The next morning Rigel was the first one up he saw the other boys in his dorm were still sleeping. he got out of bed quietly and got changed into his uniform with no trouble at all. they only problem was brushing his hair. Rigel began to brush his hair but the brush quickly became tangled in his curls. "come on you stupid brush" he staid struggling. he was so busy with his mess of curls he didn't hear Ron wake up. "what are you doing" Ron asked as he rubbed his eyes. "trying to get my stupid hair to straiten" he said as he felt if he pulled to hard he would end up with a bald spot.  Ron giggled at the sight of the boy fighting with his hair.

it wasn't long after that rest of the dorms occupants woke up and saw Rigel on the floor struggling to get the brush out. " one word of this to anyone boys and you'll all have to sleep with one eye open" he threatened. all that did was simply make the boys laugh harder. when Rigel had finally got the hair brush out he stormed out the room and went to go to his first class. 

Rigel had very little trouble finding his classes thanks to a map Tonks gave him before Hogwarts so he wouldn't get lost and because of this he was usually the first one to arrive which annoyed Hermione Granger a little.

They had to study the night skies through their telescopes every Wednesday at midnight and learn the names of different stars and the movements of the planets. Three times a week they went out to the greenhouses behind the castle to study Herbology, with a dumpy little witch called Professor Sprout who was also the head of Hufflepuff, where they learned how to take care of all the strange plants and fungi, and found out what they were used for.Easily the most boring class was History of Magic, which was the only one taught by a ghost. Professor Binns had been very old indeed when he had fallen asleep in front of the staff room fire and got up next morning to teach, leaving his body behind him. Binns droned on and on while they scribbled down names and dates, and got Emetic the Evil and Uric the Oddball mixed up.

Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard who had to stand on a pile of books to see over his desk. At the start of their first class he took the roll call, and when he reached Harry's name he gave an excited squeak and toppled out of sight. this was Rigels favourite class. he was the first one to produce the lumos charm. this caused the professor to send him a smile and annoying Hermione even more.

Professor McGonagall was different. she gave them a talking-to the moment they sat down in her first class."Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she said. "Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned."Then she changed her desk into a pig and back again. They were all very impressed and couldn't wait to get started, but soon realized they weren't going to be changing the furniture into animals for a long time.After taking a lot of complicated notes, they were each given a match and started trying to turn it into a needle. By the end of the lesson,only Hermione Granger and Rigel had made any difference to their matchs; Professor McGonagall showed the class how it had gone all silver and pointy and gave Hermione and Rigel a rare smile.

The class everyone had really been looking forward to was Defense Against the Dark Arts, but Quirrell's lessons turned out to be a bit ofa joke. His classroom smelled strongly of garlic, which everyone said was to ward off a vampire he'd met in Romania and was afraid would becoming back to get him one of these days. His turban, he told them, had been given to him by an African prince as a thank-you for getting rid of a troublesome zombie, but they weren't sure they believed this story.For one thing, when Seamus Finnigan asked eagerly to hear how Quirrell had fought off the zombie, Quirrell went pink and started talking about the weather; for another, they had noticed that a funny smell hung around the turban, and the Weasley twins insisted that it was stuffed full of garlic as well, so that Quirrell was protected wherever he went.

Rigel sat next to Hermione and tried to be at least friendly to the girl. "so Hermione how are you enjoying Hogwarts" he asked with  a smile. "i think we should concentrate on our work this isn't the place for pleasantries" Hermione said to him. Ron saw this interaction and it made him feel angry after all Rigel just asked how she was enjoying Hogwarts he was just trying to be nice.

on Friday the last day of the week Rigel was sitting alone reading a potion book while eating a piece of toast. "well well if it isn't my Gryffindor cousin" said a familiar voice. Rigel dropped his book and turned and saw Draco standing behind him. "what do you want Draco" he asked going back to his book. "just came to see the embarrassment to the family honestly gryffindor what would your parents say" Draco said. "well thankfully they are locked up besides im not the one who fell asleep in History of Magic now was i Draco" Rigel said smirking at Dracos pale face turning red. "this isnt over"  Draco said as he marched off to the Slytherin. Riguel heard the great Hall doors opening and saw Harry and Ron come in. "so you guys finally got here without getting lost" Rigel said to the boys as they sat down. "shut up" Ron said smiling at Rigel.

"What have we got today?" Harry asked Ron and Rigel as he poured sugar on his porridge."Double Potions with the Slytherins," said Rigel finishing off his toast. "Snape's Head of Slytherin House. They say he always favors them we'll be able to see if it's true.""Wish McGonagall favored us, " said Harry. "she certainly favours Rigel" Ron said. "yeah because i pay attention" Rigel said playfully with a smile.

Just then, the mail arrived. a hundred owls had suddenly streamed into the Great Hall during breakfast,108 circling the tables until they saw their owners, and dropping letters and packages onto their laps. Riguel saw his aunt and uncles family owl flying by and dropped a letter on his lap. riguel opened it and began to read it.

Dear Rigel

me and your uncle were quite surprised to find out you were in gryffindor but none the less we are still proud of you no matter what

love Aunt Andromeda xoxo

Rigel smiled at his aunts note. "whos that from" Ron asked. "oh my Aunt Andromeda" Rigel said as he put the letter into his pocket. suddenly a different owl flew over with another letter and placed it on Rigels lap before flying off. "whos owl was that" Harry asked. " i dont know ive never see it before" Rigel said. he picked up the letter and saw a green M on the back. Rigel Opened it and began to read it

Dear Rigel

hello Rigel you probably dont know who i am i am your aunt Narcissa your mother and aunt Andromedas youngest sister. Draco has written to me about you and told me so much. in have talked with your aunt andromeda and you will be spending the summer holidays with me your uncle Lucius and your cousin Draco i am looking forward to seeing you

love Aunt Cissy xoxo 

Rigel went wide eyed at that. "something wrong" Ron asked. "im going to have to spend my summer with Draco" Rigel said. he turned around and saw Draco smirking at the Slytherin table. Rigel got up from his seat. "where are you going" Harry asked. "to potions i want to get there before my cousin" Rigel said leaving the great hall. 

Potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons. It was colder here than up in the main castle, and would have been quite creepy enough without the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls. when Rigel got there he sat down just as Professor Snape entered. "what are you doing here class hasn't started yet" asked the professor. "very simple my cousin was annoying me so i decided to leave before i did something i would great" Rigel said. "at least one Gryffindor has some sensibility" the professor said.

when the rest of the class arrived people began to sit down Ron was going to sit next to Rigel but Draco beat him to it. "sorry weasley looks like you have to find somewhere else" Draco said smirking. Ron glared at Draco before going of to sit next to Harry.

Snape, like Flitwick, started the class by taking the roll call, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name."Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new celebrity."Draco and his friends Crabbe and Goyle sniggered behind their hands Rigel elbowed Draco in the stomach making him shut up. Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word  like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping a class silent without effort. "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 arent as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."More silence followed this little speech.

"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."I don't know, sir" said Harry. Snape's lips curled into a sneer."Tut, tut -- fame clearly isn't everything."He ignored Hermione's hand."Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find  a bezoar?"Hermione stretched her hand as high into the air as it would go without her leaving her Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were shaking with laughter Rigel elbowed Draco in the stomach much harder making him grab his stomach.."I don't know, sir." "Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming,eh, Potter?" the professor said.

Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand Rigel shook his head in embarrassment for the girl. ."What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfs bane?"At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching toward the dungeon ceiling."I don't know," said Harry quietly. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?"A few people laughed; Harry caught Seamus's eye, and Seamus winked. Snape, however, was not pleased."Sit down," he snapped at Hermione.

"well then since Mr potter doesn't seem intelligent enough why dont you answer the questions Mr Lestrange" the professor said turning to Rigel. "asphodel and wormwood make a powerful sleeping potion known as the Draught of the Living Death and a bezoar is a stone found in a stomach of a goat that can act as antidote to most poisons and monkshood and wolfs bane are the same plant sir" Riguel said.  

" hmm impressive Lestrange it appears not all Gryffindors are completely hopeless" Snape said to him. he turned to the class. "Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?"There was a sudden rummaging for quills and parchment. Over the noise,Snape said,

"And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your cheek, Potter but four points to Gryffindor for Lestranges surprisingly correct answers." the professor said. Rigel felt sort of proud of himself for that. Ron sent him a friendly smile and Hermione glared at him.

unfortunately this was the only good thing that happened during the entire lesson to the Gryffindors. 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, criticising almost everyone except Draco and Rigel, whom he seemed to like. He was just telling everyone to look at the perfect way Draco had stewed his horned slugs when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon and the way Rigel perfectly sliced the ingredients.

Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus's cauldron into a twisted blob, and their potion was seeping across the stone floor,burning holes in people's shoes. Within seconds, the whole class was standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs.

"Idiot boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose."Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Seamus. Then he rounded on Harry and Ron, who had been working next to Neville."You Potter why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you? That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor."This was so unfair that Harry opened his mouth to argue, but Ron kicked him behind their cauldron."Dont* push it," he muttered, "I've heard Snape can turn very nasty."

As they climbed the steps out of the dungeon an hour later, Rigel yawned out of exhaustion. "merlin im tired" Rigel said. "thats because you've been working hard all week" Ron said. "yeah and why every teacher likes you" harry muttered. "harry dont let Snape get into your head" Rigel said.  " Yeah Snape's always taking points off Fred and George. Can I come and meet Hagrid with you?" Ron asked. "oo can i come to i need some time to unwind" Rigel asked. harry nodded.

At five to three they left the castle and made their way across the grounds. Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the forbidden forest. A crossbow and a pair of galoshes were outside the front door.When Harry knocked they heard a frantic scrabbling from inside and several booming barks. Then Hagrid's voice rang out, saying, "Back, Fang back."Hagrid's big, hairy face appeared in the crack as he pulled the door open."Hang on," he said. "Back, Fang."He let them in, struggling to keep a hold on the collar of an enormous black boar hound.There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire, and in the corner stood a massive bed with a patchwork quilt over it."Make yer selves at home," said Hagrid, letting go of Fang, who bounded straight at Ron and started licking his ears. Like Hagrid, Fang was clearly not as fierce as he looked."This is Ron and you remember Riguel," Harry told Hagrid, who was pouring boiling water into alarge teapot and putting rock cakes onto a plate.

"Another Weasley, eh?" said Hagrid, glancing at Ron's freckles. I spent half me life chasin' yer twin brothers away from the forest and i had to do the same with yer cousin Nympthadora as well." Rigel couldn't help but giggle at the mention of his cousins birth name he couldn't help it when ever someone said Nympthadora he started giggling.

The rock cakes were shapeless lumps with raisins that almost broke theirteeth, but Harry Rigel, and Ron pretended to be enjoying them as they told Hagrid all about their first lessons. Fang rested his head on Harry's knee and drooled all over his robes.Harry and Ron and Rigel were delighted to hear Hagrid call Fitch "that old git.""An' as fer that cat, Mrs. Norris, I'd like ter introduce her to Fang sometime. D'yeh know, every time I go up ter the school, she follows me everywhere? Can't get rid of her Fitch puts her up to it."Harry told Hagrid about Snape's lesson. Hagrid, and, told Harry not to worry about it, that Snape liked hardly any of the students."But he seemed to really hate me.""Rubbish!" said Hagrid. "Why should he?"Yet Harry couldn't help thinking that Hagrid didn't quite meet his eyes when he said that."How's yer brother Charlie?" Hagrid asked Ron. "I liked him a lot  great with animals."

Rigel shuddered at the mention of charlie.when he was little he accidentally walked in on Charlie and Tonks doing things. things a little boy shouldn't see. Ron saw this and rubbed Rigels hand under the table. Rigel say this and smiled at Ron. "Hagrid!" said Harry, "that Gringotts break-in happened on my birthday!It might've been happening while we were there!" Riguel went wide eyed. Gringotts was supposed to be the most secure bank in the world no one has ever been able to steal from there.

"what seriously" Rigel asked. harry nodded. "wonder what they were looking for" Rigel said. "me to" Harry said.

As Harry and Ron and Rigel walked back to the castle for dinner, their pocketsweighed down with rock cakes they'd been too polite to refuse,. as they got back all Rigel was looking forward to was a peaceful sleep in his nice warm bed