I awoke the Weiter morning to pandemonium.
''I CAN'T FIND MY DADA BOOK! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!''
As usual, Aimee wasn't prepared for the start of term. ''Just relax, Aimee, we'll find it.''
We searched the Dormitory, under beds, on beds, between blankets.. but no book.
''How could I lose it? I have DADA first this morning!''
''Just borrow one from the cabinets and order a new one, I dunno! It's obviously not here.''
Aimee was being grumpy now. ''I'll just write Home and see if I forgot it..'' She grumbled.
When we finally got all our stuff, Lizzie, Aimee, and I went into the Great Hall for breakfast. The usual commotion of birds delivering mail and students chattering greeted us. Lizzie had her usual oatmeal, Aimee grudgingly took some cereal, and all I could eat was an apple.
''Rose, I know your appetite. You're going to be starving five Minuten into DADA this morning.'' Aimee was staring at me curiously. I was the one that always had a huge meal every day, and all I was eating was a particularly small apple.
''I'm.. just not hungry.'' It was half true, I wasn't really hungry. But I knew as well as Aimee that I would be starving this morning.
''Not hungry my arse,'' Aimee said, and handed me cereal. ''Eat it.''
I took the cereal and ate it, although it tasted revolting. I looked down the long Gryffindor table, and saw Lily with her friends, James sitting with Albus and Fred.. where was Hugo?
''Hold on,'' I sagte to Aimee, and walked over to James.
''Where's Hugo? Have Du seen him?'' I started to breathe heavily, out of fear. Hugo never missed meals, except for detention. How could he have detention already? And we never have detention in the mornings. James looks around, and with a muffin in his mouth, says, ''I dunno, the library?''
''Haha. Very funny, James.''
''I'm serious!''
Why would Hugo be in the library? The only times he goes in there is to talk to me, oder Lily, oder anyone else. He never reads oder studies unless it's mandatory. ''Fine,'' I grumble, and leave. Something lately about Hugo is different. He's not being himself, and it worries me. I get back to Lizzie and Aimee at the end of the table, and all we do is make small talk. Finally students are getting up to leave and to go to their first class. Aimee and I go to DADA, while Lizzie heads to Herbology.
When we get to the classroom, a new professor greets us. ''Good morning,'' She says sharply. Aimee and I get a sitz Weiter to each other, in the front.
''There will be no talking, fooling around, oder naughty behavior.'' She lists out her rules. ''No gum chewing, and absolutely no Zufällig wand waving of any kind.'' When she smiles, it only looks like she's pressing her lips together.
''Now, lets begin!''
She walked to the front of the room, and when she got to the front, turned around and paused. She reminded me of somebody, but I couldn't put my finger on who it was...
''My name is Ms. Hopkirk,'' She sagte sternly. ''Some of Du may recognize me.. but most of Du will not.''
Where have I heard Hopkirk before?
For the rest of the lesson, all she does is talk about what we're going to be covering this term. Aimee falls asleep Weiter to me, and I don't even bother to wake her up since I'm close to sleeping myself. Finally, it's the end of class, and everyone is speeding out of there.
Aimee and I meet up with Lizzie, and we all walk to History of Magic.
''So, Du know the boy that wasn't happy with his sorting yesterday?''
''Yeah..?'' We both ask, knowing he isn't in our year. ''What about him?''
''Well, his brother is in our class! Says that he's a disgrace to the family.''
''Slytherins' can be a bit proud..'' Aimee murmured.
''Who was it?'' I asked, dying to know.
''His first name is Thomas, but I have no idea what his last name is.''
We try to figure out who it could possibly be on the way to class, racking our brains of a Thomas in our year. I think of no one. We arrive at History of Magic five Minuten late, but the professor doesn't even seem to notice.
''This is why History of Magic is my Favorit class,'' Aimee muttered. ''He barely notices all the crap we do.''
''I think History of Magic's interesting..'' Lizzie says.
I remember once, my mother told me that she loved this class, whereas dad and Uncle Harry hated it. But my mother always was..
''Odd.'' Aimee said. ''It's really odd that Du enjoy this class because it's interesting.''
Aimee and Lizzie have a hushed argument throughout the whole class, and it takes all my willpower not to interfere. I just want to get to lunch. Not because I'm hungry, but because I need to see Hugo.
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Lunch in the Great Hall
When Aimee, Lizzie, and I arrive at the Great Hall for lunch, Aimee and Lizzie are still having their debate. I honestly could care less about it, I'm still thinking about Hugo. I'm looking around, my eyes scanning the Gryffindor table, but he's still not there. I allow myself to look at the Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff.. and then I see him at the Slytherin table.
What? He's sitting there, Schauspielen all chummy, his normal self like he usually would be at the Gryffindor table. I walk over to James.
''Look!'' I hiss, and point in Hugo's direction.
His mouth opens so wide some of his lunch falls out. ''What the hell is he doing there?''
''I dunno! I'm just gonna let him sit there for today, but when Isee him in the Common Room he's gonna have an interrogation.''
And I leave James, still gawking at Hugo. I'm honestly beside myself, he always was the kind of Gryffindor that had a healthy rivalry with Slytherin.. and now he's sitting at their table? I decide to write to Mum and Dad.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I think something's wrong with Hugo. Yes, I'm not joking. Du know Dad's always ingrained the rivalry with Slytherin in our heads.. but Hugo's sitting at the Slytherin table! And Mum, I don't know what to do. Why is he there? I promise Du I'll write again with the answers, I'm gonna talk to him later.
Liebe always,
Rosie
I look over at the Slytherin tabelle again, and see Hugo laughing with a boy and a girl in his year. It just makes no sense.
What has happened to my brother?
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The Gryffindor Common Room
At first, I didn't even think Hugo was going to come. But finally, at 10 P.M., he comes in. He sees me as soon as he steps through the portrait.
''Hey Rosie! Du look upset, what's the matter?''
''Hugo. Don't pretend I don't know that Du sit with them.''
This gets him mad. ''What's wrong with Abby and Blake?''
''Abby and Blake? Du really know their names?''
''Yeah, why wouldn't I? I don't need your permission to have friends, Rose.''
''I know, I know. But still, Du know how Dad-''
''Dad isn't always right about everything, Rosie.''
Then he storms past me and goes into the Boys Dormitory. His words sting.
Dad isn't always right about everything.
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Author's Note: Well, here's chapter 3! Was it good? Bad? So-so? Tell me in the comments! And thank Du to everyone who reads this, it's greatly appreciated.
''I CAN'T FIND MY DADA BOOK! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!''
As usual, Aimee wasn't prepared for the start of term. ''Just relax, Aimee, we'll find it.''
We searched the Dormitory, under beds, on beds, between blankets.. but no book.
''How could I lose it? I have DADA first this morning!''
''Just borrow one from the cabinets and order a new one, I dunno! It's obviously not here.''
Aimee was being grumpy now. ''I'll just write Home and see if I forgot it..'' She grumbled.
When we finally got all our stuff, Lizzie, Aimee, and I went into the Great Hall for breakfast. The usual commotion of birds delivering mail and students chattering greeted us. Lizzie had her usual oatmeal, Aimee grudgingly took some cereal, and all I could eat was an apple.
''Rose, I know your appetite. You're going to be starving five Minuten into DADA this morning.'' Aimee was staring at me curiously. I was the one that always had a huge meal every day, and all I was eating was a particularly small apple.
''I'm.. just not hungry.'' It was half true, I wasn't really hungry. But I knew as well as Aimee that I would be starving this morning.
''Not hungry my arse,'' Aimee said, and handed me cereal. ''Eat it.''
I took the cereal and ate it, although it tasted revolting. I looked down the long Gryffindor table, and saw Lily with her friends, James sitting with Albus and Fred.. where was Hugo?
''Hold on,'' I sagte to Aimee, and walked over to James.
''Where's Hugo? Have Du seen him?'' I started to breathe heavily, out of fear. Hugo never missed meals, except for detention. How could he have detention already? And we never have detention in the mornings. James looks around, and with a muffin in his mouth, says, ''I dunno, the library?''
''Haha. Very funny, James.''
''I'm serious!''
Why would Hugo be in the library? The only times he goes in there is to talk to me, oder Lily, oder anyone else. He never reads oder studies unless it's mandatory. ''Fine,'' I grumble, and leave. Something lately about Hugo is different. He's not being himself, and it worries me. I get back to Lizzie and Aimee at the end of the table, and all we do is make small talk. Finally students are getting up to leave and to go to their first class. Aimee and I go to DADA, while Lizzie heads to Herbology.
When we get to the classroom, a new professor greets us. ''Good morning,'' She says sharply. Aimee and I get a sitz Weiter to each other, in the front.
''There will be no talking, fooling around, oder naughty behavior.'' She lists out her rules. ''No gum chewing, and absolutely no Zufällig wand waving of any kind.'' When she smiles, it only looks like she's pressing her lips together.
''Now, lets begin!''
She walked to the front of the room, and when she got to the front, turned around and paused. She reminded me of somebody, but I couldn't put my finger on who it was...
''My name is Ms. Hopkirk,'' She sagte sternly. ''Some of Du may recognize me.. but most of Du will not.''
Where have I heard Hopkirk before?
For the rest of the lesson, all she does is talk about what we're going to be covering this term. Aimee falls asleep Weiter to me, and I don't even bother to wake her up since I'm close to sleeping myself. Finally, it's the end of class, and everyone is speeding out of there.
Aimee and I meet up with Lizzie, and we all walk to History of Magic.
''So, Du know the boy that wasn't happy with his sorting yesterday?''
''Yeah..?'' We both ask, knowing he isn't in our year. ''What about him?''
''Well, his brother is in our class! Says that he's a disgrace to the family.''
''Slytherins' can be a bit proud..'' Aimee murmured.
''Who was it?'' I asked, dying to know.
''His first name is Thomas, but I have no idea what his last name is.''
We try to figure out who it could possibly be on the way to class, racking our brains of a Thomas in our year. I think of no one. We arrive at History of Magic five Minuten late, but the professor doesn't even seem to notice.
''This is why History of Magic is my Favorit class,'' Aimee muttered. ''He barely notices all the crap we do.''
''I think History of Magic's interesting..'' Lizzie says.
I remember once, my mother told me that she loved this class, whereas dad and Uncle Harry hated it. But my mother always was..
''Odd.'' Aimee said. ''It's really odd that Du enjoy this class because it's interesting.''
Aimee and Lizzie have a hushed argument throughout the whole class, and it takes all my willpower not to interfere. I just want to get to lunch. Not because I'm hungry, but because I need to see Hugo.
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Lunch in the Great Hall
When Aimee, Lizzie, and I arrive at the Great Hall for lunch, Aimee and Lizzie are still having their debate. I honestly could care less about it, I'm still thinking about Hugo. I'm looking around, my eyes scanning the Gryffindor table, but he's still not there. I allow myself to look at the Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff.. and then I see him at the Slytherin table.
What? He's sitting there, Schauspielen all chummy, his normal self like he usually would be at the Gryffindor table. I walk over to James.
''Look!'' I hiss, and point in Hugo's direction.
His mouth opens so wide some of his lunch falls out. ''What the hell is he doing there?''
''I dunno! I'm just gonna let him sit there for today, but when Isee him in the Common Room he's gonna have an interrogation.''
And I leave James, still gawking at Hugo. I'm honestly beside myself, he always was the kind of Gryffindor that had a healthy rivalry with Slytherin.. and now he's sitting at their table? I decide to write to Mum and Dad.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I think something's wrong with Hugo. Yes, I'm not joking. Du know Dad's always ingrained the rivalry with Slytherin in our heads.. but Hugo's sitting at the Slytherin table! And Mum, I don't know what to do. Why is he there? I promise Du I'll write again with the answers, I'm gonna talk to him later.
Liebe always,
Rosie
I look over at the Slytherin tabelle again, and see Hugo laughing with a boy and a girl in his year. It just makes no sense.
What has happened to my brother?
__________________________________________________
The Gryffindor Common Room
At first, I didn't even think Hugo was going to come. But finally, at 10 P.M., he comes in. He sees me as soon as he steps through the portrait.
''Hey Rosie! Du look upset, what's the matter?''
''Hugo. Don't pretend I don't know that Du sit with them.''
This gets him mad. ''What's wrong with Abby and Blake?''
''Abby and Blake? Du really know their names?''
''Yeah, why wouldn't I? I don't need your permission to have friends, Rose.''
''I know, I know. But still, Du know how Dad-''
''Dad isn't always right about everything, Rosie.''
Then he storms past me and goes into the Boys Dormitory. His words sting.
Dad isn't always right about everything.
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Author's Note: Well, here's chapter 3! Was it good? Bad? So-so? Tell me in the comments! And thank Du to everyone who reads this, it's greatly appreciated.
Prisoner of Azkaban
