Harry Potter and the Slytherin Truth: Year One

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

"Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eyes out. Besides, it's leviosa, not leviosa."

Harry hears Hermione from across the room. He has a great view of what is happening from his side of the class and, because he's nosy, he decides to watch the scene unfold. Harry and Draco were the first to perfect the spell, while Hermione, who no doubt can perform the rudimentary spell, has taken to watching Ron flail around like an idiot. Weasley seems to be having difficulties, even going so far as to smack his wand against his desk. Thus prompting Hermione's outburst.

"You do it then, if you're so clever." Ron snarks at the girl, believing to have won the argument.

Hermione only sighs, flicking her wand in the required movements and uttering the spell, "Wingardium Leviosa." Immediately, her feather takes flight, lifting into the air. Ron gapes and then proceeds to drop his head onto his books, attempting(and failing) to hide from the embarrassment.

Draco laughs from beside Harry, the ravenette joining in soon after. The rest of the first year Slytherins are also snickering at the red-faced Gryffindor.

Harry notices that the boy next to Weasley(Harry thinks it's a boy named Seamus Finnigan) takes on a determined look. 'Oh no.' Harry groans internally. The entire first year class knows about Seamus, the boy with a pension for blowing things up. The boy starts waving his wand while speaking the spell. An explosive sound resounds through the classroom as his feather catches fire(no surprise there). Seamus, whose face is now covered in soot, sighs in defeat, slowly placing his wand on the desk before him.

"And on that note, class dismissed!" Professor Flitwick exclaims cheerily, not an ounce of annoyance present in his voice.

The students shuffle out of the classroom, through the halls, and into the courtyard. Harry spots Weasley. He is surrounded by a group of Gryffindors and seems to be talking rather animatedly about something. Harry tunes in.

"It's leviosa, not leviosa." Ron mocks the bushy haired girl, obviously not noticing her presence right behind him. "Honestly, she's a nightmare. No wonder she hasn't got any friends."

'Rude.' Harry thinks, angry at Weasley for his arrogance. If Hermione hadn't have stepped in someone could have been seriously injured. She was right to do what she did, even if she could have phrased it more politely. Hermione pushes past Weasley and his group, slamming her shoulder aggressively against Ron's as she walks by with her head down, obviously trying to hold back her tears. Ron and his friends blanch before walking away, continuing on the path to their common room.

"Well that was intense." Harry hears Blaise comment.

"Really?" Theo snarks back, surprising his three companions.

"Did you just make a joke? Oh, I am so proud of you." Blaise throws his arm over Theo's shoulder.

Theo rolls his eyes at his exuberant friend. "Shut up." He slaps at Blaise's shoulder playfully. Harry and Draco look on, amused and laughing at the ridiculousness of their two friends.

By this time, the four Slytherins have arrived at their common room. They step into the room, which is bustling with life. There is a group of older students playing some sort of game on the floor by the fireplace. A few others are engaged in a heated debate next to one of the bookshelves. In fact, the only place in the common room that isn't filled with life is a lone chessboard situated in the far corner of the room.