When Waverly awoke it took her a few seconds to remember where she was. She squinted through the warm light provided by copper lamps at her patchwork covered four-poster bed. Hogwarts, she thought. I’m finally here.
Most of the other girls in her dormitory were awake and getting ready for breakfast. Breakfast was served from 7:45-8:45 on weekdays when there were no earlier morning clubs or Quidditch practices so the students could rock up whenever they wanted to.
Waverly sat up rubbing her eyes, “Cmon Waverly,” yelled Chrissy, a girl she’d acquainted herself with last night, “We want to get there before they run out of hashbrowns. We keep telling the elves to make more but they always make them when we visit, not actually for future breakfasts.”
Waverly hurried out of bed, not wanting to be a burden and pulled on her yellow and black robes, quickly throwing her hair into a ponytail, she figured she’d come back and fix it before potions.
She quickly joined Chrissy and her friend Stephanie Jones and the three marched the great hall. Waverly was grateful that the girls wanted to sit with her, they were nice and all but she still felt slightly excluded from their group. She figured it’d pass, it is only her first day after all and these two had known each other for years.
Waverly couldn’t help but smile when she saw that there were plenty of hash browns in the hall, that was good she didn’t want to make her friends miss out.
The food at Hogwarts was amazing and although Waverly would definitely miss Gus’s famous Nutella and banana pancakes she could get used to this. Except maybe not the pumpkin juice. It did taste a lot more of cinnamon than pumpkin but it sure had taken all of her willpower not to spit it all other Stephanie after she told her to try some. That would have been embarrassing seems as Steph was 50% of all of her friends right now.
Waverly was enjoying a slice of toast when Chrissy suddenly grabbed her arm, “See that guy over there?” she asked, “The blonde one in the Ravenclaw robes?”
Waverly nodded so Chrissy continued. “Isn’t he a total dreamboat? He’s the seeker on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and he’s mine so don’t get any ideas.”
Stephanie interrupted, “She’s been pining over him since second year, don’t worry Chrissy if you take potions next year you can finally learn how to make him fall in love with you.”
“Hey!,” Chrissy said jokingly pushing her, “I can make him fall fast in love with me without magic.
“Well uh… Goodluck?” Waverly replied.
“You do realize you actually have to talk to him to make him fall in love with you?” Steph stated and the girls continued giggling and mocking each other.
Soon it was almost time for first period.
Waverly told Steph and Chrissy she’d catch up, she wanted to go and fix her hair in the common rooms first. “Okay Waves, just remember it's in dungeon five the third corridor on your left after you get off the stairs, We’ll save you a seat.” and with that, the trio went their separate ways.
Waverly hurried down a maze of corridors on her way back to the Hufflepuff basement, thankfully she didn’t take any wrong turns as she only had fifteen minutes until class started.
She quickly clambered through the barrel and into her dorm and then hurriedly pulled out the ponytail she’d put in before breakfast and braided her hair similarly to how she’d had it yesterday. She grabbed her potions textbook off of her bed and began hurrying towards the dungeons. She did not want to be late for her first class.
She almost tripped on the stairs but luckily she caught herself in time, she took a moment to be reasonably impressed by her great save. If she had fallen she probably would’ve thrown her textbook of the side of the stairs and had to go and fetch it from the bottom. Or worse she could've fallen over the railing and fell to her certain doom. Okay, maybe she was just a little paranoid.
Waverly had almost reached the bottom of the stairs before they began to move
“No-no-no I don’t have time for this,” she said out loud.
The stairs were moving around slowly, too slowly, She might’ve been being paranoid but being late for her first class was the last thing she wanted. As soon as they connected to another landing with a dull thud Waverly hurried across. She couldn’t see any other stairs that would lead her to the dungeons from here. She spotted another student turn a corner struggling under the weight of their cauldron.
Waverly ran after the student hoping that they might lead her to the dungeons. She flew around the corner and suddenly as if in some terribly cliche fanfic, she ran straight into another student sending all of the loose papers they were holding flying.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” Waverly cried, dropping to her knees and scrambling to pick up the loose papers.
The student did the same saying, “It’s okay, don’t worry.”
Waverly noted with dismay that she was wearing a Gryffindor prefect badge. Great way to embarrass yourself Waves, she thought, maybe tripping on the staircase would be a better option.
“I’m so sorry, I just didn’t want to be late for class,” Waverly explained as she watched the potions students disappear from view.
“Seriously, it’s fine,” The prefect said offering her a warm smile.
Waverly was gathering up the last of the papers when she heard a loud “OOOOooooOOOOOH,” It came from Peeves the Slytherin ghost.
“Haughtypants has gone and got herself a giiiiirlfriend,” the poltergeist mocked.
“Go away Peeves, You know I can send for the bloody baron,” The prefect yelled before turning to Waverly, “I’m Nicole by the way, Nicole Haught.”
“Waverly Earp,” she replied sounding unsure.
“AwwWW Waverly and Haughtypants, a grand romance,”
Both girls were on their hands and knees scrambling about picking up Nicole’s papers determined not to make eye contact and trying to block out the sound of Peeves taunts. Waverly felt she could not hand Nicole the papers she had collected fast enough
“I’m so sorry about him,” Nicole said taking the last of the papers from Waverly.
Just as the two were about the part ways, Peeves flew her stack of papers, causing them to fly along the corridor once again.
Both girls dropped to their knees and began frantically regathering the papers.
“What is the meaning of this you scurvy braggart,” A loud voice suddenly declared. Waverly was quick to identify the source, it was coming from a painting of a knight,
“Go back to the divination floor Sir Cadogan, everything’s fine,” Nicole said but it was too late Peeves was already explaining. “Haughtypants and Waverpee were on their way to class when Waverpee flung herself into Haughtypantsies arms and now they’re in luuuuuurrrrveeeee.”
“I tripped!” Waverly yelled defensively. She didn’t particularly take to being called “Waverpee” and she did not “fling herself” into Nicole's arms, She wasn’t even interested in Nicole, It wasn’t at all like that, she’d never even met her before.
“Oh but you two shall become the most fierce of companions!” the knight cried, “Quick everyone come here, we must support these young teens on their quest to find eternal love,”
A few other paintings were now watching the scene. Nicole was trying to play it off cool, but her beet-red face was giving it away and she could not seem to gather her papers fast enough, “That’s Sir Cadogan, I’m assuming you haven’t met. He’s kinda mental.” she said through gritted teeth.
A few of the other paintings had started to join in the commotion Waverly could barely hear over cries of “They are so perfect, Why I met my Martha in these very halls,” and “Ohh they are so cute together.” Even Sir Cadogan's horse seemed to whinny in approval.
Waverly just wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole.
“It was fate, the stars have aligned for them, Why Waverly would have just passed Nicole on the way to class had the staircase not move and set her off on a new journey.”
Waverly couldn’t help but panic, they saw that? She was completely mortified and just grateful this hallway was empty of other students. Did no one here have anything better to do than embarrass her?
She handed Nicole the last of her papers -again, “I’m so sorry if I’ve made you late.”
Nicole held onto the papers with an iron fist in case Peeves tried anything again, ‘It’s fine,” she said but you could tell how embarrassed she was.
“Hey uh- do you know how to get to dungeon five from here?” Waverly asked.
“Of course, It's just down that corridor you go down 3rd right and then 3rd left. I’ll uh- see you round” she said before hurrying off to her own class.
“Thank you,” Waverly yelled before turning and walking trying to block out the cries of “Haughtypants and Waverpee in luuurve in luuuurve.”
She secretly hoped that she would never see “Haughtypants” again that was embarrassing.
She made it to potions in time. Just. She probably never would have made it had it not been for Nicole's instructions. She hurried through the door and took a seat next to Chrissy.
“What took you so long?” she whispered, “You were nearly late to your first class!”
“Oh - Uh - I kinda” Waverly begun she didn’t want to explain it was embarrassing just to think about. Thankfully she didn’t have to because their teacher, walked in. Oh god it was the one that Wynonna slipped the love potion to... Could today get any worse?
“Hello everyone, Welcome back I trust that you enjoyed the holidays? Wednesday we will be practicing making Invigoration Draughts but today I would like to welcome a new student Waverly... Earp… to our class and give you a crash course on OWL’s,” the teacher paused on Earp. Oh god, he definitely remembered Wynonna. This potentially embarrassed her more than the fact that her entire class was now staring at her. She heard a few mutters of Slytherin but thankfully nothing like the reaction in the thestral carts. Hufflepuffs got it and could see the strength in their house.
Forty-Five minutes later Waverly was following her house to the Defense Against the Dark Arts taking extra care to avoid the floor where she met Nicole. She heard mutterings of the class receiving a new teacher this year, although this didn’t matter much to her as she didn’t know the old teacher. When she walked into the class the teacher was scribbling his name on a chalkboard. Xavier Dolls.
When the bell rang he turned and faced the class, his face hardened and serious, “It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind. I trust that you will all take my subject seriously and with commitment. An inappropriate behavior and you will be sent out of this class and not return, is that understood?” he was deadpanning and appeared emotionless. He instantly gained the classes full attention.
“I take a very practical approach to this class and will often pair you up for dueling, this means that trust is absolutely vital in this classroom. I trust... you will be better at this than the Slytherins I had last period.” he continued.
“You will be dueling in groups of three throughout this year, One person watch and help with safety or improvement aspects, one person to execute the spell we are practicing and the other to attempt to block it or perform the counterspell. I want you to get into those groups now and build trust with your group members. You may, if you wish, revise simple spells from previous years but please do not attempt anything dangerous,”
Chrissy and Steph invited Waverly to join them and they mostly sat and got to know each other better. Dolls didn’t address the class again so it was a very easy period. He let them talk pretty loudly as well, maybe he wasn’t as strict as he seemed.
Waverly’s final class before lunch was Study of Ancient Runes. When she arrived at the class she was surprised to find it mostly empty. Apparently, it wasn’t a very popular elective, she didn’t know anyone in this class so she took a seat down next to a boy named Jeremy Chitri. He turned out to be a little over-enthusiastic and highly inquisitive. She was glad to learn he was also a Hufflepuff meaning she would see him around in her other classes, in fact, he had been in her last two she just didn’t notice.
Waverly had never studied runes before so this subject was definitely the hardest for her and she was so grateful that she had Jeremy there to help her out. She did wonder briefly why he wasn’t in Ravenclaw but then forgot upon seeing his dorky smile. The two instantly became fast friends.
Nothing eventful really happened during lunch or history of magic but then again when does anything eventful ever happen during history of magic. One would think learning about a war fought between wizards and giants would be interesting but Professor Binns (their ghost teacher) seemed to have a way with words that made taking the subject tediously painful.
Her next subject was herbology and most of the students, with the exception a few, were extremely happy. The teacher definitely favored Hufflepuffs slightly and they all seemed to be rather good it. Waverly wandered across the fields towards the greenhouse following the rest of her house. When they got there, there was a good thirty pots set up, each one containing a Chinese Chomping Cabbage. The teacher, Professor Sprout arrived to class a few minutes late with mumblings of a teething Venomous Tentacula and believing that Professor Longbottom was taking this class.
She straightened her clothes before welcoming the class, “Welcome back everyone, It's so nice to have a Hufflepuff class,” she said smiling very open towards her bias.
“Ahh I see we have a new student, Waverly Earp,” she announced and all Waverly could think was please not again, “Perhaps you will lead our house to victory this year.”
“Anyone here planning on trying out for a Quidditch team this year?” Professor Sprout inquired, “We lost quite a few players last year and perhaps we will be getting a few new strong players coming through?”
A small number of relatively shy hands were raised. “Well best of luck to all of you, the trials are going to be held next week because the new captain wants to get you all trained before the season begins, our first match is going to be against Gryffindor the previous champions, but you didn’t hear that from me,” she said winking.
Waverly had always loved Quidditch. When Wynonna first left for Hogwarts, Waverly was jealous that Helen could never let her do any magic because the ministry would find out. However, Helen would always let Waverly ride her broomstick as technically this was allowed. Waverly would always beg Helen to cast a Disillusionment Charm so she could take her Cleansweep Seven out for a ride. She also happened to be a diehard Wimbourne Wasps fan (or stinger as they dubbed themselves). Waverly had seen almost all of their games.
She didn’t think she’d try out for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team this year, despite her love for the game. She was definitely looking forward to watching from the sidelines cheering Hufflepuff on though.
It was in this class they got their first homework for the day a single page essay on the behaviors and properties of the Chinese chomping cabbage. Waverly couldn’t help but laugh when Jeremy nudged her and said, “Hey, do you think she’ll mind If I tell her the cabbage ate my homework?”
Waverly was delighted to hear that her final class for the day, transfiguration, had been canceled as the teacher was still not back for the start of the school year. It wasn’t that she didn’t love being at Hogwarts, it was just having six periods a day was a lot and it meant that she would be able to sleep earlier to accommodate for her midnight astronomy class tomorrow.
She followed the rest of her house to the Hufflepuff Basement and sat down in the same spot by the fire to work on her Herbology essay. She wasn’t one to procrastinate.
After she’d finished her page and a half long essay she once again took out Gus’s book.
Dear Future Self, she wrote.
Today was a good day, I met an adorable dork in ancient runes, his name's Jeremy and I’m getting along with Steph and Chrissy just fine. My classes all went well, ancient runes was definitely the hardest but my teachers all seem nice. Only two of them decided to embarrass me by calling me out as the new student.
SPEAKING OF EMBARRASSING
The staircase moved and I was running late to class and smashed into one of the Gryffindor prefects, Nicole Haught. Her papers flew everywhere and I was so so embarrassed. That was before the Slytherin Ghost showed up and told everyone that I “flung myself into her arms” and we were “destined to fall in love” aND HE CALLED BE WAVERPEE. I wasn’t even doing anything mildly romantic and I do see why he had the audacity to embarrass us like that. He was clearly trying to get on my nerves because he knew my name was Waverly and kept calling her haughtypants but like we had just met and nothing had happened between us. He even managed to get half of the paintings in that corridor watching us and talking about how in love we were. There were a lot of paintings in that corridor! Who does he even think he is some of the paintings took it seriously and I was nearly late to my class. Urgh, I’m getting riled up just thinking about it. I hope I never see any of them again, I’ll write again later.