When we arrived at Hogwarts, Harry was still pale and shocked. We had gotten into our robes on the train and he hadn't said anything since then. It was quite worrying really but I had no time to wonder about it as we approached the carriages. I had made up my mind on the train that I would be riding with them and not in the boats with the first years.

The trip up to the castle was quite uneventful. Ron and Hermione kept glancing at Harry and sharing worried looks.

When we reached the castle a stern looking woman came out and told me to wait with Hagrid (I thinks that's his name) until I was called in.

"Are y' exited?" Hagrid asked. I nodded, I was exited but extremely scared as well. What if nobody liked me. I pushed the thoughts out of my head as the doors opened and the stern woman led me to the top.

The room was almost silent, a few hushed whispers here and there. But the main one I remember was:

"Sirius Black's daughter, she's probably as bad as him!" I wasn't sure who said it but I chose to ignore it and focus on being sorted.

I was led to a stool with an old, tattered hat on it. The stern woman gestured to the stool so I sat down. She carefully placed the hat on my head.

Mmmm, quite brave I see. A lot of courage. Yet smart and kind. Very cunning too. Now where to put you.

There was a long pause before the hat yelled

"GRYFFINDOR!" I sighed relived, looking at Harry and his friends over at the table. There was a lot of cheering coming from over there and Hermione waved me over.

She smiled and congratulated me. Dumbledore said something, I wasn't really listening, and the plates piled with food. I filled my plate and looked up towards the table. There was Dumbledore, the stern lady, Hagrid, Remus and some other teachers.

I was about to look down when I saw him again. The man from the pub. Once again I felt like I had seen him before but I chose not to think about it. Before I looked back at my plate I saw his eyes flicker towards me. I looked away quickly and turned to Hermione.

"Hermione, who's that man in the black robes?" I asked her and she looked up to the teachers table.

"Professor Snape. He's head of Slytherin house and teaches potions. Why?"

"No reason" She nodded and started talking about the classes. I didn't really listening. I was to busy thinking about the man and where I and seen him before.

The next morning whilst sitting at breakfast, the stern woman came up to us and handed us our timetables. We all had the same lessons exept Hermione who seemed to have double the amount that we did.

My first lesson was potions so I followed Harry to the dungeons.
Lining up outside the classroom, I began to worry. Didn't Hermione say that this class was taught by that man?

My question was answered when he came out of the classroom and told us all to go in. I hurriedly sat next to Hermione and looked towards the front.

Professor Snape stormed to the front of the classroom, the door slamming shut behind him. He turned to face the class, glaring at each and every person in the room. His gaze lingered on me a few seconds longer, before he turned to the front and started writing instructions on the board.

"You'll work on your own." His voice was a slow drawl and it made me even more sure that I had met him before. "Off you go." I turned to Hermione who was getting out her text book and copied her.

Turning to the correct page I was instantly confused as I hadn't done potions in my old school so all of it confused me. The recipe was as follows:

1.Add 1 Bezoar to the mortar

2.Crush into a very fine powder using the pestle

3.Add 4 measures of the crushed Bezoar to your cauldron

4.Add 2 measures of Standard Ingredient to your cauldron

5.Heat to a medium temperature for 5 seconds

6.Wave your wand

7.Leave to brew for 30 minutes.

8.Add 1 pinch of Unicorn Horns to your cauldron

9.Stir 2 times, clockwise

10.Add 2 Mistletoe Berries to your cauldron

11.Stir 2 times, anti-clockwise

12.Wave your wand to complete the potion

I didn't know what a bezoar was or any of the other ingredients so I turned to Hermione for help. She put her finger to her lips and carried on. I winced. This was too hard. The professor seemed to notice my discomfort but chose not to say anything. I looked at what Hermione was doing.

She noticed and looked up at me. I pointed to the word bezoar and she showed me each ingredient until class was over.

Just before we left Professor Snape called me.

"Miss Black, stay behind a minute."

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This is a bit of a longer chapter. Hope you enjoy it.

All characters exept Ivy belong to J.k Rowling.