jacket pocket. You don’t really smoke much but you deserve a cig right now.
“Another muggle thing to make you stick out.” You think to yourself while walking to your window sill.
Your spot in the dorm room has a deep window sill which you can sit on. You clime up on it and open the window cool air rushes inside. It feels nice even if your wet hair sticks to the back of your neck and back. Lighting your cigarette and inhaling the familiar smoke, you look up at the night sky. It’s is so beautiful you wish you could be that pretty. You take another puff of your cig.
”I don’t know what will happen tomorrow but right now I’m ok…right?”
End of chapter one ^_^ hope you like it write your honest thoughts in the comments!!!