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The next day all of the Slytherin and the Gryffindor's were waiting in  the greenhouses, where Professor Sprout taught them everything they needed to know about Herbology. Only Professor Sprout wasn't there yet but they all had pulled on an overall.

Herbology was one of Nora's favorite subjects. After Transfiguration and Astronomy of course.

"Luckily nothing bad can happen here." Elena said. They all knew the kids and themselves need it.

"Yeah, indeed."

"Morning everyone." Professor Sprout announced her presence in the greenhouse but nobody stopped talking. Neither did Hermione, who was telling Nora about a new spell she had found in one of her new books of this year.

"Good morning, everyone." Professor Sprouts said again, louder. This time everybody stopped talking to look up to her.

"Good morning, Professor Sprout." They all responded in unison.

"Welcome to Greenhouse Three, second years. Gather around, everyone." She turned around, her back to the class. When she turned back around, she was holding a plant in her arms. "Today we're going to re-pot Mandrakes. Who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root?"

Hermione's hand rose.

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Mandrake, or Mandragora is used to return those who have been petrified to their original state. It's also quite dangerous. The Mandrake's cry is fatal to anyone who hears it."

"Excellent. Ten points to Gryffindor."

Nora gave raised her hand for Hermione to highfive while the two boys were looking over at Hermione impressed.

"Now, as our Mandrakes are still only seedlings, their cries won't kill you yet, but they could knock you out for several hours, which is why I've given each of you a pair of earmuffs for auditory protection, so if you could please put them on right away. Quickly." Professor Sprout said as the most students immediately grabbed for their earmuffs, which laid on the table in front of them, and put them over their ears quickly. "Flaps tight down, and watch me closely." She picked up the pot again and grabbed the plant. "You grasp your Mandrake firmly, you pull it sharply up out of the pot." She pulled the plant up, revealing it's root, which was resembling a screaming, ugly baby. At least that's what Nora thought but it didn't take her long to hold her hands to her ears. "Got it? And now dunk it down into the other pot and pour a little sprinkling of soil to keep him warm."

Everyone seemed all right until Neville passed out.

"Nev!" Daisy immediately spoke, worriedly, crouching down next to her brother.

Professor Sprout let out a sigh. "Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs."

"No, ma'am, he's just fainted."

"Yes, well, just leave him there." Professor Sprout said, making Daisy, Nora and a lot of the others glare at her, not believing a teacher would leave a kid laying on the ground like that. It was like Professor Sprout didn't even care, even though Neville was pretty much the one who loved the subject the most of the group.

"Did she just seriously say 'just leave him there'? What's wrong with her?" Rebekah said.

"Right. A kid fainted." Bonnie added.

"Right, on we go. Plenty of pots to go around. Grasp your Mandrake and pull it up."

Every student pulled up their Mandrakes, instantly regretting it since all of the ugly babies started to scream everyone's ears off.

The screen turned to the boys Nora had met in Diagon Alley, laughing at something besides them. Draco had been playing with his Mandrake, causing the plant to bite his finger.

A few hours later, Ron was trying to fix his wand with sellotape, which was barely working. It wold hold for a few hours but not with practising spells. It seemed to be damaged beyond repair.

"Say it. I'm doomed." Ron spoke to Nora.

"You're doomed."

"He's definitely doomed." Finn said.

"But if they can buy my daughter and Harry a broomstick, can't the school also buy him a wand?" Elijah asked. A wand was cheaper than a broomstick, right?

"I don't know. But you're right."

"Hi Nora! Hi Harry!" A young boy, probably a first years said as he stood in front of them before taking a picture of the twins with his camera,, having to turn around a bit since Harry sat next to Hermione opposite Ron and Nora, so technically he took a photo of the four. "I'm Colin Creevey! I'm in Gryffindor too!"

"Hi, Colin, nice to meet you." Nora said giving him a smile as Harry gave him an awkward nod.

"Say, do you think your friend here could take a photo of me and you standing together? You know, to prove I've met you. It's for my dad, he's a milkman, you know, a Muggle, like all our family's been until me. No one knew all the odd stuff I could do was magic 'til we got that letter from Hogwarts! Everyone just thought I was mental." The boy rambled.

"Imagine that." Ron muttered to Nora.

"Ron?" Dean asked from the other side of the table. "Is that your owl?"

Errol flew into the Great Hall and crashed right in front of Ron in a bowl of chips, making all the Slytherins laugh.

"Bloody bird's a menace."

"Yeah. You can say that." Kol said, laughing.

He took the red envelope from Errrol's mouth and the owl flew away but ron was looking horror-struck at the piece of red paper in his hands. "Oh no!"

"Look, everyone, Weasley's got himself a Howler." Seamus announced loudly, making a few people laugh again.

"Go on, Ron." Neville encouraged. "I ignored one from my Gran once. It was horrible." The boy gulped, thinking back at when he opened his.

Ron hesitatingly opened the letter with a scared face expression.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley's voice came shouting out of the Howler and Ron immediately dropped the envelope to the table. The voice had attract even more attention and Nora was sure that almost the entire Great Hall was looking at Ron. The letter sprung back up by itself. "HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER'S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT!" The letter flew closer to his face, scaring him even more. "IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME!" The Howler turned to Ginny and spoke in a gentler tone. "Oh, and Ginny dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud." Ginny looked away in embarrassment. The Howler sticked its tongue at Ron and then tore itself up.

"Oh, that was nice." Elena said, sarcastically.

"Very." Bonnie spoke.

"Glad my mom hasn't heard of these. Otherwise i would get one every week." Caroline said.

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Next class was Defence Against the Dark Arts. As the four made their way to the classroom, they were all sulking that they had to sit there for almost an hour in Lockhart's presence, all of them except for Hermione.

"Quite wonderful, isn't he?" She asked Nora with excitement who barely nodded at her.

And when they entered the classroom the real Lockhart wasn't there yet. But there were at least 20 Lockharts portraits in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom if not more.

"Talk about being self-absorbed." Klaus said.

"That could never be you, right, Klaus?" Damon asked, the sarcasm visible with the smirk on his face.

Daisy and Neville joined Nora and the boys. "He probably is just late so people can admire his stupid face." Nora said to Daisy who nodded in agreement.

"Which is also disgusting since we're all twelve."

"Did you read his books?" Nora asked. "There's no way that he did any of that stuff and people just believe him."

"How did he even become a professor?" Daisy asked, miserable. She also had met him in Diagon Alley at his book signing and if it wasn't for her grandmother she would've been out of there in five minutes.

The door of the office opened an the real life Gilderoy Lockhart stepped out of it as everyone quickly set down. "Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Nora looked at the table next to hers, seeing both her cousin and her best friend (Ron) with an annoyed look on their faces. She was almost sure that they thought the same at the exact moment as she and Daisy. "Me, Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award." He smiled and Nora suddenly got the immense need to puke and even more when she saw Mione giggling about what he just said with Susan Bones.

"I agree with my niece." Rebekah said, also feeling the urge to puke.

"But I don't talk about that."

"Yeah right." Jeremy said.

"He just did." Nora whispered to Daisy.

"I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at him." The professor laughed at his own joke but no one else joined his laughter. Most of the girls all seem starstruck by Lockhart while the boys just seem to be confused.

"I see you've all bought a complete set of my books, well done. Now, I thought we'd start today with a little quiz." He said, taking some papers off his desk.

Most of the students look worried and a few of them frowned as Lockhart started to hand out the papers. "Nothing to worry about, just to check how well you've read them."

Hermione smiled an said in a quiet tone thank you as Lockhart gave her the paper.

"How much you've, uh, take in." Lockhart said, passing two papers to Ron who smiled at the professor and then rolling his eyes as he walked over to Nora and Daisy's table.

"Look at these questions! They'll all about him!" Ron said, with even more disgust as Daisy and Nora gave each other a look. "Look. 'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?'" Nora said.

"Honestly, we could have seen this coming." Stefan said.

But no body in the room could understand what the professor loved so much about himself.

"It's probably like Nora said earlier." Jeremy spoke up. "He thinks he's so awesome, which he is not, but he thinks he because everyone believes he really did the stuff in his books but actually he didn't."

"Maybe he stole them from someone else? Can you wipe someone's memory in the wizarding world?" Finn asked the Potters.

"Yes." Lily answered.

"'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?'" Nora continued.

Lockhart was done handing out the testpapers, returning back to the front of the classroom. "You have thirty minutes. Start." Everybody took their quills. "Now!"

Luckily she had read the books otherwise she would've started this year with an 'T' for sure.

Half an hour later Lockhart started to look over their now finished quizzes.

"Tut, tut, hardly any of you remembered that my favorite color is lilac. I say so in Year with a Yeti. And a few of you need to read Wandering with Werewolves more carefully. I clearly state in chapter twelve that my ideal birthday gift would be harmony between all magic and non-magic peoples, though I wouldn't say no to a large bottle of Ogden's Old Firewhisky." He let out another gorilla-like laugh.

"Yeah and let's break it on his head." Caroline said.

"Good idea. I'll help." Bonnie agreed.

Ron was staring at Lockhart with even more disbelief and Hermione was listening with even more concentration.

"But Miss Granger, Miss Potter and Miss Longbottom knew that my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair-care potions. Good girls." He winked at the three of them. "In fact full marks! Thirty point to Gryffindor."

"I need to puke." Nora said, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Oh, me too."

"He did not just say that to my daughter." Elijah spoke, disgusted.

"They are twelve years old." Rebekah said, shocked.

"He just lost the right to have a head." Klaus added.

"That's disgusting." Jeremy said.

"Poor girls." Bonnie uttered.

Suddenly Lockhart pulled out his wand. "Now, be warned! It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind." He tapped the covered-up cage, causing it to shake. "You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here. I must ask you not to scream, it might PROVOKE THEM!" He screamed the last bit as he pulled the cover quickly off the cage, revealing little blue creatures wit wings on their back.

"Cornish Pixies?"

"Freshly caught Cornish Pixies."

Seamus let out a laugh.

"Laugh if you will, Mr. Finnigan, but pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters. Let's see what you make of them, now!"

He let the pixies out of their cage, and they immediately started flying around the classroom, causing havoc, everyone immediately stood up from their seats as the pixies started to grab book and ripped out pages or spilled ink all on the ground.

"Come on now, round them up, round them up! They're only pixies!" Two of the blue creatures picked Neville by his ears and they pulled him into the air and hanged him on the chandelier.

"Please, get me down!"

Most of the students were already gone from the classroom by now, leaving only the Longbottoms, the Potter and Ron and Hermione and of course Lockhart.

One of the pixies started to pull Nora's hair. "My hair, let go of my hair!" She screamed, hysterically. "Get it off!"

Harry smashed the pixie with his book off his sister's hair.

Lockhart raised his wand. "Peskipiksi Pesternomi!" Nothing happened and a pixie took his wand away from him. The same pixie used the wand to break the chains that help up the dragon skeleton, causing it to land on the floor with a loud crashing sound.

Lockhart made a run for it. As two others pixies took one of his photos, which of course was with him on it, he tried to get it back but the pixie got help from two others and they flew away from Lockhart with the photo as Lockhart gasped in shock.

"The only good thing that has happened today so far." Nora thought.

"I'll ask you four to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." Lockhart said to them before taking cover in his office.

"Coward." Nora muttered.

"Coward." Kol had muttered at the same time as his niece.

"How can he just leave them all alone with these pixies? Didn't he literally see Neville hanging there?" Elena asked.

"Poor Neville is having a rough first day." Finn said.

"What do we do now?" Ron asked.

Both Nora and Hermione rose their wand. "Immobulus!" The pixies stopped moving and the four finally breathed out again.

"Why is it always me?" Neville asked and the four looked up at Neville, still seeing him hanging from the chandelier.

"Poor boy." Bonnie said.

"What now?" Ron asked.

"I'm gonna beg with McGongall until Lockhart is fired." Nora spoke as she and the other helped their friend down before walking out of the door. "He can get them himself. Maybe they'll replace Neville's spot with Lockhart."

"Hopefully." Kol said.

"God, I think we know now who she would hate so much." Jeremy said.

"Couldn't the Yeti have eaten him?"

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READ PLEASE!

1. Endgame is decided! Since the most wanted two endgames were Fred and Theo, they will be the endgame. I'm sorry if they were not the one you wanted but I counted so it's only fair. And it's gonna be a poly so Nora x Fred & Theo

2. And HELP ME please. I have absolute no idea right now how I'm gonna make her date two guys like I want her to date one first but then also the other one or should I do something else?

-> ANY KIND OF IDEA WELCOME HERE BECAUSE MY HEAD AIN'T FREAKING WORKING IT OUT RIGHT NOW

-> If you have one you can also send my privately since I know some of you don't want everyone to see your questions/ idea

3. And sorry for the late update with school starting again I've just been really busy and I was just not motivated to write like for any of my books

4. Also since the last time I updated I got 100K reads. Thank you all so much. I love every single one of you <3

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Posted: April 21, 2024

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