Unexpected love

Fame isnt everything

I wake up to Pansy and Makayla fighting over the bathroom and sigh. I don't want to deal with it, so I get my robes and walk into the bathroom myself. I do my hair in a lose braid then get ready for the day but getting dressed and spraying my favorite muggle perfume I stole from Aunt Petunia before we left. I step out of the bathroom and walk past the two as Pansy quickly goes into the bathroom first.

I walk down to the common room to see Malfoy and his friends.

"Regretting not taking up my offer, Potter?"

"Piss off, Malfoy," I say and quickly walk out so I can go find Ron, Hermione, and Harry.

I walk into the Great Hall and see the three. I quickly walk over and Hermione smiles at me.

"I hope you guys don't hate me now, I don't want to be in Slytherin, I want to be with you."

Harry and Hermione shake their heads while Ron rolls his eyes and eats his food.

"Don't worry about it, we know you aren't a bad person," Hermione says and I hug her, "thank you."

I see Makayla and Pansy walk into the Great Hall so I hug Harry then walk over to my friends.

-time skip-

I walk into transfiguration with Makayla and Pansy just before it is about to start. Professor McGonagall starts to tell us where to sit, luckily I am with Pansy, but Makayla has to sit with Crabbe.

"Okay students, start to take notes on what to do, to transform something into an animal," with that McGonagall turns into a cat and sits on top of a table.

As we are taking notes, we hear the door open and I turn to see Ron and Harry run in. I look at Hermione and we both roll our eyes at them thinking they made it on time.

"Idiots," I whisper as Pansy, and I laugh quietly at them.

"Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late," Ron says as Pansy and I laugh a little harder.

McGonagall jumps off the table and transforms back into a human. I stop laughing and listen to the conversation.

"That was bloody, brilliant."

"Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be useful it transfigures you and Mr. Potter into a map? Possibly a pocket watch?"

Harry looks at me for help, but I just shrug and look away as McGonagall tells them to sit down. The rest of the class was just talked and took random notes on the animals that you can transfigure and the ones that you can't. I am not going to like this class, I know it. McGonagall dismisses us and I walk over to Hermione but hear Malfoy yelling at me.

"Potter! Slytherin do not mingle with Gryffindor," he yells out and I roll my eyes as I grab Hermione.

"Quit talking to me Malfoy!"

I hold her hand as we walk out of transfiguration and down the halls to potions.

"I hate that, Malfoy," I say to Hermione, and she nods before Ron and Harry catch up out of breath.

"Blood hell! You two walk quick."

We laugh as we walk into potions. There is a board that says to stand in the back and the professor will pick our seats for us. I sigh and sit against the wall while thinking about what Malfoy said. How come Slytherin and Gryffindor can't talk? The professor starts to look around until his eyes land on me and stay for a minute. weird.

"Hermione Granger and Harry Potter," he says in a depressing tone while standing in front of a desk.

"Ronald Weasley and Neville Longbottom," I hear some boys laugh, I look over to the laughter; can you guess who it was?

He gets to the Slytherin side of the room and starts to call people.

"Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle."

"Draco Malfoy and (Y/n) Potter," I roll my eyes and walk over to the desk to sit down. Of course, my luck I have to sit with the rudest boy to ever live.

The professor goes through the room and points out where people sit as I sit as far away from Malfoy as I can.

"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 science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses," who the fuck is this guy... "I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death."

He pauses and looks over at Harry who is writing down what Snape had said, I assume.

"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough, to not pay attention," I look over at Hermione who nudges Harry to get his attention, "Mr. Potter and Ms. Potter, our new celebrities."

What did I do to end up in a situation where I have to be called out in front of the class?

"Mr. Potter, tell me what I would get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? You don't know? Well let's try again, where Mr. Potter would you look if I were to ask you to find me a Bezoar? And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfbane?"

To all of them Harry shakes his head, coincidently I know all the answers from a book I read last night. Hermione let me have it, so I was ready for school.

"Pity. Clearly fame isn't everything. And now what about you Ms. Potter? Do you know the answer to any of the questions asked?"

I nod, " Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite."

Snape raises an eyebrow to me and nods, "wonderful, ten points to Slytherin house."