Week Two - May the Games (and classes) Begin

In the Main Dining hall, four hovering large Hourglasses appeared, each for a house.
For now, they all said "100 points"

((Okay, ready! I'll start the plot going in a few hours days, you can talk and explore for a few hours until then.))

Shali sits by Hannah, bored. "Hrm... What to do?"

"Nothing interesting, and not as different. We don't deliver msil with birds, however."

"Sure!" Shali smiled.

"What spots are open?"

"What does the keeper do?"

Kelsi walks back into the school, actually in robes. "It's good to be back. Really don't like wearing these robes. " She says to herself as she walks into her common room.

"I think I'll try out for keeper."

A blond-haired boy in a Gryffindor uniform took a seat, slouching a ton at the breakfast table. A few Slytherin, on somewhat plump (guess who) could be heard whispering

" I heard that's Oliver Woods, that guy's a bloody mad on the pitch! We are so-"
" Relax, Draco got the whole team a new set of Nimbus's. Can you believe it?

Shali looks at them. "Draco Malfoy, you mean? He's a moron."

The two boys got up.
" OI! Don't 'ou be callin' Malfoy off. I don't see any of 'ou makin' a generous effort 'fer the team!"

"They're Nimbus 2001s! W-what else is there? Even Knights... Ughhh, Draco won't be happy. C'mon Bole."
He said, as they retreated

"..." Shali glares, and gets up. "Permission to slap the dumbass's?" She asks Vincent.

Shali grins. "True, but think how embarrassed they'll be after getting hit by a couple of girls. Com on, Hannah." Shali motions for Hannah to follow her, and they follow the boys. Moments later, they come back very smug.

"Actually, the more correct discription is that they are fools who will leave no impact on the world when they die."

Breakfast was nearly over as many of the houses had already started clearing out of the room. Over in one corner, the first year Slytherin first years began to gather, ready for their first class. Potions...

((You know who's coming up. :3))

Shali and Hannah join the group, still hiding that they aren't purebloods.

The group piles into a large laboratory-like classroom. In the center, stood a man with somewaht unkept black hair, and deathly pale. He wrote his name on the board then spoke. He spoke:

Professor Snape: An introduction to the art of Potions-making


" New students, Please take your seats this instant. Everyone was expected to pick up your books down the hall I presume, no excuses...
He made a sharp glare into the back of the class, mainly Shali and Hannah.

Shali cringes, and motions carefully at the books.

((He knows that they are mudbloods, however.))
Shali smiles at Vincent.

((Though, he is a little suspicous of Vincent. He's not a supporter of Bullies. I'm going to time-skip because I feel like it. Any objections?))
The class went by rather fast as books slammed shut.
"You shall continue studying more complex basic brews in the dorm, while a pop-quiz may appear later this weak. Any questions you may want answered speak now, I haven't all day. Dismissed..."

Snape cringed. " ... It's like James never left... Gah..."

Shali laughs. "I remember you." Hannah mutters, annoyed.

Snape grabbed his wand from his side
" That's it... Uff, I didn't want to do this but I will start deducting 20 points from Slytherin for every moment you refuse to cease this!"