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Harry Potter 5
Announcements and Surprises
The damp, dreary mist hung low over the Hogwarts Castle. Although it was the middle of July the early morning was bitterly cold. The lake was dark and the giant squid lurked deep within its depths. The orange glow of the sun shone weakly over the grounds and the shadows of the Forbidden Forest stretched towards the castle doors. Inside the castle was hustle and bustle as all the teachers were preparing for the following day when the new pupils would be arriving for the Sorting, and lessons and registers had to be prepared. Up in Gryffindor common room there were quite a few early-risers huddled in front of the fire revising spells for the coming year, among them in huge comfy armchairs were Harry, Ron and Hermione. Ron was in fits of laughter as Harry (who never could get it quite right) had performed an over powerful Cheering Charm on him. Hermione sighed, 'I still don't believe he let you practice on him, I mean last year yours was so powerful he had to be taken to the hospital wing to calm down.'
'I know,' snorted Harry as Ron gasped for air,'is there a cure?'
'You just have to wait for it to wear off,' replied Hermione', lets practice something else while he calms down.' They practised the Summoning Charm on Crookshanks (who wasn't too pleased) until Ron's hysterics wore off, and then decided to go down to breakfast. About three-quarters of the school were in the hall, chatting about spells and whose brothers and sisters were coming to school the next day. The enchanted ceiling was a bright gold as the sun rose fully and not a cloud could be seen. Although it was the Summer Holidays many students were now allowed to stay at Hogwarts since the rise of Voldemort it was the safest place to be and no one believed anyone could attack while Dumbledore was around. Harry lazily chewed on a piece of toast as he looked out the high windows waiting for the owl post. Ron and Hermione were discussed Quidditch and it wasn't until he heard them mention his flying against the dragon in the Triwizard Tournament a year earlier that he decided to join in their conversation.
Deep in the French mountains Hagrid and Madame Maxine were slowly travelling through a dense evergreen forest on a mission from Dumbledore. Around them the birds sang and the sun shone through the ferns. A few hours into the forest though it was getting got dark and spooky.
' Pretty scary in 'ere in it?' he muttered.
'It iz a bit,' replied Madame Maxine looking warily over her shoulder. Then she heard it. It was a hissing noise like steam being let out of a kettle. She quickly spun around on one foot and peered into the gloom behind them. Fang growled and turned as well, his fur standing on end. 'What's up,' called Hagrid. He raised his crossbow and squinted, but couldn't see anything to aim at so he turned back. ' C'mon I promised-' he was cut short; behind him Madame Maxine screamed, and was abruptly cut off. Hagrid turned and charged at where she had been standing. Madame Maxine was lying on the ground in a heap with Fang curled up beside her: but no one else could be seen. He rushed over to her, she was still breathing and gave moan. Hagrid abruptly sat up. He was having a strange sensation; someone was watching him. He quickly loaded his crossbow, took and deep breathe and jumped up.
'SHOW YER SELF!!!' he roared to the forest, but only a few startled birds screeched and flew overhead. Hagrid felt his heart thumping in his chest it sounded like a bass drum but it wasn't the only thing he heard. To his right he heard a hissing noise. He clumsily spun to face whatever it was but he was to late. From the shadows a huge snake almost 12 feet long attacked him, fangs barring, poisons dripping down its mouth. Hagrid fell hard, his head smashing into a rock. He moaned as the snake circled him hissing and spitting. His head was in muddy puddle and he tried to sit up but it was no good. He slowly lost consciousness. The snake, known as Nagini was going to get good praise from its dark master for these precious captures.
In the great hall Harry, Ron and Hermione were still discussing Quidditch when the owl post arrived. Ron's little Pigwidgeon brought a letter from his family asking if everything was alright and Hermione got a similar letter from her family. Harry could bet his entire vault of money in Gringotts that he didn't get one from the Durselys with them being muggles. And they probably wouldn't care if he snuffed it at this very moment. He scanned the flock of birds above him and there was a flash of white as Hedwig swooped down to deliver his letter. He landed on Harry's shoulder and gently nipped his ear. Harry quickly took the letter as Hedwig stared harshly at Pig as he flew around hooting as all the girls, 'oohhed' and, 'aahhhed' at the cute little fluffball. Harry unfolded the letter and started to read
Dear Harry,
Hope everything's fine. Buckbeak and I are doing well. I've got a little surprise for you I hope you'll enjoy I will send it tomorrow. I haven't got time to write much more so I'll send more info. Keep well; hope Ron and Hermione are doing O.K,
Sirius
Harry finished reading. He was getting something from his Godfather. Harry suddenly realised how much his uncle meant to him and from that moment the seconds until the next morning flew past. The evening meal was as good as ever and down in the kitchens (much to there happiness) the house-elves were working overtime to prepare the feast for the following day. After the meal Harry, Ron and Hermione trudged up the stairs with all the other Gryffindors. They relaxed around the fire for a bit but it wasn't long before they decided to go to bed. Harry and Ron wished Hermione good night and walked the steps to their dormitory. 'Harry,' Ron whispered,' what do you think Sirius' going to send tomorrow?'
' I've got no idea, hope nothing dangerous,' replied Harry.
'C'mon, you know Sirius wouldn't something dangerous.'
Harry wasn't to sure but fell to sleep feeling excited all the same.
' Harry wake up!' Some one was shaking him awake. Hard. 'Gerroff Ron,' he moaned and opened his eyes. But it wasn't Ron. 'Hermione!!!' Harry sat up, 'I might not of been wearing anything!' Hermione stared at him, not too differently from a stare he'd get from Professor McGonagall. 'Hurry up you're late and the Sorting's going to happen soon.' Harry pulled on his glasses and checked his clock. 'Crikey, thanks Hermione!' she left as he quickly pulled on his clothes and rushed down to breakfast. He wasn't too late as he sat down between Ron and Hermione. Harry noticed the rickety stool for the sorting hat, and the teacher's chairs at the other end of the huge table but he couldn't help noticing three empty chairs. He checked along and counted off the teachers: Flitwick, Hagrid, Trelawny, Binns, Hooch, Sprout, Harry carried on, Professor McGonagall was missing she was welcoming the new years but there were still two spaces. One must be for the new Defence against the Dark arts teacher but he couldn't think who the other could be. He decided to wait for Dumbledore (who was busy rummaging through what suspiciously looked like a bag of Honeydukes sweets) to announce it. McGonagall walked in leading a group of petrified newcomers behind her. The Sorting Hat was placed on the stool and everyone craned his or her neck to see what it was going to sing this year. The seam appeared, and the hat burst into song,
I look tatty and I'm old,
I'm sure to fall apart,
But I'll help and sort you out
And that is just the start,
Just take me off this wooden stool,
And jam on your head,
I'll tell you what you need to know,
There's nothing you need dread,
I'll search deep inside; I'll rack your brains,
I'll tell you who you are,
And when I make my final choice,
You're sure to go on far,
But will you be in Gryffindor?
Where lie the brave and strong,
Where if you'll try with all your might,
You'll rarely go far wrong,
But if you are in Hufflepuff,
You'll never lose that friend,
Loyal and true to everyone,
You'll try until the end,
Lets not forget the Ravenclaw,
Who are the wise and quick,
Their cleverness is never wrong,
They never lose to trick,
Last I mention Slytherin,
But the' re certainly not the least,
Their sharpness, cunning, and their power,
Will never be deceased,
So try me on I'll decide your fate,
I know where you belong,
Have no fear; I'll do no harm,
Just remember my little song.
The entire school cheered and the newcomers looked relieved at the simplicity at it all. Professor McGonagall unravelled a piece of parchment and started to read 'Aboota, Charlie!'
A small round-faced boy jogged up to the hat and pulled it on his head. The hat waited for a few seconds,
'HUFFLEPUFF!!'
The boy quickly took off the hat and ran to the table amongst crowds of cheering Hufflepuffs. 'Birch, Michelle!'
'RAVENCLAW!!'
And it went on until ' Wigwam, Teea!' and 'Zump, Barney!' both became Hufflepuffs. The Sorting hat and stool were then taken away for another year. Professor Dumbledore got to his feet and cleared his throat,' Welcome to the New Year!' he said,' just a few announcements before the feast, first the Quidditch inter-house tournament will be on again this year.' Harry cheered at the top of his voice.' And,' he carried on,' with have a new Defence against the Dark arts teacher, because the real Professor Moody now refuses to leave his house I take great pleasure in presenting-' he waited for the tension,' Sirius Black!!!' Harry fell off his chair and many people around him gasped he quickly scrambled back on again and became cheering along with- Ron and Hermione. The great hall doors opened and in came Sirius looking really healthy, his skin no longer pale and his eyes twinkling. He sat beside Dumbledore. 'With the evidence of Peter Pettigrew alive and helping Lord Voldemort, Sirius Black has finally been trailed and is one-hundred percent innocent,' many people were staring at Dumbledore as if he was a raging loon (which he is but, not quite up to hiring murders as teachers) But Harry, Ron and Hermione were over the moon. Sirius looked over to them and beamed his eyes twinkling. Dumbledore went on,' As Sirius is not a fully-trained teacher yet he will be helped along in classes by-' Dumbledore waited again, 'Remus Lupin,' now Harry couldn't believe it. This was the best thing that had ever happened to him at Hogwarts, his Godfather and his best friend were going to be at the school-teaching, around, able to be spoken to properly he laughed and cheered his loudest ever. Winning the house cup as nothing compared to this. Again people were looked worried Professor Lupin was a werewolf and of course he transformed every full moon. 'With the discovery of The Wolfsbane Super Potion Professor Lupin need never transform again,' stated Dumbledore reading a few peoples minds,' but after all this commotion I think it's time for a feast,' he announced and the plates were magically filled with food. This was going to be the best year yet thought Harry as he started to tuck in.
Harry Potter 5
Announcements and Surprises
The damp, dreary mist hung low over the Hogwarts Castle. Although it was the middle of July the early morning was bitterly cold. The lake was dark and the giant squid lurked deep within its depths. The orange glow of the sun shone weakly over the grounds and the shadows of the Forbidden Forest stretched towards the castle doors. Inside the castle was hustle and bustle as all the teachers were preparing for the following day when the new pupils would be arriving for the Sorting, and lessons and registers had to be prepared. Up in Gryffindor common room there were quite a few early-risers huddled in front of the fire revising spells for the coming year, among them in huge comfy armchairs were Harry, Ron and Hermione. Ron was in fits of laughter as Harry (who never could get it quite right) had performed an over powerful Cheering Charm on him. Hermione sighed, 'I still don't believe he let you practice on him, I mean last year yours was so powerful he had to be taken to the hospital wing to calm down.'
'I know,' snorted Harry as Ron gasped for air,'is there a cure?'
'You just have to wait for it to wear off,' replied Hermione', lets practice something else while he calms down.' They practised the Summoning Charm on Crookshanks (who wasn't too pleased) until Ron's hysterics wore off, and then decided to go down to breakfast. About three-quarters of the school were in the hall, chatting about spells and whose brothers and sisters were coming to school the next day. The enchanted ceiling was a bright gold as the sun rose fully and not a cloud could be seen. Although it was the Summer Holidays many students were now allowed to stay at Hogwarts since the rise of Voldemort it was the safest place to be and no one believed anyone could attack while Dumbledore was around. Harry lazily chewed on a piece of toast as he looked out the high windows waiting for the owl post. Ron and Hermione were discussed Quidditch and it wasn't until he heard them mention his flying against the dragon in the Triwizard Tournament a year earlier that he decided to join in their conversation.
Deep in the French mountains Hagrid and Madame Maxine were slowly travelling through a dense evergreen forest on a mission from Dumbledore. Around them the birds sang and the sun shone through the ferns. A few hours into the forest though it was getting got dark and spooky.
' Pretty scary in 'ere in it?' he muttered.
'It iz a bit,' replied Madame Maxine looking warily over her shoulder. Then she heard it. It was a hissing noise like steam being let out of a kettle. She quickly spun around on one foot and peered into the gloom behind them. Fang growled and turned as well, his fur standing on end. 'What's up,' called Hagrid. He raised his crossbow and squinted, but couldn't see anything to aim at so he turned back. ' C'mon I promised-' he was cut short; behind him Madame Maxine screamed, and was abruptly cut off. Hagrid turned and charged at where she had been standing. Madame Maxine was lying on the ground in a heap with Fang curled up beside her: but no one else could be seen. He rushed over to her, she was still breathing and gave moan. Hagrid abruptly sat up. He was having a strange sensation; someone was watching him. He quickly loaded his crossbow, took and deep breathe and jumped up.
'SHOW YER SELF!!!' he roared to the forest, but only a few startled birds screeched and flew overhead. Hagrid felt his heart thumping in his chest it sounded like a bass drum but it wasn't the only thing he heard. To his right he heard a hissing noise. He clumsily spun to face whatever it was but he was to late. From the shadows a huge snake almost 12 feet long attacked him, fangs barring, poisons dripping down its mouth. Hagrid fell hard, his head smashing into a rock. He moaned as the snake circled him hissing and spitting. His head was in muddy puddle and he tried to sit up but it was no good. He slowly lost consciousness. The snake, known as Nagini was going to get good praise from its dark master for these precious captures.
In the great hall Harry, Ron and Hermione were still discussing Quidditch when the owl post arrived. Ron's little Pigwidgeon brought a letter from his family asking if everything was alright and Hermione got a similar letter from her family. Harry could bet his entire vault of money in Gringotts that he didn't get one from the Durselys with them being muggles. And they probably wouldn't care if he snuffed it at this very moment. He scanned the flock of birds above him and there was a flash of white as Hedwig swooped down to deliver his letter. He landed on Harry's shoulder and gently nipped his ear. Harry quickly took the letter as Hedwig stared harshly at Pig as he flew around hooting as all the girls, 'oohhed' and, 'aahhhed' at the cute little fluffball. Harry unfolded the letter and started to read
Dear Harry,
Hope everything's fine. Buckbeak and I are doing well. I've got a little surprise for you I hope you'll enjoy I will send it tomorrow. I haven't got time to write much more so I'll send more info. Keep well; hope Ron and Hermione are doing O.K,
Sirius
Harry finished reading. He was getting something from his Godfather. Harry suddenly realised how much his uncle meant to him and from that moment the seconds until the next morning flew past. The evening meal was as good as ever and down in the kitchens (much to there happiness) the house-elves were working overtime to prepare the feast for the following day. After the meal Harry, Ron and Hermione trudged up the stairs with all the other Gryffindors. They relaxed around the fire for a bit but it wasn't long before they decided to go to bed. Harry and Ron wished Hermione good night and walked the steps to their dormitory. 'Harry,' Ron whispered,' what do you think Sirius' going to send tomorrow?'
' I've got no idea, hope nothing dangerous,' replied Harry.
'C'mon, you know Sirius wouldn't something dangerous.'
Harry wasn't to sure but fell to sleep feeling excited all the same.
' Harry wake up!' Some one was shaking him awake. Hard. 'Gerroff Ron,' he moaned and opened his eyes. But it wasn't Ron. 'Hermione!!!' Harry sat up, 'I might not of been wearing anything!' Hermione stared at him, not too differently from a stare he'd get from Professor McGonagall. 'Hurry up you're late and the Sorting's going to happen soon.' Harry pulled on his glasses and checked his clock. 'Crikey, thanks Hermione!' she left as he quickly pulled on his clothes and rushed down to breakfast. He wasn't too late as he sat down between Ron and Hermione. Harry noticed the rickety stool for the sorting hat, and the teacher's chairs at the other end of the huge table but he couldn't help noticing three empty chairs. He checked along and counted off the teachers: Flitwick, Hagrid, Trelawny, Binns, Hooch, Sprout, Harry carried on, Professor McGonagall was missing she was welcoming the new years but there were still two spaces. One must be for the new Defence against the Dark arts teacher but he couldn't think who the other could be. He decided to wait for Dumbledore (who was busy rummaging through what suspiciously looked like a bag of Honeydukes sweets) to announce it. McGonagall walked in leading a group of petrified newcomers behind her. The Sorting Hat was placed on the stool and everyone craned his or her neck to see what it was going to sing this year. The seam appeared, and the hat burst into song,
I look tatty and I'm old,
I'm sure to fall apart,
But I'll help and sort you out
And that is just the start,
Just take me off this wooden stool,
And jam on your head,
I'll tell you what you need to know,
There's nothing you need dread,
I'll search deep inside; I'll rack your brains,
I'll tell you who you are,
And when I make my final choice,
You're sure to go on far,
But will you be in Gryffindor?
Where lie the brave and strong,
Where if you'll try with all your might,
You'll rarely go far wrong,
But if you are in Hufflepuff,
You'll never lose that friend,
Loyal and true to everyone,
You'll try until the end,
Lets not forget the Ravenclaw,
Who are the wise and quick,
Their cleverness is never wrong,
They never lose to trick,
Last I mention Slytherin,
But the' re certainly not the least,
Their sharpness, cunning, and their power,
Will never be deceased,
So try me on I'll decide your fate,
I know where you belong,
Have no fear; I'll do no harm,
Just remember my little song.
The entire school cheered and the newcomers looked relieved at the simplicity at it all. Professor McGonagall unravelled a piece of parchment and started to read 'Aboota, Charlie!'
A small round-faced boy jogged up to the hat and pulled it on his head. The hat waited for a few seconds,
'HUFFLEPUFF!!'
The boy quickly took off the hat and ran to the table amongst crowds of cheering Hufflepuffs. 'Birch, Michelle!'
'RAVENCLAW!!'
And it went on until ' Wigwam, Teea!' and 'Zump, Barney!' both became Hufflepuffs. The Sorting hat and stool were then taken away for another year. Professor Dumbledore got to his feet and cleared his throat,' Welcome to the New Year!' he said,' just a few announcements before the feast, first the Quidditch inter-house tournament will be on again this year.' Harry cheered at the top of his voice.' And,' he carried on,' with have a new Defence against the Dark arts teacher, because the real Professor Moody now refuses to leave his house I take great pleasure in presenting-' he waited for the tension,' Sirius Black!!!' Harry fell off his chair and many people around him gasped he quickly scrambled back on again and became cheering along with- Ron and Hermione. The great hall doors opened and in came Sirius looking really healthy, his skin no longer pale and his eyes twinkling. He sat beside Dumbledore. 'With the evidence of Peter Pettigrew alive and helping Lord Voldemort, Sirius Black has finally been trailed and is one-hundred percent innocent,' many people were staring at Dumbledore as if he was a raging loon (which he is but, not quite up to hiring murders as teachers) But Harry, Ron and Hermione were over the moon. Sirius looked over to them and beamed his eyes twinkling. Dumbledore went on,' As Sirius is not a fully-trained teacher yet he will be helped along in classes by-' Dumbledore waited again, 'Remus Lupin,' now Harry couldn't believe it. This was the best thing that had ever happened to him at Hogwarts, his Godfather and his best friend were going to be at the school-teaching, around, able to be spoken to properly he laughed and cheered his loudest ever. Winning the house cup as nothing compared to this. Again people were looked worried Professor Lupin was a werewolf and of course he transformed every full moon. 'With the discovery of The Wolfsbane Super Potion Professor Lupin need never transform again,' stated Dumbledore reading a few peoples minds,' but after all this commotion I think it's time for a feast,' he announced and the plates were magically filled with food. This was going to be the best year yet thought Harry as he started to tuck in.