4 Chapter 4, Snape and his billiowing robes

[A\N : For the first few chapters, they will more or less be the normal plot with our OC added to them, since this is still the inital situation, the trigger to the twist and turns of the story will come soon though. Thank you for reading~]

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Niles 's cat woke up him up the next day, deciding that Niles's face was the most comfortable pillow to sleep onto. Niles proceeded to throw the cat off the bed as he saw the sun peeking out from the window curtains. Watching the sun rise, Niles deciding against the idea to suffocate a snorting Ron with a pillow. Annoyed, he got dressed in his dark robes with the Gryffindor crest, then woke Harry up, and then Ron and finally the rest of the idiots with cold splashes to their faces. After making small talk about their upcoming day and getting dressed in their robes. The group went down to the common room, where they found Percy handing them their schedule.

Both Niles and Ron groaned at the schedule while Harry looked excited at his first classes of the year. After the group of boys received their schedules the group parted ways, Harry, Niles , and Ron went to find Hermione.

Meeting Hermione in the common room, reading a book, Ron asked "You really do like reading, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. We need to learn as much as we can this year. Since we are building the foundations of our magic itself." Replied Hermione rolling her eyes at Ron, as she closed the book and got up from her sit.

"Have you packed your books needed for the day before we go downstairs for breakfast, we don't want to be late for our first lessons." Continued Hermione with the annoyed look she had from the movies.

"Man, I understand now why she was bullied at first, she's a total pain" Niles thought.

"Yes, we did pack everything, Niles reminded us." Replied Harry to Hermione's question.

As the group left the tower, they could hear the whispers directed at Harry and Niles .

"There, look"

"Where?"

"Next to the tall kid with blonde hair."

"wearing glasses?"

"Did you see the tall kid's face?"

"Did you see his scar?"

"Hey that tall one is the French one, right?"

"He's so scary"

The whispers followed Harry and Niles from the moment they left the tower to the Great Hall. Even the older students were lining up, peeking out of halls and corridors tiptoeing, trying to get a look at them. They were curious about Harry and intrigued at Niles as he let out his aura roamming around himself, making the students peeking squeak like children caught red handed.

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The Great Hall.

By the time they made it to breakfast, the great hall was half-filled, it seemed that outside of holiday feasts, meals were casuals, with student coming and going without a set time.

As the group sat down for breakfast, owls started flying over to deliver mail. Considering this was the first day of school, most owls were for first years, including a letter from Niles parents, congratulating him.

While eating breakfast, Harry asked "What do we have first?" whilst pouring sugar onto his porridge.

"Double Potions with the Slytherins." Said Ron. "Snape's Head of Slytherin House. F*cking cock sucker that one." Continued the gingered haired boy.

"Yeah, heard he always favors them" Added Niles, agreeing with Ronald Weasley.

"Well, we'll see if that's true." Said Hermione.

After finishing their breakfasts, the group made their way to the dungeons which was not an easy task to do at first, since Hogwarts was a mess of stairs and doors bundle up together.

There were a total of one hundred and forty-two staircases at Hogwarts: wide, sweeping ones; narrow, rickety ones; some that led somewhere different on a Friday; some with a vanishing step halfway up that you had to remember to jump.

There were doors that wouldn't open unless you asked politely, or tickled them in exactly the right place, and doors that weren't really doors at all, but solid walls just pretending.

It was also very hard to remember where anything was, because it all seemed to move around a lot.

The people in the portraits kept going to visit each other, the ghosts didn't help, either.

It was always a nasty shock when one of them glided suddenly through a door you were trying to open.

Thankfully Quirrell, the stuttering Professor who was passing by, help them find the classroom which was situated at the far end of the dungeons.

Finally arriving at the classroom, the group of teens walked into it, filled with students chattering and noticing them. Finding an empty table on the far right, they sat down.

And surprisingly the moment Niles sat down, memories rushed into his brain, most of them were of lessons the previous Niles had learned from tutors. The previous Niles , even though he was an airhead managed to study everything until the fourth year of Hogwarts.

Niles let out a smirk at those memories, leaving the rest of the group confused, from their perspective their friend was happy, sitting down in the most dreaded class of the year.

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Moments later.

When the classroom was filled with students, a young Alan Rickman sporting billowing dark robes walked past the students and stood in front of his desk and started making the roll call.

Obviously, the snarky Professor stopped at Harry's name. He paused and spoke softly. "Ah, Yes, Harry POTTER, our new- celebrity."

Draco Malfoy and his goons sniggered behind their hands.

"For f*ck sake, I keep forgetting I'm stuck with 11-year olds for the rest of the year" Niles thought while watching Draco with the most pity he could muster.

Snape finished calling out the names on his list and looked up at the class. With his black robes billowing and dancing like the shadows straight out of an nightmare, he observed his class with black eyes filled with coldness that reminded you of empty tunnels.

"As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Continued the Professor.

"POTTER!" said Snape suddenly.

"What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Harry glanced at Ron, who looked as stumped as he was; Hermione's hand had shot into the air while Niles looked uninterested.

"I don't know, sir," said Harry.

Snape's lips curled into a sneer hearing Harry's reply.

"Tut, tut -- fame clearly isn't everything." Said Snape.

"Of course, it isn't" muttered Niles reading the textbook on potions.

Snape ignored the comment by letting out a twitch in the corner of his mouth and proceeded to ignore Hermione's hand as well.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"

Hermione lifted her hand as high into the air as it would go without her leaving her seat, but Harry didn't have the faintest idea what a bezoar was nor did anyone else. Niles tried not to look at Malfoy, who were shaking with laughter.

"I don't know, sir." Replied Harry.

"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter?"

Harry forced himself to keep looking straight into those cold eyes. Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching toward the dungeon ceiling. Imitating her, Niles raised his hand half-heatedly, and let out a lazy sigh.

Snape smiled at that and spoke. "Ah, Mr.Avery, you must know the answer to it."

"Monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite." Said Niles with a uninterested expression, stealing Snape's own line.

"Correct.�� Said Snape, trying to hold himself back from smacking the boy.

Harry smiled at Niles while Ron sniggered, and Hermione looked sad. Poor Hermione Grander she wasn't able to prove she wasn't a dunderhead.

"Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?" Snarled the Professor, hearing them.

The student started writing sheepishly on their sheets of parchment while over the noise, Snape said, "And 5 point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your cheek, Potter."

Things didn't improve for the Gryffindors as the Potions lesson continued. Snape put them all into pairs and set them to mixing up a simple potion to cure boils. He swept around in his long black cloak, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing almost everyone except Malfoy, whom he seemed to like. He was just telling everyone to look at the perfect way Malfoy had stewed his horned slugs when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon.

Niles annoyed Snape throughout the lesson on the other hand, Snape couldn't criticize him, as he did his potion perfectly. And when Snape was not staring at him, the golden-haired boy sabotaged the Slytherin student's potions by adding other ingredients and pushing their cauldrons.

After the horrifying experience of the class, the golden trio left the dungeons and prepared for their next class, which was Transfiguration with Cat-Gonagall. Hermione went directly to the class which Harry and Ron first went to their Common room to grab the necessary books.

And Niles, decided to prepare for the next lesson as well, but in a different way. It really is surprising after so many years, not a single student did something about a random cat sitting on the teacher's desk. Thankfully, the perfect student of Gryffindor who wants to help his dear Headmistress will get ride of the arrogant cat, once and for all…