Harry Potter The Unseen Heroine

The sound of hooting signaled the arrival of the mail. So far I hadn't gotten anything, not that I expected to. However when Uric arrived with a letter I opened it with great interest. Who would be writing me?

Dear Sarah,

I know you and Harry both get Friday afternoons off, so would you like to come and have a cup of tea with me around three?

I want to hear all about your and Harry's first week. Send us an answer back with Uric.

Hagrid

I looked over a the Gryffindor table, and saw that Harry had gotten a note as well.

"Who wrote?" Lisa asked me.

"Hagrid." I replied, taking my quill and responding.

"The groundskeeper?" Anthony asked me.

"Yeah, he was the one who...got me a Harry from the Dursley's. Took us to Diagon Alley. He knew our parents. I'm quite fond of him." I replied.

There were a few faces of disgust at the mention of the Dursley's.

"He's invited us to tea this afternoon." I explained. Then turned to the parchment.

I wrote "Of course, see you then." strapped the note to Uric and sent him on his way.

"Well, we best be off." I heard Cho say as she stood." She then turned to us. "You all...better be prepared for potions." Cho warned. At the mention of potions Marietta looked at us with pity.

"Good luck." Marietta told us, then the pair departed.

All of us looked at each other, then looked at Snape at the head table. He was glaring at the Gryffindor's currently. And his glare...was not pleasant.

"I guess we better...prepare." Anthony suggested.

"Agreed." Padma replied.

We all made our way back to the common room to grab our books and notes. Padma, Morag, and Mandy all gathered in the nook in the library to silently study, Michael and Terry went up to there dorm to quiz each other, leaving me, Anthony, and Lisa standing around comparing notes.

"So...how bad is Snape? Really?" I asked nervously as I flipped through the pages of Magical Drafts and Potions.

"Supposedly...pretty bad. My cousin said he handed out detentions like candy." Anthony replied.

"Really?" Lisa asked, frowning.

"Yeah, if your potions was slightly off, if you got one question off. It'd be hours of scrubbing cauldrons with Dear Professor Snape."

"We better not give him any excuse then."

For the next hour we did nothing but go over each others notes, quiz each other, and make sure that Snape didn't have any reason to punish us. Finally, with about twenty minutes until class I stood up.

"I'm going to meet Harry before class, ask him how it went." I said.

"We'll meet you down there." Lisa said.

I made my way out of the common room and down the spiral staircase. I waited by the entrance to the dungeons and soon enough students began to file past. Draco and the other Slytherin's were first, the all looked smugly satisfied and paid me no mind. Then the Gryffindor's walked out, Hermione looked frustrated, Parvati Patil was talking to another girl and both looked annoyed. Finally Ron and Harry came up the stairs, Harry looked miserable, while Ron was trying to cheer him up.

"Oh, Hey Sarah." Harry said as he noticed me.

"Harry, Ron." I said nodding to both of them.

"You have potions next?" Ron asked me.

"That's why I found you actually. To see if the...rumors are true." I said, both boys glanced at each other worriedly.

"The rumors are true. He treated us horribly and favored the Slytherins." Ron said.

"Sarah...he's not nice." Harry added.

"Maybe he'll go easier on me I'm not in Gry..."

"He hates me Sarah." Harry said suddenly. I looked at him confused.

"We already established that he hates Gryffindor's." I replied puzzled.

"No, he hates me personally. When we got in there he took roll and called me out when he got to my name."

"What did he do?"

"Called me a celebrity. Like I enjoy all this attention?! Then after he gives an admittedly cool speech on the class...he calls me out again. Asks me what would happen if asphodel powdered roots an mixed with wormwood..."

"Drought of the living dead?" I asked.

"Don't make me feel worse." Harry snapped back.

"Sorry..."

"I say I don't know, then he asks me again, and again...the whole time Hermione knows. But does he ask her? No. Then when Neville's cauldron exploded he blamed me. He took two points..."

Harry took a deep breath. "Sorry, It's just. He treated us all horrible, but he treated me worse. Like it was personal." Harry finished.

"Chin up mate, it's over. Like I said Fred and George have lost loads of points from Snape."

"Your right." Harry turned back to me. "Just...if he really does hate me then..."

"He'd hate me to." I finished.

"Yeah. When is your first potions lesson?"

"Ten minutes."

Harry and Ron both looked at me nervously.

"You'll be fine, your not in Gryffindor." Ron told me, though clearly not believing his own words.

"Just try and answer his questions right."

"I'll be fine, you survived." I replied.

"Yeah, listen. We'll see you at Hagrid's later." Harry finished trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah. See you." Harry and Ron sped off. Leaving me to my thoughts.

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