Everyone loves Fridays because, like I said we don't have class in the afternoon. Most students take this as either an opportunity to see their new friends or catch up on homework.
I don't know how you can be behind already! I don't have very many friends yet either. Sarah and I practice Charms and Transfiguration together a lot or read in the Great Hall during meals. So that leaves with one thing to do this afternoon that I've been wanting to do.
The library has been hard to get to between meals and classes. So now I walk away from potions, my last class of the week and head up to find Madame Pince. Peeves the poltergeist meets me on the staircase and bounces stolen chalk off of my robes.
I cover my books under my arms and glare at him. "Peeves, if you don't stop I will go and get the Bloody Baron!" He chuckles and throws more chalk in my direction. By now he knows that this is an empty threat coming from me. The Bloody Baron is the ghost of Slytherin and is covered in bloody, transparent chains. No one likes to go near him other than his own house. But he is the only person err- ghost that he will listen too.
I find sanctuary in the library. Madam Pince seems to get the obnoxious poltergeist to stay out of the library although he gives her a horrible time when she leaves. I walk up to her and describe the book Professor McGonagall suggested I read.
"Oh! I know right where that one is. Second aisle from the right on the middle shelf. Red leather cover, not easy to miss." She smiles and points to the directed bookshelf.
I do find it easily but do not bother to check it out. At the back of the room are tables and chairs for students to read or study quietly at. I lose track of time and read the whole book before dinner. I had only gotten up to ask Madame Pince if she had any extra ink so I could take notes. She gave me a new inkwell and said I could keep it.
The book is rather helpful. It is full of different simple spells mainly for muggleborns. Since we aren't used to writing with quills and walking on moving staircases without losing our balance it offers useful spells that last temporarily. I think the reason Professor McGonagall suggested it was the spell that keeps your ink from smearing. You can choose to cast the charm on your parchment or ink before writing and it does the trick!
I return the book to its original place and gather the notes I took on the new spells I learned. I silently wave to the librarian and hurry to my common room to put away my books. Then I walk downstairs for dinner.
"Hey!" I blurt as I am shoved from behind and tumble down the stairs. I hear panicked footsteps behind me but no apology.
"Hurry! We don't want Filch to catch us! Ugh-" However was speaking is cut off. Well, they tripped.over me followed by their companion. They both look horrified that I am there. But they don't say anything to me. Instead they grab me under the arms and begin dragging me away.
Now there is something you should know about me. I am not strong in any way and could not win in any physical activity no matter what. So, I do struggle to get away but my efforts are lost on my lack of strength. They do let go of me though as we go flying through the air as a bomb goes off in the corridor they had just come from.
Afraid of what might happen next we all run towards the bathrooms on another floor. We stop, gasping, and holding the stitches in our sides. The two boys look at each other and burst into half silenced guffaws. The taller one has light brown hair that needs cut and a long nose. The other one is shorter with darker hair and bright blue eyes.
I glare at them and put my fists on my hips. "You are the ones that keep setting off dungbombs in Defense Against the Dark Arts!" It wasn't a question and they don't seem to care either way. "Filch won't be very pleased when he finds out who it was." I have no idea who they are.
The oldest looking one of the two becomes serious. He looks me in the eyes and insists, "You aren't going to tell him." He points his wand at me and smirks.
"Sean, leave her alone!" The other one pleads. He ignores him and fires a sloppy disarming spell at me. "Expelliarmis!"
"Finite Incantatem!" My shield charm works magic- literally- and renders his spell useless. What? You didn't think that after reading all of my books I hadn't learned anything!
Sean is taken aback and actually steps back. "But you were holding it in your left hand! And you're a first year!" His face turns red as he realizes this.
"Not to mention I'm a muggleborn!" I yell just to rub it in. I turn and walk away without another word. I hear the younger boy say goodbye and then he runs to catch up with me. I can feel him staring at me but I refuse to look at him as I stomp to the Great Hall and sit down to eat. I sit on the end and he sits across from me.
I can't eat a whole meal with him looking at me so I sigh and finally ask, "What? Why are you following me?"
"Oh come on! You have got to tell me how you beat my brother! I can never block his spells. Well, he always does it when I'm not looking so that doesn't really count."
I roll my eyes. "I am left handed," I explain. "Well, mostly. I am ambidextrous actually. Now why are you sitting at my table?"
It turns out that he is a Ravenclaw. First year same as me. His older brother is in Gryffindor and had put him up to helping set off dungbombs. "Name's Jared by the way. What's yours?"
I shake his hand as I have many other housemates. "Lydia." He smiles sheepishly and checks, "Are you really going to tell Filch? I promise I'll never do it again! And can't say the same for Sean but all the same!"
I huff and promise that if he stays away from dungbombs I wouldn't tell. Also he wasn't allowed to tell Sean that I am ambidextrous. Some things I like to keep to myself.
We eat together and talk. When the time comes we walk back to Ravenclaw Tower together too. He is pretty funny and smart. It turns out that his brother is exactly how my first impression had led me to believe. I don't say much, mostly listen until we part ways in our small library. I walk down to my dormitory and flop onto my bed. I am exhausted!
"Ugh! Take a bath, will you? You smell like dung!" Kate complains when she walks in a minute later.