Ch. 2

AN: Hey guys chapter two for you. I hope you guys like it and don't forget to review. Also I hope you guys don't see Daniel as too Gary-Sueish, I'm just writing him like I think anyone would be like if they were sent to the Harry Potter Universe.

As we got closer to Hogwarts I fell asleep with my book in my lap. I was having a nice dream about being back with my family when I felt someone shaking me, and heard Harry whispering, wake up.

I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was that it was absolutely freezing and that the compartment was completely dark.

"What's going on," I asked as I sat up.

"We don't know but the train just stopped and the lights went out," Ron told me. "Oh and friend Neville's here."

"Hi," Neville said.

"Hi nice to meet you. I'm Daniel Lovage, I'd shake your hand but I can't really see anything," I said hoping to lighten the mood knowing what was coming.

"I'm going to go and ask the driver what's going on," Hermione said. She got up and I heard the door to the compartment open but then a thud and finally two loud squeals of pain

"Who's that?" I asked

"Who's that?" Ginny Weasley's voice asked from the darkness.

"Ginny is that you?" I heard Hermione ask.

"Hermione?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I came looking for Ron-"

"Come in and sit down-"

"Not here!" Harry said. "I'm here!"

"Ouch!" Neville said.

"Quiet!" Said a hoarse voice suddenly.

"Looks like we woke the Professor," I whispered.

A soft crackling noise was heard in the compartment and Lupin suddenly appeared holding a handful of flames.

"Stay where you are," he told us as he got to his feet and walked to the door slowly. But the door slid open slowly before he could reach it.

A Dementor slowly entered the doorway and its presence was absolutely terrifying. I started shaking and I felt as if all the joy in the world had been washed away.

I heard a truck honking and shattering glass, when it came to me. I was hearing my death in the old world. It was overwhelming. When it had happened to me it was over in an instant, now it was happening in slow motion and I just couldn't take it.

"Daniel! Daniel can you hear me?!" My eyes snapped open and I shot up breathing heavily.

"W-What the hell was that?" I asked as I got off the ground and back onto my seat.

"A Dementor," I heard Lupin say as he handed me a large piece of chocolate. "One of the Dementors of Azkaban."

I looked at the piece of chocolate in my hands and began to nibble on it a bit, which made me feel a lot better.

Hermione and Ron told Harry and me that Lupin had driven the Dementor off and how the Dementor had made everyone feel terrible, and made Harry and me pass out.

The rest of the journey didn't take much longer. When the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station it was pouring. We all had to make a beeline for the carriages.

When the carriage stopped we all piled out and we all made our way through the giant oak doors of Hogwarts and into the magnificent entrance hall. Not exactly sure on where I was supposed to go I decided to hang back in the entrance hall until someone came for me when I heard McGonagall shout my name.

"Mr. Lovage would you please follow me," she said as she walked by with Hermione and Harry in tow.

"Of course Professor."

She led the three of us to the Hospital Wing where Madam Pomfrey looked over Harry and me since we fainted and McGonagall told me that I would be sorted as soon as we got to the Great Hall. McGonagall made Harry and I wait in the Hall when Pomfrey was done with us so she could talk to Hermione about her schedule.

When we finally did get to the Great hall we had missed the sorting of the first years but the stool and hat were still there waiting for me.

'Ok I can do this. Breathe in. Breathe out,' I thought to myself while keeping a calm look on my face.

Harry and Hermione wished me luck before they sat down and McGonagall lead me to the front of the hall. And I was just left standing there awkwardly, until Dumbledore stood up.

"If I may have your attention for a moment," he asked the students. "There had been a most unusual anomaly this summer, as the Ministry Recently found a new Wizard that is to join us here to learn magic. He will be entering his third year and I hope that wherever he is placed you will all welcome him."

When he finished McGonagall called my name and I walked up to the stool and had the sorting hat placed on my head.

'My word!' the hat exclaimed in my head rather loudly. 'A Champion of Rowena Ravenclaw herself?! It is an honor to sort you sir.'

I felt as if the Hat would be bowing to me if it was able to but brushed those thoughts aside.

'Thank you… sir? But um I really just wanted to get sorted, no drama or surprises please?' I asked the hat.

'Of course, of course. Let's get you sorted. Let's see here… oh my… is-is that what people think in your universe? Well I most certainly do have a name thank you very much!' The hat said angrily in my mind.

'Really? Huh, I guess I owe Emma five bucks. Or I would… if I was still alive there.'

'Anyway as I said, let's get you sorted. Hmmm, yes plenty of bravery, but also quite a lot of loyalty, and you are already hard at work what is to come. But what's this? Is that ambition to be in the top of your year and to maybe even surpass young Mr. Potter in Defense? Hmm difficult, very difficult. If you were any other student I would have placed you in either Slytherin or Gryffindor… but since you are a Champion of one of my founders you are to be given a bit of, leniency. Now it would greatly help your mission if you were put into Gryffindor, but you have a thirst for this world's knowledge and ambition to make good use of it. You're willing to work hard in order to achieve all of these goals so I leave the choice to you, Mr. Lovage.'

This was definitely s hard choice for me. I had always loved Ravenclaw house, in fact that's where I truly did believe where I should go, but I had always loved Hufflepuff and Gryffindor would definitely let me get closer to the Trio and help with what I was here to do. Slytherin, which was a house I respected, was out if the question. I was a muggleborn and once the war started I would have an even bigger target on my back than I would have already.

No Gryffindor would have to do. As much as I should choose Ravenclaw, for obvious reasons, I won't. With my mind made up I told the hat my choice and he chuckled a bit having suspected what I was going to chose.

'Very well, better be-' "GRYFFINDOR!"

I took the hat off of my head and handed it to my new Head of House before making my way to my cheering housemates I sat down next to Neville and Hermione and across from Harry and Ron who all congratulated me on getting into Gryffindor.

"How many houses did it think you would fit into?" Hermione asked me after the feast began.

"Two," I lied not wanting to draw any attention to myself.

"Wow, you must have had a hard time choosing," Ron said as he piled food onto his plate. "You had that thing on you head for a while."

"A hatstall," I muttered under my breathe.

"What?" Hermione asked me.

"Nothing," I said, as I began to pile food onto my plate. If there was one thing I learned in the short time I had spent in that god awful orphanage, it was that food was absolutely precious. At dinner it was every man for themselves and I had to learn to grab food quickly, but here it was more relaxed and I felt at ease.

The feast ended and I followed the rest of the third year Gryffindor's up an unbelievable amount of stairs to Gryffindor Tower, where I got my first glimpse of the Fat Lady.

"Coming through, coming through!" Percy Weasley called from behind us. "The New password is 'Fortuna Major'".

"Oh no," said Neville. From what I remembered he always had trouble with remembering the passwords.

"Why the 'oh no'?" I asked him as we both walked into the common room.

"Oh... it's nothing," he said shyly. "It's j-just that I've always had trouble remembering the passwords."

"Really? Well I happen to have an excellent memory so I'll make you a deal. If you help me navigate this enormous castle whenever possible then I'll give you the passwords whenever you need them," I offered.

"R-really?" Neville asked seeming so, shocked.

"Of course. So do we have a deal?" I asked him, extending my had for him to shake, which he took very quickly.


I went down to breakfast with Neville showing me the way. He was a pretty nice kid, just really shy and insecure, but I just had to break that shell and he'd be that bad ass that he was in no time.

"Third year schedules," Neville said as he handed me one with my name on it.

"So what'd you take for your extra classes?" Neville asked me.

"Oh I took Arithmancy, and Care of Magical Creatures, you?" I asked him.

"Divination and care of magical creatures," he said.

"Then I'll see you in Transfiguration," I said as I finished my breakfast and we both got up. "Have a good class."

"Y-yeah you too."

As we got to the stair case I saw Hermione walking with Harry and Ron to divination. They looked over to me and I waved hi to them which they did the same.

After asking a few painting and a random professor I made it into the Arithmancy classroom with a few minutes to spare. There was however only one desk in the back with two available seats.

I sat down and began taking out my parchment and textbook while Professor Vector set up the board with several different equations.

Just as I was getting used to the idea of getting my own desk the chair next to me got pulled out. I looked over and saw Hermione breathing heavily as if she had just run a marathon. She slammed her books on the desk and slumped into the chair.

"Hey there," I said. "So I thought you had divination with Harry, Ron, and Neville."

"What made you think that?" She asked me as she caught her breathe.

"Well it could have been the fact that you were walking with them to divination and you also have your divination book in your hand." I said pointing at the book she was holding.

"Oh well, I was just walking with them and Ron asked to hold this and I guess I just forgot to give it back," she told me as she put the book away and took out her Arithmancy book.

The lesson was actually basic math. I guess it was to refresh people's minds before we really got going.

Professor Vector told us that for homework we had to read a chapter in the book and write a foot long essay about it.

As we got ready to leave Hermione hoisted her book bag onto the table with a loud BANG. I looked over and saw that it had all ten of her course books.

"Oh my God," I said. "Do you have an entire library in there?"

"No it's just my course books," Hermione said as she struggled to fit her Arithmancy book in her bag.

"Stop," I said as I snatched the book out of her hand. "Give me a few, I can't in good conscience, let you carry around all of those books by yourself. So give me half, ones you don't need immediately."

Hermione looked at me reluctantly but I could tell that her shoulders already hurt from carrying around all those books. She reached inside her bag and pulled out her divination, muggle studies and a defense book.

"Good now let's get going I don't wanna be late for my first Transfiguration class," I said as we made our way to McGonagall's classroom.


I had taken the seat next to Neville in Transfiguration. McGonagall was giving us an overview on Animagi. What I didn't expect, or remember, was when she turned into her cat form. I started clapping slowly but drew eyes from most of the class who were silent

"What's their problem," I said as I looked over to Neville, who looked a bit scared. "What's wrong Neville, you ok?"

He turned to answer me but was interrupted by McGonagall.

"Really, what has got in you all today?" She said as she turned herself back into a human. "Not that it matters, but that's the first time my transformation's not got applause from the entire class."

Everyone's heads turned toward Harry but nobody spoke. Then Hermione raised her hand.

"Please Professor, we've just had our first divination class, and we were reading tea leaves, and-"

"Ah, of course," Professor McGonagall said, suddenly frowning. "There is no need to say anymore, Miss Granger. Tell me which of you will be dying this year?"

Every one stared at her, while I held back a bit of laughter. This was one of my favorite parts in the third book.

"Me," Harry said finally.

"I see," McGonagall said, fixing Harry with her beady eyes. "They you should know Potter, that Sibyll Trelawney had predicted the death of a student since she arrived at this school. None of them had died yet. Seeing death omens is her favorite way of greeting a new class. If it were not for the fact that I never speak ill of my colleagues-"

McGonagall stopped and composed herself, and told us that divination was a very imprecise branch of magic then turned and addressed Harry.

"You look in excellent health Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you die, you need not hand it in."

Hermione and I seemed to be the only ones to find this funny while others began whispering about whether any of the other predictions were accurate.

Anyway the class ended and Neville and I walked with Harry Hermione and Ron back to the Great Hall for lunch.

Throughout lunch the trio talked about whether the Grim was real and Harry admitted that he had seen a big black dig recently.

The argument heated up when Ron accused Hermione of not liking the class simply because she was bad at it.

Before she left Hermione said that divination was complete rubbish compared to Arithmancy.

"What's she talking about," Ron asked Harry Neville and me. "She hasn't had Arithmancy class yet. Has she?"

This seemed to be more directed to me since I was the only one to have Arithmancy that he knew.

"I didn't see her in Arithmancy," I lied.

"Then why is she acting like she's already been in that class then?"

"Can't say that I know."


Care of Magical Creatures was next on the list so after lunch Neville and I made our way outside of the castle. The meet up was on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid was waiting for us at the door of his hut with his dog Fang next to him.

"C'mon, now get a move I!" He called as we got closer. "Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!"

The class all followed Hagrid and I was very excited. Hippogriffs I was going to get to see a Hippogriff!

We stopped walking and found ourselves outside an empty paddock.

"Everyone gather 'round the fence here!" Hagrid called. "That's it- make sure you can see- now firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books-"

"How?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"Eh?" Hagrid said looking over to Malfoy.

"How do we open our books?"

"Hasn'- hasn' anyone bin able ter open their books?" Said Hagrid, looking crestfallen.

I felt bad for him and raised my hand. "I have," I declared, drawing the attention of most of the class.

"How could you have possibly opened these stupid things?" Malfoy demanded.

I'll admit with Crabbe and Goyle behind him, Malfoy could sound very intimidating.

"I-I just s-stroked the spine," I said, stumbling over my words.

"How'd you think of that?" Harry asked from behind me.

"I-I just that umm, that they looked alive, so I just thought that maybe petting them would calm 'em down," I told the class thinking that I must have looked really weird.

"Well done," I heard Hagrid say proudly. "Well done, five points ter Gryffindor fer... problem solvin'"

I grinned a bit as I earned my first points. Neville patted me on the shoulder in congratulations.

Hagrid went to go get Buckbeak leaving the class to talk amongst themselves. I asked Neville about what his favorite subject in school was and he told me that it was by far Herbology. I told him that so far it was Care if Magical Creatures but that I was looking forward to defense.

"Whoa," Neville exclaimed suddenly as he stepped back a few feat.

I turned around and to my great joy, saw my first Hippogriff.

"Beau'iful, aren' they?" Hagrid asked happily. "So if yeh wan' ter com a bit nearer-"

No one moved forward other than Harry, Ron, Hermione, and me.

Hagrid explained that Hippogriffs got offended easily and that if we ever did then it might have been the last thing we ever did.

"Right who wants ter go first?"

Most of the class back away out of fear but, I moved forward knowing that Buckbeak wouldn't hurt me as long as I didn't offend him.

"Ah very good! Now come on over here..." Hagrid trailed off since he didn't know what to call me.

"Lovage, sir, Daniel Lovage," I said as I hopped over the paddock fence.

"Good man! Right then- let's see how yeh get in with Buckbeak.

I walked slowly to Buckbeak, making sure to keep eye contact.

"Alrigh' now bow," Hagrid instructed me.

"I bowed as low as I could and looked up to Buckbeak. He stared at me for a minute and despite Hagrids warnings to back away, Buckbeak returned the bow.

"Well done, Daniel!" Hagrid said ecstatically. "Right- yeh can touch him! Pat his beak, go on!"

I walked to the Hippogriff with barley any fear now and patted Buckbeak several times, causing the Hippogriff to close his eyes lazily, as though he was enjoying it.

The class broke into applause, except for Malfoy and his friends, who looked rather disappointed.

"I reckon he might let yeh ride him!" Hagrid said.

Hagrid showed me how to mount him and told me not to pull any feathers since Buckbeak wouldn't like that.

As soon as I mounted Buckbeak, the Hippogriffs wings flapped open. I quickly wrapped my hands around Buckbeak's neck before we were soaring upwards.

Now flying on Buckbeak, as amazing as it was, did have a few draw backs. Mainly the lack of places to hang on, but other than that I enjoyed every second.

When Buckbeak landed I got off and patted his beak one last time.

"Good work Daniel!" Hagrid roared as everyone, except the Slytherins, cheered.

The rest of the class soon had Hippogriffs bowing to them, except for Neville, who I had to help but in the end his Hippogriff bowed to him.

However Malfoy and his goons eventually ruined it. Malfoy got his arm cut and had to be rushed to the Hospital Wing.

"They should fire him right away!" Pansy Parkinson shouted

"It was Malfoy's fault," I told her. "If he hadn't insulted Buckbeak then he wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Pansy simply ignored me and went to go see Malfoy while the rest of us went to our common rooms.

I was tired from my first day so I went upstairs immediately and began working on my homework. I felt good. Things here at Hogwarts were actually pretty nice. Despite the fact that everyone thought that Sirius was a mass murderer and a traitor.

I finished half my homework and began reading my potions book since I had that tomorrow and didn't exactly want Snape to start bullying me.

After a while I laid down and went to bed, eager to get on with my own story.


Well here we are, the end of the chapter. Don't forget to review, let me know what yoiu guys thinka. Also would you guys like some different POV's or just Daniels? let me know ~Pacco1