A.N. I am not giving up any stories. But I have to do a fifth year story
before the book comes out and makes it all inaccurate. Which means I will
likely have to update all the time. I plan to cover more than the fifth
year, but it starts in Harry's fifth year.
Chapter One.
Finally he was back at Hogwarts. He had never missed it as much as he had this summer. Harry had to put up with his annoying relatives who hated him, guilt from the tri-wizard tournament, and more visions of what Voldemort was planning. In short, this had to be the worst summer ever! He hated summer! But now he was away from all that, on the Hogwarts' express, with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They were discussing the upcoming school year.
"Who do you think Headmaster Dumbledore got to fill the DADA position this year?" Ron asked.
"Who knows, but they certainly assigned some strange books." That was Hermione. She would be the one to care what kinds of books were assigned.
"Hey, did you hear of a new elective starting up?" Harry asked.
"Yes, a class in healing. That should be fascinating." Hermione answered.
"Don't you have enough classes yet?" Ron asked exasperated.
"But this could come in so useful! Besides, doesn't it sound interesting? I mean think about it."
Before Hermione could ramble on the snack cart came. Harry was glad of the distraction before his two best friends could get into an argument and quickly ordered a lot of food. It was like having a small party in their compartment.
There were only two interruptions. Once was when Neville came in looking for his toad (again!). They told Neville that Trevor wasn't there and offered him some Chocolate frogs. The other time was when Malfoy and Company acted like the pests they were. It only took a brief reminder of what happened the last time Malfoy and Company met the Terrific Trio to send the former away.
They finished their snacks and Harry and Ron were carrying on an animated conversation on Quidditch while Hermione was trying to read when they finally reached the school.
******** Because I Don't feel like covering the Sorting.
After the sorting, Professor Dumbledore got up to say a few words. "Hello, and I would like to welcome you all to a new school year. These are dangerous times and we must take precautions so a few new safety measures have been added. Curfew will be strictly enforced this year and all students are to leave note of where they are going before leaving the common room. On a more pleasant note, I would like to introduce out new teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and the new elective on Healing, Professor Clyna Syran." At this introduction a woman stood up. Harry hadn't noticed her before. She was extremely pale, and smallish looking. She looked almost ethereal, but he couldn't tell why. She wasn't a veela, because she wasn't all that attractive, but she had a similar air. She also had fairly dark hair. She smiled to everyone and sat down. Harry looked at the rest of the teachers at the teachers table. No other surprises.. except one. Snape was glaring at anyone. He didn't seem happy but he wasn't glaring. He was looking at Professor Syran. His look was strange. Just then the feast came and drove all thoughts of weird teachers out of his head.
AN. Okay, that was short but I couldn't think. I'll try to do the next chapter later today. What do you think everyone? No the DADA teacher is not a Mary Sue. I hope. There is an explanation for everything.
Chapter One.
Finally he was back at Hogwarts. He had never missed it as much as he had this summer. Harry had to put up with his annoying relatives who hated him, guilt from the tri-wizard tournament, and more visions of what Voldemort was planning. In short, this had to be the worst summer ever! He hated summer! But now he was away from all that, on the Hogwarts' express, with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They were discussing the upcoming school year.
"Who do you think Headmaster Dumbledore got to fill the DADA position this year?" Ron asked.
"Who knows, but they certainly assigned some strange books." That was Hermione. She would be the one to care what kinds of books were assigned.
"Hey, did you hear of a new elective starting up?" Harry asked.
"Yes, a class in healing. That should be fascinating." Hermione answered.
"Don't you have enough classes yet?" Ron asked exasperated.
"But this could come in so useful! Besides, doesn't it sound interesting? I mean think about it."
Before Hermione could ramble on the snack cart came. Harry was glad of the distraction before his two best friends could get into an argument and quickly ordered a lot of food. It was like having a small party in their compartment.
There were only two interruptions. Once was when Neville came in looking for his toad (again!). They told Neville that Trevor wasn't there and offered him some Chocolate frogs. The other time was when Malfoy and Company acted like the pests they were. It only took a brief reminder of what happened the last time Malfoy and Company met the Terrific Trio to send the former away.
They finished their snacks and Harry and Ron were carrying on an animated conversation on Quidditch while Hermione was trying to read when they finally reached the school.
******** Because I Don't feel like covering the Sorting.
After the sorting, Professor Dumbledore got up to say a few words. "Hello, and I would like to welcome you all to a new school year. These are dangerous times and we must take precautions so a few new safety measures have been added. Curfew will be strictly enforced this year and all students are to leave note of where they are going before leaving the common room. On a more pleasant note, I would like to introduce out new teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and the new elective on Healing, Professor Clyna Syran." At this introduction a woman stood up. Harry hadn't noticed her before. She was extremely pale, and smallish looking. She looked almost ethereal, but he couldn't tell why. She wasn't a veela, because she wasn't all that attractive, but she had a similar air. She also had fairly dark hair. She smiled to everyone and sat down. Harry looked at the rest of the teachers at the teachers table. No other surprises.. except one. Snape was glaring at anyone. He didn't seem happy but he wasn't glaring. He was looking at Professor Syran. His look was strange. Just then the feast came and drove all thoughts of weird teachers out of his head.
AN. Okay, that was short but I couldn't think. I'll try to do the next chapter later today. What do you think everyone? No the DADA teacher is not a Mary Sue. I hope. There is an explanation for everything.