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This is in their 6th year, because it was my fav book and time period. But the major stuff doesn't really apply here. This story is a NORMAL day at Hogwarts... Just a bunch of random things that happen...

Harry's POV. In 6th year time period.

A Normal Day at Hogwarts

Camera Guy: So, how often do you get a normal day at Hogwarts?

Cho Chang: Uh, hi mom! (waves at camera)

Chapter 1

So… What is a normal day at Hogwarts? Well, I just spent the last two hours trying to look it up. It's not in the dictionary. I even tried Wikipedia… Not in there.

So want my definition? Every day! There are no normal days, making those days not normal. So, that makes it average. Which is pretty normal to us. So those days that are not normal…really are.

I sat down the next morning on the cold, wooden benches in the Great Hall for breakfast. "Don't you just love Tuesdays, Hermione?" I asked, all of a sudden.

"Well, yes! This is exactly what I was telling Ron the other day! If you notice, the library is always almost empty on Tuesdays! I've done some research, and I've found out that it's because almost all extracurricular activities and sports are scheduled on those days. And−"

"Dude, Hermione," Ron interrupted, "you don't need to research that! It's like…obvious, man."

I rolled my eyes. "No, I love Tuesdays because you can practically predict everything that will happen. Look, I'm going to write a list of about everything that should probably happen throughout the day, okay?" I got out an empty piece of parchment, "And if not all of the things on here happen… Err, Ron owes me a galleon." I chuckled, knowing he would realize I was tricking him.

"What?" He exclaimed, "Make it two galleons, dude!" He leaned over and whispered to Hermione loud enough for me to hear, "No way is this going to happen for real."

I just stared at him, dumbfounded. "Okay then… two galleons." I said.

Hermione covered her abnormally large teeth with her hands and chuckled.

"Okay, first I predict that Snape will probably take away points from Gryffindor for something stupidly cool that we do," I wrote down, "Then, I predict Malfoy will probably make fun of some first year for looking ugly or something…" I continued, and Hermione and Ron looked at me weird, "Then, I bet Neville's going to forget his password, McGonagall is probably going to give us an hour-long essay for tonight's homework, and lastly I bet that this week's Hogsmeade trip is going to get cancelled by that retard professor we have, Trelawney, because she says that someone will like die if we go." I finished.

"Wow, you have this well thought out, dude." Ron stupidly smiled.

"Yup." I said, "It's what I call: Typical Tuesday."

After breakfast, we went down to the dungeons for potions class with Slughorn. We sat at our usual table and waited for the lesson to begin.

Neville came running in and asking everyone if he could borrow their potions book.

"What is it now, Longbottom?" Slughorn asked as he took off those retarded glasses of his.

"It's just that I forgot my book in the common room, and I'm not so sure of what the password is so I can go get it.

"Oh Neville…" Slughorn sighed as he went to his office to grab an extra book.

I smirked and got out my list to cross that one out. Ron looked a little worried and Hermione just rolled her eyes.

The rest of the potions class went as normal as can go. Of course, I got praised for my super-awesome potion that I got tons of help from whoever that Half-Blood Prince guy is. Hermione scowled and I didn't care. Gee, why didn't I add this to the list?

Then we went up for Defense Against the Dark Arts with that freaking idiot, Snape.

We sat down and continued discussing our waist-of-a-time lesson we had yesterday.

"POTTER!" I looked up, it was the Snape git.

"What now?" I asked in a blasé tone, but he pretended not to hear.

"What is the outcome of doing the Confundus Charm incorrectly?" He asked, "You should know, because you always do it." He added with a smirk.

"Uh, whoever or whatever you do it on turns stupid… and yellow?" I answered… which sounded more like a question.

"So is that what happened to the Hufflepuffs?" I heard Malfoy whisper-smirk to his ugly friends, "They're so darn stupid so they're color is that yucky yellow? Ha-ha, yucky yellow!" The Slytherins chuckled.

"Five points from Gryffindor!" Snape shouted at Harry, "For giving a stupid answer." He added nastily.

I took my list out and crossed of that one. Hermione raised her eyebrows, impressed from my awesomeness probably.

Then the rest of the morning went pretty typical.

Later, we went to Transfiguration with McGonagall. It was such a deadly boring class that I wanted to freaking break my wand just for something to do. I didn't pay attention to any of the crap that she said. Then, she wrote on the board an assignment. "I want an essay on everything that we did today. Six inches of parchment. State all the facts. Good day to you all." She said then went back to her office.

"No!" Ron yelled, "Not cool, man. No way am I going to finish that in at least an hour!" He whimpered. Freak.

Oh yeah, I had almost forgotten. I quickly pulled out the list and marked off that one.

Then I sprinted all the way back to our common room to put my books away then down to dinner.

I walked in and saw Malfoy talking to a Hufflepuff. I got closer and saw it was that one first year that said hi to me the other day. Oh, the memories we share.

"Yucky yellow, yucky yellow." Malfoy yelled at the now-crying kid, "Yucky yellow, yucky yellow." chanted the rest of the Slytherins.

"Malfoy, you stupid little brat," I stepped up and yelled at him. The slytherins and the entire left side of the Great Hall got quiet.

Malfoy scowled at me, "What do you want, Scar-head?" And the Slytherins chuckled.

"Look, you, the only thing I see that is yucky yellow Is your teeth." I said with emphasis.

"Oh!" I heard kids around me laugh.

I stretched my arm out (like a hero, oh yeah) and Hermione handed me The List, I scratched that thing off with a smirk and Malfoy turned and walked away.

"Yeah, go brush your teeth, Malfoy!" I yelled behind him and more students laughed.

The rest of the day was great. We had some stupid falls at quidditch, but otherwise it was just Typical Tuesday.

Ron and I went back to the common room after practice and got started on that transfiguration essay homework we had.

"Ugh, I never thought being a sixth year would require so much work!" Ron sighed.

"Oh well, it's not all bad." Hermione smiled.

"Dude, so whatever happened to the last thing on your list, man?" Ron asked as he dipped his quill in the ink.

"Oh yeah, I guess I never got all five." I said disappointingly.

"Bad news." Professor McGonagall said, entering the common room.

"Oh no…" Ron started.

"This weekend's trip to Hogsmeade has been cancelled until further notice," She continued, with that same grim and old-person look on her face.

"Oh yeah!" I hot up in the air.

The entire common room looked at me. "Oh yeah?" Ginny asked.

"I, um, mean, uh, oh no…" I sat down, a tad embarrassed.

McGonagall just shook her head and left.

"Does that mean I… owe you two galleons, Harry?" Ron asked a little red in the ears.

"Man, when will you realize?" I said, chuckling, Hermione rolled over laughing at Ron's stupidity, "Dude," I continued, "I said you owe me money if that stuff didn't happen…"

"Oh." Ron simply said, still looking mildly confused.

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