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A/N: I have come up with a fic yet again! Since I have trouble uploading chapters, all you're going to read are the first chapters of my stories. But if you review, and it reaches to the point where I get motivated, maybe I'll do something about it. This will turn out to fluff.
1 The Source of His Patronus
It was another ordinary day in Hogwarts, sun was happily shining, the green fields very lush and the weather perfectly fine. But in a few moments time, it will be one of the ordinary days that would lead to an extraordinary ending.
"Professor Dumbledore, Dementors are here!" A tiny man squeaked looking at the window. " Oh, dear, this isn't good."
"What are they doing here?" bellowed Dumbledore. "Professor Flitwick, attend to them right away! I do not want them in the premises." The Charms teacher bowed and went on his way. Looking at the window, Albus could see Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall coming toward them. He scratched his forehead, wondering what they want now.
Looking back again, he can see Professor Flitwick running towards the group, talking to Snape. Nodding, Professor Flitwick ran back again.
"They received orders. A witch was unable to control her anger and burned several houses near Hogsmeade. No one got hurt but people demand their homes, especially a few Death Eaters. She fled in this direction and could be hiding near here. They have to stay just in case. According to the Death Eaters, she should stay in Azkaban for at least a week." The now exhausted teacher cried out in between pants.
"That is unreasonable!" Dumbledore cried out, his head getting pink because of the rage he was emitting. "Do they think we would hide her here? What if she burns Hogwarts as well? Go back and tell them they cannot proceed!"
Professor Flitwick sighed, and closed Dumbledore's door. He was seen running up to them, and after a few seconds, going back again, no doubt to tell Dumbledore something.
"They said they wouldn't take any chances." He whispered, his throat very dry. "And no matter what anyone does they are staying."
"What kind of scam is this? They are just here to feed on the students!" he shouted, realizing everything. But he just slid his fingers down his beard in deep thought. His brows were knot together because of anger, confusion and deep thinking, then he sighed.
"Very well," he replied, looking sad because he was giving in, and because unwanted beings are in his school. "But we should have extra security from them."
In the Gryffindor House, Harry was browsing through his books in DADA. Remus was back, much to Snape's dismay, since he nearly convinced Dumbledore in teaching the subject. He came back, now more secure of his wolf side since he has enough Wolfsbane potions to last him the whole schoolyear, bottled up in small glass containers. Everyone was happy because of his return, except the Slytherins and Snape, since if he hadn't come, Snape would be teaching both Potions and DADA, the schedules fitting perfectly so as there would be no interfering of any of the two subjects the dreaded teacher was handling. Neville nearly fainted when he heard about the would-be two-subject teacher, and fainted when he found out Remus was coming back. One Snape a day was definitely enough for him, or for anyone for that matter, except the Slytherins, especially Malfoy, who lost a period of torturing others and sucking up to Snape.
Harry turned another page when Ron entered running. Harry, who with Hermione was cooped up in the House all day didn't know a thing that happened outside. Hermione eventually persuaded Harry to open a book, and Harry did so just because it was DADA. It wasn't that bad, unlike other books like Divination, and Arithmancy, and Potions, he could go on and on.
"Dementors are here!" Ron exclaimed, catching big mouthfuls of air. Hermione seemed very worried.
"Oh, no! They might be after Harry!" she cried out worryingly.
Ron nodded his head, trying to say no but didn't have the voice to. "Some nutter burning houses….says hiding here…"
"You mean he's here?" Harry asked, concerned as well. Ron shook his head sideways.
"She…not sure…"
"Who's not sure?" Before Ron could answer, Fred and Gorge entered, toppling over Ron.
"What is going on between the two of you?" Ron asked, suddenly shouting as if he never panted. He was still blabbering all by himself about how careless…he could've been killed…now his arms hurt…
"The Dementors are staying for a week." Fred exclaimed, also panting though not as overreacted like Ron's. It seems that everyone was too busy snooping from one place to another, that when all of the Gryffindors were in, everyone was tired and breathless, except Harry and Hermione. Murmurs were heard about why the Dementors were there, from the possible reason up to totally bizarre reasons that a witch was seen dancing naked. When that version was heard, everyone turned to Seamus Finnigan's direction with confused faces.
"They're putting her in Azkaban just for that?" Angelina Johnson asked in a bossy tone.
"What? Hey, it's still about the witch! And come on she was naked. If you were like that, don't you deserve to stay there?" Angelina was so mad she slapped Seamus in the face and went with the other Gryffindor girls to hear their side. All those near Seamus backed off him, forming huddled groups leaving him alone in the middle.
Hermione closed her book, intrigued, and so did Harry, who came following her.
They passed by Ron, who was still mumbling to his self after Ginny pushed the door that smashed on his nose. Knowing he was too grumpy to explain, they found somewhere else to hear gossip from. Passing around, they were pushed by fellow Gryffindors when all of a sudden they were outside. In a few seconds Hermione saw Ron pushing the door as quickly as he could to block more entrances.
"Ron, don't!" Hermione tried to talk but the noise inside was quite overpowering. They heard Ron though, who was victoriously laughing.
"There! Haha! No one will go through anymore!"
"If he only knew who he shut out!" Hermione scoffed. Harry patted her shoulder.
"Come on. Let's ask Dumbledore. He'll know the real story."
After approaching Dumbledore and hearing the whole story, Harry and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor House, where, just as they expected, no one was waiting for them. Instead, what they saw was a rebellious Angelina and a cowering yet ready to fight (and die) Seamus. Apparently it was still about the naked witch issue. There were more Gryffindors there and Harry could see a hint of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
"What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall cried out and a sweep of wind took everyone's voices.
"Professor, Seamus was comparing me to the naked witch in his weird and impossible version of why the Dementors were here!" Angelina pointed at Seamus who looked as if he didn't do anything. Back on the other side, Hermione tapped Harry lightly.
"Harry…" she softly spoke so as not to attract attention.
"Hermione, what is it?" Harry asked, his emerald green eyes widening with curiosity. But just before Hermione could answer, Professor McGonagall blurted out, "Well, why don't you ask Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger? I see they came from Professor Dumbledore's office, am I correct?"
Suddenly swarms of students got as close together to the two as possible, some panicking, some just interested in gossip. Hermione was not able to tell Harry what she wanted.
Later that night, Hermione was in the Common Area, reading their DADA book, 'Dark Arts Alike: How to Get Through' for sixth year. She was in the page about Dementors, reading as much as she could in the topic. Harry came in holding a roll of paper and his quill. He sat beside his friend on the couch and started writing on the table.
"Is that for Sirius?" Hermione asked, closing her book to take a look. Harry nodded, writing Sirius's name with his quill and he started telling him about the story.
Hermione went back to her reading when Harry finished the letter, and he got his invisible cloak just to be safe in going to the owlery. Hermione said she'd rather not go with him since Dementors are lurking around the place. Harry understood, she was a bit terrified during the incident in their third year.
Hermione went back to the girl's dormitory, setting the book on her bedside table, a small velvet ribbon was neatly tucked within the pages serving as a bookmark. She opened the book again, looking at the Dementor's picture. It was walking through a hallway of people and everyone it passed turned to a very bad state, no matter how healthy they were previously. She knew that ever since the incident with the Dementors three years ago she had this fear of the hooded beings and looking at the picture of the people in their worst state ever, made her remember how it felt. She shuddered and closed the book again. Going down to warm herself from the chill she felt, she heard the door creak open. Harry was there too.
"Hey, how was it?" Hermione asked, curious and afraid if Harry had seen Dementors. They both went back to the Common Area, so as not to wake up other Gryffindors sleeping.
"Fine, they were huddled in groups. It wasn't the Dementors I was afraid of. Filch seemed like he was smelling me. He was literally following me around until he heard footsteps behind him. Probably thought they were the Dementors."
"Well ,aren't they the Dementors?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded his head and smiled.
"They were Malfoy and his two followers. Professor McGonagall caught them playing a trick on Hagrid. Making his teacups float or something."
"Well, they got what they deserve," Hermione commented, happy that the bullies would probably have a miserable time. They weren't just out at night; they were playing with the gamekeeper.
She took a deep breath and smiled. Harry didn't know what she was thinking about. Curious, he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking of the punishment fit for the three." She grinned.
"Hermione?" Harry asked, his brows furrowed.
"Hm?" Hermione turned to his direction.
"You were supposed to tell me something a while ago, weren't you? What was it?" Harry asked his adorable green eyes widening again, like a baby's. Hermione blushed a bit.
"I didn't think you'd remember that," she joked at first, but then looking at Harry, she tensed up. "Well, I was just wondering, since the Dementors were here, if you'd teach me what Remus taught you, you know the Patronus."
"Well Remus is here, why don't you want him to tutor you?"
"Actually, I did ask him to, but he was quite busy, and he recommended to ask help from you. Don't you want to tutor me? Because it's alright, I'll just-"
"No, no, I didn't say that. It' s just that I might make mistakes, you know? He knows more. If you get troubled, all that I could really give is chocolate."
"Don't think like that. I'm going to be fine. You could talk to Professor Lupin if you want. Just to see, all right? Well, I have to get going, it's quite late. Goodnight." She gave Harry a big hug. "I'll ask you again tomorrow." She whispered.
A/N: Well? What did you think? Please review. I truly hope you do. Even ten reviews would make me go for another chapter. Would Harry accept? I know it still has nothing to do with the title, it's centered on the coming of the Dementors (about the witch thing-I had to make an excuse of why the Dementors are coming, after all you need a Dementor to use the Patronus),but if you review and I get energized, we'll see what happens. Also about the Angelina-Seamus fight, it's just another add-on to make things interesting. Not that funny I know, but oh, well, review anyway. See ya next chapter! R/R!
A/N: I have come up with a fic yet again! Since I have trouble uploading chapters, all you're going to read are the first chapters of my stories. But if you review, and it reaches to the point where I get motivated, maybe I'll do something about it. This will turn out to fluff.
1 The Source of His Patronus
It was another ordinary day in Hogwarts, sun was happily shining, the green fields very lush and the weather perfectly fine. But in a few moments time, it will be one of the ordinary days that would lead to an extraordinary ending.
"Professor Dumbledore, Dementors are here!" A tiny man squeaked looking at the window. " Oh, dear, this isn't good."
"What are they doing here?" bellowed Dumbledore. "Professor Flitwick, attend to them right away! I do not want them in the premises." The Charms teacher bowed and went on his way. Looking at the window, Albus could see Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall coming toward them. He scratched his forehead, wondering what they want now.
Looking back again, he can see Professor Flitwick running towards the group, talking to Snape. Nodding, Professor Flitwick ran back again.
"They received orders. A witch was unable to control her anger and burned several houses near Hogsmeade. No one got hurt but people demand their homes, especially a few Death Eaters. She fled in this direction and could be hiding near here. They have to stay just in case. According to the Death Eaters, she should stay in Azkaban for at least a week." The now exhausted teacher cried out in between pants.
"That is unreasonable!" Dumbledore cried out, his head getting pink because of the rage he was emitting. "Do they think we would hide her here? What if she burns Hogwarts as well? Go back and tell them they cannot proceed!"
Professor Flitwick sighed, and closed Dumbledore's door. He was seen running up to them, and after a few seconds, going back again, no doubt to tell Dumbledore something.
"They said they wouldn't take any chances." He whispered, his throat very dry. "And no matter what anyone does they are staying."
"What kind of scam is this? They are just here to feed on the students!" he shouted, realizing everything. But he just slid his fingers down his beard in deep thought. His brows were knot together because of anger, confusion and deep thinking, then he sighed.
"Very well," he replied, looking sad because he was giving in, and because unwanted beings are in his school. "But we should have extra security from them."
In the Gryffindor House, Harry was browsing through his books in DADA. Remus was back, much to Snape's dismay, since he nearly convinced Dumbledore in teaching the subject. He came back, now more secure of his wolf side since he has enough Wolfsbane potions to last him the whole schoolyear, bottled up in small glass containers. Everyone was happy because of his return, except the Slytherins and Snape, since if he hadn't come, Snape would be teaching both Potions and DADA, the schedules fitting perfectly so as there would be no interfering of any of the two subjects the dreaded teacher was handling. Neville nearly fainted when he heard about the would-be two-subject teacher, and fainted when he found out Remus was coming back. One Snape a day was definitely enough for him, or for anyone for that matter, except the Slytherins, especially Malfoy, who lost a period of torturing others and sucking up to Snape.
Harry turned another page when Ron entered running. Harry, who with Hermione was cooped up in the House all day didn't know a thing that happened outside. Hermione eventually persuaded Harry to open a book, and Harry did so just because it was DADA. It wasn't that bad, unlike other books like Divination, and Arithmancy, and Potions, he could go on and on.
"Dementors are here!" Ron exclaimed, catching big mouthfuls of air. Hermione seemed very worried.
"Oh, no! They might be after Harry!" she cried out worryingly.
Ron nodded his head, trying to say no but didn't have the voice to. "Some nutter burning houses….says hiding here…"
"You mean he's here?" Harry asked, concerned as well. Ron shook his head sideways.
"She…not sure…"
"Who's not sure?" Before Ron could answer, Fred and Gorge entered, toppling over Ron.
"What is going on between the two of you?" Ron asked, suddenly shouting as if he never panted. He was still blabbering all by himself about how careless…he could've been killed…now his arms hurt…
"The Dementors are staying for a week." Fred exclaimed, also panting though not as overreacted like Ron's. It seems that everyone was too busy snooping from one place to another, that when all of the Gryffindors were in, everyone was tired and breathless, except Harry and Hermione. Murmurs were heard about why the Dementors were there, from the possible reason up to totally bizarre reasons that a witch was seen dancing naked. When that version was heard, everyone turned to Seamus Finnigan's direction with confused faces.
"They're putting her in Azkaban just for that?" Angelina Johnson asked in a bossy tone.
"What? Hey, it's still about the witch! And come on she was naked. If you were like that, don't you deserve to stay there?" Angelina was so mad she slapped Seamus in the face and went with the other Gryffindor girls to hear their side. All those near Seamus backed off him, forming huddled groups leaving him alone in the middle.
Hermione closed her book, intrigued, and so did Harry, who came following her.
They passed by Ron, who was still mumbling to his self after Ginny pushed the door that smashed on his nose. Knowing he was too grumpy to explain, they found somewhere else to hear gossip from. Passing around, they were pushed by fellow Gryffindors when all of a sudden they were outside. In a few seconds Hermione saw Ron pushing the door as quickly as he could to block more entrances.
"Ron, don't!" Hermione tried to talk but the noise inside was quite overpowering. They heard Ron though, who was victoriously laughing.
"There! Haha! No one will go through anymore!"
"If he only knew who he shut out!" Hermione scoffed. Harry patted her shoulder.
"Come on. Let's ask Dumbledore. He'll know the real story."
After approaching Dumbledore and hearing the whole story, Harry and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor House, where, just as they expected, no one was waiting for them. Instead, what they saw was a rebellious Angelina and a cowering yet ready to fight (and die) Seamus. Apparently it was still about the naked witch issue. There were more Gryffindors there and Harry could see a hint of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
"What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall cried out and a sweep of wind took everyone's voices.
"Professor, Seamus was comparing me to the naked witch in his weird and impossible version of why the Dementors were here!" Angelina pointed at Seamus who looked as if he didn't do anything. Back on the other side, Hermione tapped Harry lightly.
"Harry…" she softly spoke so as not to attract attention.
"Hermione, what is it?" Harry asked, his emerald green eyes widening with curiosity. But just before Hermione could answer, Professor McGonagall blurted out, "Well, why don't you ask Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger? I see they came from Professor Dumbledore's office, am I correct?"
Suddenly swarms of students got as close together to the two as possible, some panicking, some just interested in gossip. Hermione was not able to tell Harry what she wanted.
Later that night, Hermione was in the Common Area, reading their DADA book, 'Dark Arts Alike: How to Get Through' for sixth year. She was in the page about Dementors, reading as much as she could in the topic. Harry came in holding a roll of paper and his quill. He sat beside his friend on the couch and started writing on the table.
"Is that for Sirius?" Hermione asked, closing her book to take a look. Harry nodded, writing Sirius's name with his quill and he started telling him about the story.
Hermione went back to her reading when Harry finished the letter, and he got his invisible cloak just to be safe in going to the owlery. Hermione said she'd rather not go with him since Dementors are lurking around the place. Harry understood, she was a bit terrified during the incident in their third year.
Hermione went back to the girl's dormitory, setting the book on her bedside table, a small velvet ribbon was neatly tucked within the pages serving as a bookmark. She opened the book again, looking at the Dementor's picture. It was walking through a hallway of people and everyone it passed turned to a very bad state, no matter how healthy they were previously. She knew that ever since the incident with the Dementors three years ago she had this fear of the hooded beings and looking at the picture of the people in their worst state ever, made her remember how it felt. She shuddered and closed the book again. Going down to warm herself from the chill she felt, she heard the door creak open. Harry was there too.
"Hey, how was it?" Hermione asked, curious and afraid if Harry had seen Dementors. They both went back to the Common Area, so as not to wake up other Gryffindors sleeping.
"Fine, they were huddled in groups. It wasn't the Dementors I was afraid of. Filch seemed like he was smelling me. He was literally following me around until he heard footsteps behind him. Probably thought they were the Dementors."
"Well ,aren't they the Dementors?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded his head and smiled.
"They were Malfoy and his two followers. Professor McGonagall caught them playing a trick on Hagrid. Making his teacups float or something."
"Well, they got what they deserve," Hermione commented, happy that the bullies would probably have a miserable time. They weren't just out at night; they were playing with the gamekeeper.
She took a deep breath and smiled. Harry didn't know what she was thinking about. Curious, he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking of the punishment fit for the three." She grinned.
"Hermione?" Harry asked, his brows furrowed.
"Hm?" Hermione turned to his direction.
"You were supposed to tell me something a while ago, weren't you? What was it?" Harry asked his adorable green eyes widening again, like a baby's. Hermione blushed a bit.
"I didn't think you'd remember that," she joked at first, but then looking at Harry, she tensed up. "Well, I was just wondering, since the Dementors were here, if you'd teach me what Remus taught you, you know the Patronus."
"Well Remus is here, why don't you want him to tutor you?"
"Actually, I did ask him to, but he was quite busy, and he recommended to ask help from you. Don't you want to tutor me? Because it's alright, I'll just-"
"No, no, I didn't say that. It' s just that I might make mistakes, you know? He knows more. If you get troubled, all that I could really give is chocolate."
"Don't think like that. I'm going to be fine. You could talk to Professor Lupin if you want. Just to see, all right? Well, I have to get going, it's quite late. Goodnight." She gave Harry a big hug. "I'll ask you again tomorrow." She whispered.
A/N: Well? What did you think? Please review. I truly hope you do. Even ten reviews would make me go for another chapter. Would Harry accept? I know it still has nothing to do with the title, it's centered on the coming of the Dementors (about the witch thing-I had to make an excuse of why the Dementors are coming, after all you need a Dementor to use the Patronus),but if you review and I get energized, we'll see what happens. Also about the Angelina-Seamus fight, it's just another add-on to make things interesting. Not that funny I know, but oh, well, review anyway. See ya next chapter! R/R!