T H E A
The rest of my first time at Hogwarts flew by. I was now sitting in my four poster bed, James in my lap, talking to all of the other girls in my dorm. Asena had been sorted into Slytherin sadly, but we agreed to still stay friends and hang out together alot.
The girl in the bed next to mine, Henna, was sitting cross legged with her blonde curly pigtails resting on her shoulders.
"So, where is everybody from?" She asked. The girl in the bed opposite mine with dark hair responded, "Cornwall" Another girl said the Lake District, another Wales, another Scotland, and then it was my turn. "I guess London" They seemed to be confused by my answer, "You guess?" I sigh and look down at James, who is purring and his eyes are shutting every so often before being awoken again. "I dont know who my parents are, I live with my Godfather. So I've got no clue where my parents are actually from." The girls nodded, surprised by my answer.
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My first lesson the next day was Defence Against The Dark Arts. Everybody in my class was excited, apparently, DADA is really good. Asena was also with me in the class so that made it even better. We all strolled into the class and sat down, the Professor was standing at the front of the class. He was quite young, dark hair, green eyes, glasses and had a faded scar on his forehead.
I sat next to Asena as the Professor started talking. "Welcome to Defence Against the Dark Arts, first years. I'm Professor Potter, and I'll be your teacher this year. To start the class, what Dark Arts or threats do we already know of?" He asks, an eyebrow lifting. A couple of hands went up, "Yes?" He pointed to a scrawny blonde boy with square glasses, "Azkaban?" The boy said, Professor Potter chuckled but nodded, "Yes, I suppose prison is a threat." I slowly inched up my hand, remembering something that Sirius told me about a while ago.
Professor Potter pointed at me to answer, "Dementors" I stated, before shrinking back into my chair. The man at the front of the room slightly paled before nodding. "For those of you who don't know, dementors are dark entities who thrive on taking away happiness from all living things." The Professor seemed to have remembered something dark, his eyes became darker and his grip on the desk behind him had strengthened.
"Right, different topic now. Are there any famous bad or evil people who are or were a threat" The same kid from earlier shot his hand up, "Severus Snape?" Prof. Potter's brows lifted, "Severus was a man who was very misunderstood. He did tough things, for good causes." I rose my hand with my eyebrows furrowed, remembering something that Sirius and Lupin would often argue about.
"I have a couple of points, beginning with that even though Snape was a good guy, he still tried to make Lily Evans end up with him instead of Prong- James Potter." The Professor was going to start talking but I beat him to it, "And anyway, if we want to talk about evil people, let's talk about Wormtail." Prof. Potter seemed to smirk at my answer, while the rest of the class seemed clueless. "Wormtail, the guy who betrayed the Potter family at Godricks Hollow to Lord Voldemort!" I said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. As it was.
"Thea, you're confused with Sirius Black, he was a murderer and he betrayed the Potters!" A dark haired boy said from the front of the class.
What did this piece of crap just say?
"What did you just say?!" I yelled at him, angry he would say such things about Sirius. "And don't give people stupid nicknames. Wormtail" He sniggered at the end. My mouth dropped open, what's wrong with him?! "Everybody knows that it was Pettigrew who betrayed Lily and Prongs. Sirius is completely innocent, they were all friends, Moony-" I began, but was cut off my Prof. Potter. "Now Thea, we don't want to disclose any private information, yeah?" I was so confused,
"We'd have to solemnly swear we were up to no good?" He pronounced the words slowly, as if they meant something. I sat down with a sigh. The words swirled in my head for a moment, wait...
My eyes widened when I realised what he'd said.
The Map.
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Luckily Prof. Potter didn't make me stay behind for yelling at another classmate. I sat at the dinner table alone, Asena was at the Slytherin Table, and I didn't know anybody in Gryffindor. I angrily stabbed my roast chicken and let out a sigh, I definitely need some more friends.