First lessons

                                    

                                          
It was early in the morning and Susan jumped out of her bed and shakes Eloise when she's sleeping while she yells" come on Elle it's the first day of classes!!" As Eloise yawned and woke up and got into her Hufflepuff robes. As she went out the dormitory she saw Hermione waiting for her as they went to breakfast. Elle sat down with the Gryffindors as the Weasley twins kept flirting with her but she couldn't find Ron or Harry i guess they slept in as Hermione and Eloise head up to the first as she went to Ms.Mcgonagall.
                          
Class: 
Eloise and Hermione were in class and still no Harry and Ron as she bent toward Hermione " Mione where is Harry and and Ron?" As Hermione whispered back " I don't know I haven't seen them all day but they will show up eventually." 
                          
Couple of minutes later they heard the doors open and here came running in Harry and Ron as they talked out of breath "Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?" Ron said as Mcgonagall was a cat as she turned back
-"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron yelled out
"Thank you for that assessment" Mcgonagall claimed to Ron as she continued "It'd be better if I transfigured Mr. Potter and you into a watch."
- "Then one of you might be on time.We got lost." Harry said 
"Then perhaps a map? I trust you|don't need one to find your seats." As she started the class after that whole fiasco.
                          
The next class was potions as Eloise was sitting with Hermione again as professor Snape wasn't there yet and she felt something hit her as she turned around was Malfoy who was trying to get her attention " hey beautiful " he mouthed to her as Eloise rolled her eyes and turned her face around every boy liked her she was like Veela apparently in Hogwarts the girl every boy had a crush on because she was the girl who lived but this year she wasn't focusing on boys except Cedric she started to form a crush on the fourth year Hufflepuff boy as she was continuing her thoughts until was interrupted by snape barging in the room.
Then perhaps a map? I trust you|don't need one to find your seats.There will be no foolish wand-waving|or silly incantations in this class.As such, I don't expect|many of you to appreciate...
...the subtle science and exact art|that is potion-making." Snape continued as he fixed his eyes on Harry as he continued to talk
Snape: There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to enjoy the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death as Snape stopped for a second sees Harry, writing this down, in, his view, not paying attention."Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confidant enough to not...pay...attention."
                          
 Hermione nudges Harry in the ribs. He looks up.
                          
 Snape: Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Hermione's and Eloise hands skyrockets.Harry shrugs. 
"You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?"Hermione's and Eloise hand shoots up again.
"Harry: I don't know, Sir."
                          
Harry: "I don't know, Sir."
                          
Snape: "And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfbane?" Continuing to questioned Harry 
                          
Harry: "I don't know, Sir."
                          
Snape: Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter? " As well your sister knows more than you." As he looked at Eloise and smirked.
                          
Later on...At flying lessons:As Eloise was joining the other first years for flying lessons as Madam Hooch approached the group of students.
Hooch: Good afternoon, class.