If I thought that matters would improve once everyone got used to the idea of Harry being champion, the following day showed me how mistaken I was.

Pretty much everyone hated him. Hufflepuffs seemed to hate us all. Ron was still being an emotional teenage girl and wasn’t talking to Harry, or me for that matter. Hermione was trying to keep the peace, but looked like she was on the verge of a PMS breakdown. I was trying to be polite to everyone, but I was born a bitch, so I kept my mouth shut.

I didn’t pay any attention during Care of Magical creatures, not even when Hagrid told us the skrewts were killing each other, and that we needed to walk them. I just sat on the floor and made pictures in the dirt.

I thought it was kind of weird that I was being normal –human being normal, not Willow normal- and wondered if I should go take happy pills again.

Hehehehehe.

Hehehehe.

That was fun.

I feel like I’m going to explode.

Where’s Snape, It’s fun to yell at him...

I failed in charms. We were doing summoning charms, Hermione was perfect, Harry failed, and I managed to move things, but all of them would hit someone across the head.

“I swear I’m not doing it intentionally sir – shit – Sorry Seamus!” A rather large book had flown off a shelf and landed on top of him.

I have skills.

*** *** ***

I still had the urge to scream at someone, and I was dreading having to attend double potions. It would be nothing short of torture. Being shut in a dungeon for an hour and a half with Snape and the Slytherins was shit.

When Harry, ‘Mione and I arrived at Snape’s dungeon after lunch, we found the Slytherins waiting outside, each and every one of them wearing a large badge on the front of his or her robes. I saw that they all bore the same message, in luminous red letters that burnt brightly in the dimly lit underground passage:  SUPPORT CEDRIC DIGGORY—THE REAL HOGWARTS CHAMPION! 

Lemons.

“Like them, Potter?” said Malfoy loudly as we approached. “And this isn’t all they do - look!”  He pressed his badge into his chest, and the message upon it vanished, to be replaced by another one, which glowed green: POTTER STINKS!

“Why would you make it go green, green is your house colour.” I said quizzically.

“Stuff you freak.” Malfoy snapped. Wow, threatening!

Ron was standing against the wall with Dean and Seamus. He wasn’t laughing like the Slytherins, but he wasn’t sticking up for Harry either. 

“Want one, Granger?” said Malfoy, holding out a badge to Hermione. “I’ve got loads. But don’t touch my hand, now. I’ve just washed it, you see; don’t want a Mudblood sliming it up.” 

Harry reached for his wand in a split second.

“Harry!” Hermione said warningly. 

“Go on, then, Potter,” Malfoy said quietly, drawing out his own wand. “Moody’s not here to look after you now - do it, if you’ve got the guts -” 

For a split second, they looked into each other’s eyes, then, at exactly the same time, both acted.  “Funnunculus!” Harry yelled. 

“Densaugeo!” screamed Malfoy.

Jets of light shot from both wands, hit each other in midair, and ricocheted off at angles — Harry’s hit Goyle in the face, and Malfoy’s hit Hermione.

Goyle bellowed and put his hands to his nose, where great ugly boils were springing up - Hermione, whimpering in panic, was clutching her mouth.  

I was frozen in shock.

Yeah, I’m tough, deal with it.

“Hermione!”  Ron had hurried forward to see what was wrong with her; I turned and saw Ron dragging Hermione’s hand away from her face.

It wasn’t a pretty sight. Hermione’s front teeth - already larger than average - were now growing at an alarming rate; she was looking more and more like a beaver as her teeth elongated, past her bottom lip, toward her chin - panic-stricken, she felt them and let out a terrified cry. 

“And what is all this noise about?” said a soft, deadly voice.  Snape had arrived. The Slytherins clamored to give their explanations; Snape pointed a long yellow finger at Malfoy and said, “Explain.” 

“Potter attacked me, sir -” 

“We attacked each other at the same time!” Harry shouted. 

“- and he hit Goyle - look -” 

Snape examined Goyle, whose face now resembled something that would have been at home in a book on poisonous fungi. 

“Hospital wing, Goyle,” Snape said calmly. 

“Malfoy got Hermione!” Ron said. “Look!” 

He forced Hermione to show Snape her teeth - she was doing her best to hide them with her hands, though this was difficult as they had now grown down past her collar. Pansy Parkinson and the other Slytherin girls were doubled up with silent giggles, pointing at Hermione from behind Snape’s back.  Snape looked coldly at Hermione, then said, “I see no difference.” 

Hermione let out a whimper; her eyes filled with tears, she turned on her heel and ran, ran all the way up the corridor and out of sight.  It was lucky, perhaps, that Ron, Harry and I started shouting at Snape at the same time; lucky our voices echoed so much in the stone corridor, for in the confused din, it was impossible for him to hear exactly what we were calling him. He got the gist, however. 

“Let’s see,” he said, in his silkiest voice. “Fifty points from Gryffindor and a detention each of you. Now get inside, or it’ll be a week’s worth of detentions.”

I stood my ground.

“No, I don’t give a shit if you give me a detention.” I said in a deadly tone.

“Get inside. Now.”

“Nah, I don’t think I will.”

“GET INSIDE WILLOW!” Snape bellowed.

“GET OUT OF MY FACE YOU PRICK! HOW THE HELL COULD YOU YELL AT HERMIONE? SHE IS TEN TIMES THE MAN YOU ARE! YOU’RE A DICKFACED ASSHOLE AND LLAMAS WOULDN’T EAT FRENCH FRIES IN THE RAIN WITH YOU!”

“DETENTION ALL WEEK Willow! NOW GET INSIDE!”

“SCREW YOU! I WONT SHOW UP FOR YOU ASSHOLE!”

And I turned on my heel and stormed off.

“GET BACK HERE!” Snape’s yells echoed toward me.

I simply showed my middle finger as I walked off.

I trudged down the stairwell angrily.

Snape saying that to Hermione! How the freaking hell could he?

Bitch will pay...

“HI!” Chirped a really excited voice from behind me.

I turned curious and realised I had never seen the girl in my life, but she was wearing a Hogwarts uniform...

Mind. Blown.

“I’m Lisa!” She practically screamed.

“I’m Willow.” I smiled, I’m sure it looked like a grimace cause I was trying to look positive.

“Snape getting you down Willow? NEVER FEAR! CRY SOME RAINBOW UNICORN TEARS!”

Oh my God. This chick is awesome sauce.

“Come on Willow! Let’s go eat!”

Before I could say another word, Lisa was dragging me down some stairs.

“HI GEORGIA! HI DEENA!” She screamed as we passed a few very pretty Slytherins.

“Hey Liss, what are you doing with a Gryffindor?” one of them said rudely.

“She was sad Deena!” Lisa-ze-awesome said.

“Oh, did you talk to Snape?” the other girl- I’m assuming Georgia- said.

“Yeah.” I said awkwardly.

“He’s a bit of a turd sometimes hey Georgie, but he can be nice.” Deena laughed.

“On the very rare occasion...When he isn’t talking about Gryffindors-“ Georgia started.

“Or Hufflepuffs-“

“Or Ravenclaws-“

“Or Quidditch-“

“Or students!” Lisa piped in.

“Or Harry Potter.” Deena added.

“And I think he hates Potter’s sister...” Georgia said thoughtfully.

I started to laugh.

“That’s me.”

“Really! You piss Snape off! Yay!” and Georgia and Deena ran down the corridor.

I have now come to the conclusion that Slytherin is awesome, despite stereotype...

Yeah...

I’m going to have a really deep and meaningful thought now.

If Wormtail was in Gryffindor and he’s bad, then that means Gryffindors aren’t perfect – unless you’re me. Who said that?

And I bet there were some pretty hard core jigglypuffs...I just haven’t met any yet.

Oh! And then there is Ravenclaw, Lockhart was in Ravenclaw and he was a retard...

And then there are awesome Slytherins which I have just found out.

“Willow-Willow-Willow.” Lisa was chanting.

“Sorry! I tuned out!”

“LLAMAS DON’T TUNE OUT! GOSH YOU DISAPOINT ME! SHAME ON YOU!”

And she skipped off.

I think I will be forever dazed by someone who is total awesome sauce.

Lisa – I don’t know her last name – The awesomest Slytherin.

This chapter stars Georgia, Deena and Lisa, who are: Jasperhalelover, Kodykatt and upissmeoff.

Thankyou my dears for being epic Slytherins and I hope your characters aren’t shit.

Luff <3