|Rolling over in her four poster, Aster Iliana Kurrie, rubbed her eyes and ran her hands through her fiery read hair.. She stretched out both arms far into the air while yawning. The bright sun peaked through the window shades of the room blinding the girl. Standing up, her nightgown fell around her ankles and she stepped out of it. Her tan skin was smooth with many freckles. She hopped over to her truck and slipped her robes over her head. Standing at the mirror she had handing from her bed, she added some eye liner to darken her bright blue eyes and she brushed out the straight red hair. A dab of powered on her nose, but it didn't even phase the freckles that stood out no matter how hard she tried. Finally satisfied, she grabbed her pack and headed to the great hall for breakfast, the other three girls from her room had already left. Aster was late, as usual.|
Everyone greeted her bright eyes as she entered the great hall. Stopping a her roommates, she went over to the Ravenclaw table and sat down. Grabbing some Orange Juice and toast, she munched down her breakfast. Soon, Aster looked at her watched and realized it was time she headed to her first class. Feeling quite refreshed this morning, she got up and headed to the Dungeons for Potions with Professor Snape. Opening the heavy wooden door, several students were already in there seats. Aster sat in the middle of the classroom on the left side with the other Ravenclaws, they had Double Potions with the Hufflepuffs. The rest of the classmates filed in as the class began.
Clearing his throat, Professor Snape stepped in front of the class. “Please turn to page 34 of Advanced Potion Making. We will be covering Everlasting Elixirs. Please take the time now to read over and study the potion.” Professor Snape said in his monotone voice and sat himself behind his desk again. Some people moved, some didn't. Aster grabbed her Sixth year potion book from her bag and opened it to page 34. She wasn't brilliant at Potions, but she wasn't bad either. Most people told her she would get better grades if she applied herself more. Last year was a disaster, but she has been trying hard this year to do better. Reading over the page, Aster thought she had most of the idea of the potion down. After about 20 minutes, Professor Snape told the class they could grab the ingredients from the closet and start on there Elixirs as long as they felt ready. They had until the end of the week to produce a perfect Elixir.
Aster got up and made her way across the room towards the closet. Grabbing several ingredients she needed she headed back to her seat. Along the way a Hufflepuff boy bumped into her and she dropped several items which smashed on the floor. Swearing under her breath, she bent to pick them up as Professor Snape yelled at her to stop being so clumsy. After her mess was picked up, she sat back down at her seat and started cutting, squishing, and opening ingredients. Using her wand to stir the potion, her arm twitched. It had been happening a lot lately due to her withdraws. Suddenly, Snape yelled out 100 points from Ravenclaw for pure stupidity. Aster gasped and looked up. Professor Snape's nose had grown twice it's size from Aster's wand being flicked up at him. Snape was outraged, Aster was embarrassed and slumped down in her seat. Her face was now bright red and several students were chucking under there breath so Snape couldn't see. Finally the class was over and Aster slipped out unnoticed before anyone could corner her or Snape could give her a detention.
Hiding through the rest of her morning classes, finally lunchtime arrived. She walked into the Great Hall and everyone busted into laughter. Aster's cheeks turned bright red again and she headed back out of the Great Hall and went straight up to her Dormitory. Sulking into her bed, Aster screamed into her pillow. “That's it,” she said aloud to herself. “I'm done with this stupid good girl, I can do this stuff,” she continued talking to herself. Digging to the bottom of her trunk she grabbed out a new bottle of Fire Whiskey, opened it and downed half the bottle without a breath. “Much better,” she whispered to herself and she took another huge gulp. Well, that lasted a whole month, Aster thought to herself as she drank some more of the Whiskey. She tried to stay sober this year and concentrate on her schoolwork, but that obviously didn't work. All the days problems flooded away as she emptied the bottle. Her breathe strong with Whiskey, she headed to her last class of the day, Herbology.
Herbology dragged along. The whiskey high was fading and all her problems started coming back, her new adopted parents, potions class earlier, her lack of friends, and her now failing grades. After the long dreaded class in which she tried to avoid everyone possible she headed to the Great Hall before anyone else got there. Grabbing a few of her favorite foods, she stuffed them in her pack and headed back to her dormitories.
Sitting on her four poster, she grabbed another bottle of Fire Whiskey from one of her many hiding places, stuffed it in her pack with the food and headed back out the portrait hole. Heading to her home away from home, she left the castle and headed towards the Whomping Willow. Grabbing a long stick, she prodded the knot on the tree and the tree went still. Aster crawled into the hole and followed the tunnel to the Shrieking Shack. She found out about it her 3rd year at Hogwarts when her drinking got really bad. Opening the door to the room above, a few chairs, a table, some glasses, and a bunch of empty bottle lay on the ground. She had tried to make it feel a little homier, since she spent almost every night in there. Sitting on one of the chairs she whipped out a glass and poured some Whiskey into it, taking a huge swig before closing the bottle and setting it down. She sighed hard, “What a day,” she said aloud to herself. Hiccupping, she swallowed another huge gulp before finishing the glass and pouring another.
After a few minutes of wallowing in her sorrow, Aster heard footsteps coming. Wonder who that could be, she thought to herself and she stood up. Stumbling, she took herself and her glass over to a corner to semi-conceal herself.