A/N: Sorry it took so long to update the story. I was having abit of
trouble with the computer. Anyway, I tried to count everyone's vote
about Draco Malfoy. So he stays alive. But he will definitely be abit
different when he does return to Hogwarts. On with the story.
Chapter 2.
Harry and Ron were walking to their next class. It had been very miserable for them. They couldn't believe that Hermione wasn't going to be there at Hogwarts with them anymore. "I wonder what happened to her. I hope she's okay." Ron said. Harry nodded with a worried look on his face.
"My guesses are as good as your's." He muttered. They were entering the DADA class room when a few of the Ravenclaw students were laughing near the door. Cho Chang was with them. She looked over and spotted Harry and Ron. "Hey, Potter! Have fun in DADA class." One of the Ravenclaw boys called him.
Harry blinked a few times. "What do you mean by that?" He asked as he and Ron stopped. Cho Chang smiled. "Professor Dumbledore, here, is as nice as Professor Lupin was. And she's very smart. She seems to know what she's doing." She said. Harry and Ron looked at each other and then shrugged. So they went into the class room.
The class was decorated with several items, a few pictures of dark creatures and there were several pictures with their backs facing them. As if the Professor didn't want the students to see them yet. The Professor was seating at her desk looking papers over. Remus Lupin was bent over her shoulder looking at the papers with her.
Harry and Ron along with their class mates chose their seats. All of them were watching the Professor. "She's sure pretty though, isn't she? I wonder how she is related to Professor Dumbledore?" Harry heard Dean Thomas whisper to Seamus Finnagin. He turned to look at them. They didn't seem to mind. Lavendar and Parvati both leaned closer to them. "I overheard Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall talking about it. I think they said she is Dumbledore's niece." Lavendar whispered.
Ron turned to Harry as they sat. "Do you think Professor Dumbledore is related to Headmaster Dumbledore?" He whispered. Harry shrugged staring up at the Professor. "Who knows. She must be a great great niece because of how old Dumbledore is. Why does she look so familiar?" He whispered back. Ron shook his head. "I don't know. I've noticed that too." He said.
The rest of the class were whispering about the same thing while Harry and Ron were watching Professor Dumbledore talking to Lupin. The two of them were smiling at each other and Harry could tell that they weren't just friends. He knew right then and there that Remus had a girlfriend. He broke into a smile.
"I think Lupin's in love." He whispered to Ron. Ron gave him a wide eyed look. "What? What makes you say that?" He asked. Harry nodded towards the two. "Well look at him. Look at the way he looks at her." He said. Ron stared at Lupin and then grinned. "Hey! Your right. Why that ol' sly dog. I hope he won't get in trouble with Dumbledore. Since he's after the new Professor and all." He said grinning. Harry laughed silently.
He glanced around for Hermione but remembered that she was no longer a student at Hogwarts. That she was gone. He wondered if he was going to get a letter soon from her. Telling him and Ron what had happened and why she wasn't going to Hogwarts anymore. He let out a small sigh looking down at his desk. Ron looked at him and frowned. He knew what his best friend was thinking about. He lowered his eyes himself and then rested his elbows on the desk.
Hermione had caught sight of the class when they started to get louder. She did see the looks on Ron and Harry's faces. She shook her head and looked away. Remus glanced to his side at the students and shook his head. He lowered his head next to Hermione's. "You can tell them after class." He whispered. Hermione looked up at him. "I can't, Remus. Not right now. I....I don't know if I can yet." She whispered to him. Remus gave her a smile.
"Okay. But you know, you can't hide the truth forever. You'll have to tell them sooner or later." He said. Hermione smiled and nodded. She grabbed his arm and pulled him closer giving him a kiss on the cheek.
There were some students watching though. When their Professor gave Lupin a kiss they laughed and cat called. Hermione felt her cheeks go red and she laughed. Remus just grinned and patted Hermione's shoulder. "See you for lunch?" He asked. Hermione nodded. She watched Remus walk towards the door not missing the wink he sent to Harry and Ron who grinned and gave him a thumbs up.
Hermione smiled and shook her head. She stood and went around her desk with the roll call parchment in her hand. She started the roll call and everyone answered with here. Except one. Neville Longbottom wasn't in the room. Hermione squinted her eyes with confusion for a second then shrugged. She set the parchment down. "Well. I'd like to welcome you to your sixth year Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I am Pro....." She was saying.
But suddenly the door slammed open. Every head turned and they spotted Neville Longbottom crashing into the room tripping on his feet. The Slytherins burst into laughter with just a few of the Gryffindors. But just a few. Hermione straightened with surprise. Neville stood blushing crimson red. He lowered his head as he got to his feet and made his way to his chair. "S-S-Sorry, Professor." He muttered. Hermione smiled and shook her head.
"That's alright, Mr. Longbottom." She said. Neville looked surprised. Hermione just kept smiling. "I've heard quite the deal about you, Neville. In fact I've have heard alot about every single one of you." She said. Her eyes went straight to Harry and Ron. Both glanced around without turning their heads. Hermione just smiled. "Nothing bad really." She reassured.
She stepped forward with her hands folded together. "Now then. Like I was saying, I am Professor H. Dumbledore. I will......" She was interupted again. By Pansy Parkinson who held up her hand and started talking before Hermione could even look at her. "Um, Professor. Longbottom was late. Aren't you going to take points off?" She asked. Hermione looked at her lazily.
"Why would I do that?" She asked with a small forced smile. Pansy had this look as if her point was obvious. "Uh....he was late." She said in a tone that made Hermione narrow her eyes at her. But Hermione kept her smile. "Yes I was aware that he was, Miss Parkninson. However, he was late only by two minutes." She said.
Pansy looked outraged. "But he was still late." She said. Hermione tilted her head and rose her eyebrows. "Miss Parkinson, I am not that strict like Professor McGonagally can be. However, I don't like it when people interupt me with stupid reasons. But if it will shut you up I will give Mr. Longbottom a warning." She said.
Her eyes went to Neville who cowered. "Don't be late anymore, Neville. Okay? I won't take points off of you now since it is the first class of the year for DADA. But if you are late again then I will take very few points off of Gryffindor." She said giving a look to Pansy Parkinson when she said few. Neville nodded with a faint smile. "Yes, Professor." He said. Hermione heard him mutter thanks. She smiled and then looked at Pansy.
"Does that make you happy now, Miss Parkinson?" She asked giving her a look as if daring her to continue interupting her. Pansy lowered her eyes angrily and stared at the desk. Hermione nodded. "Good. Now then. I will be teaching you many things about the dark arts this year. Things that you wouldn't expect to be dark magic. For example..." She paused turning around.
She picked up the diary she borrowed from Professor Dumbledore. She turned back and held it up. She saw Harry's eyes go wide. She remembered Ginny's reaction from her earlier class. Ginny looked so surprised and had gone pale. Hermione smiled forcefully. "Can anyone tell me what this is?" She asked over looking the class.
Several people looked at each other with confusion. Ron was looking abit surprised himself. He remembered what Harry told him and Hermione about Tom Riddle's diary. No one spoke. Hermione smiled more faintly. "No one? How about you, Mr. Potter? I'm sure you can tell what this is." She said looking at him.
Harry swallowed hard and nodded. He hiesitated in answering. "It's.....a diary." He said. Hermione nodded. "Yes. It is. But who's diary?" She asked. Ron rose his hand leveling his chin. Hermione nodded pointing quickly at him. "Mr. Weasley?" She asked. Ron cleared his throat.
"T-Tom Riddle's diary." He said. Hermione nodded approvingly at him. "Yes. And can anyone tell me who Tom Riddle is?" She asked. This time very few hands rose. Hermione put the diary down and touched her chin thoughtfully as she tried to decide who to ask. "Let's see. How about you Mr. Finnagin." She said.
Eyes went to Seamus who was blushing abit. He lowered his hand again. "Uh, I'm not sure if it's true. But wasn't Tom Riddle a dark wizard?" he asked. Hermione nodded. "Yes. He is a dark wizard and he is also known as Lord Voldemort today." She said.
There were several gasps. Some of the girls had squeaked in fear. Dean Thomas had knocked his ink bottle over. Hermione knew that some of the students were only surprised that she wasn't afraid of saying Voldemort's name. The Slytherins just looked at each other with surprised and suspicious looks.
Hermione nodded. "That's the reaction I hoped I'd get. You better get used to hearing it. Because your going to be hearing it quite alot this year." She turned and picked up the diary. "Of course, your sister had a much more worst reaction than this, Mr. Weasley." She said looking at Ron as she started to pace down the aisle. Everyone was watching.
Her eyes went to every single one as she held the diary and let it bounce in her hand. "This diary is a dark magic item. It was cursed with the spirit of the Dark Lord, Voldemort. (she ignored the small gasps and flinchs) If I remember right, one person destroyed it's powers with a basilisk's fang. I'm not going to say any names because he has had enough unwanted attention as it is. This year, you will be learning how to recognize dark magic items and what they can do. Your going to learn how to avoid these certain items." She stopped at her desk again and set the diary down.
She held out both hands towards the dark creatures pictures. "You will also be learning more about dark creatures that you haven't heard about. I have asked for Professor Dumbledore's permission of course for certain things I will be doing this year. But however, dark magic items and dark creatures aren't not the only things you will be learning about." She said. She took out her wand and swished her wand.
The one potraits that had their backs turned on them turned around. Everyone's eyes went to every single one. Harry and Ron stared with jaws dropped. Some of the potraits were some of the wizards and witchs they knew too well. One was Bellatrix Lestrange. Hermione saw Harry's eyes narrow on her. She also saw Neville's own anger flare up as he gazed at the same potrait Harry was looking at.
Hermione waved her wand again and the potraits turned back around. "We will be learning more about Dark wizards of the past. We shall see how much you know about certain wizards and witchs. But however, we won't be doing that untel later in the year. We will be starting on the dark magic items." She said. Everyone looked back at her.
"There will be alot of learning this year. From dangerous cursed items to dangerous creatures. You will be needing to learn these things for the future to come. You are approaching your final year soon and you must know these things to be prepared. You never know if you will be attacked during the year. Even if it's the smallest things. LIke Runespoor for example. Or how about facing werewolves alone." She said looking straight at Harry.
Harry was staring oddly at her. Hermione lowered her head. "How do I know these things? Because I have faced Runespoor in my sixth year. And I have met a werewolf face to face one time. Though I didn't blame him for what happened. People who change into werewolves don't mean to be vicious or anything. It's part of their curse. There are ways though of communicating with a werewolf and getting through to them. To make them not attack. However, I won't get into that for a while. So we will begin in the dark magic items." She sat on the corner of her desk with her legs crossed.
She pulled out a book from her breif case that she bought awhile ago. "Now if I am right, you did pick up a book for you DADA class. The one that says Dark Magic Items and Cursed Items. Please turn to the first page and read the introductions and then go on to chapter one. You will read untel you reach the next chapter or when I say stop. Then we will see if you were reading or not paying attention." She said abit loud glancing over to one of the Slytherin boys who was drawing something.
The Slytherin blushed and put it away. Hermione nodded and went to sit down in her desk and picked up her quill. "You may begin." She said. She began writing something on a parchment.
By the end of class, everyone was very impressed with Professor Dumbledore. She had given them a small quiz on what they read. Which the chapter was on shrunken heads. None of the students seemed to care that they had homework from her. All Professor Dumbledore told them to do was write a two page essay on what shrunken heads are used for.
Harry and Ron were laughing though because Crabbe had made himself look stupid when the Professor asked him what a shrunken head was. That had been the first line in the chapter. Crabbe, however, just looked nervous and said that it was a head. Everyone had laughed at him though. Nieither Harry or Ron noticed that Professor H. Dumbledore was right behind them. Her eyes were on them and Neville.
" Harry, Ron, Neville." She called. All three turned around. Professor Dumbledore smiled at them. "There is one thing I would like to mention to all three of you. Well, more to Harry and Neville. But I know that Harry will tell you later anyway, Ron." She said. Ron and Harry looked at each other and then shrugged. Hermione just smiled.
Her eyes went to Harry. "Harry, I knew you father, James. And your's Neville." She said. Both of them looked stunned. "You did?" Harry asked. Professor H. Dumbledore nodded. "I did. I was a friend of them all. Remus, Sirius, Peter, James. Even Lily." She said. Harry tilted his head thoughtfully. "How did you know them?" He asked.
Professor H. Dumbledore let out a long sigh and smiled even more. "One night, I was in accident. I fell down several stairs and four boys saved my life. They became my best friends. We were always together." She said.
Her eyes went to Neville. "And how I knew your father, Neville. He saved my skin from some Slytherins who didn't like me because I was friends with James Potter and his gang of pranksters. I owed him alot. I have heard what happened to him and your mother. With your permission of course, I would like to go see them some time. Is that alright?" she asked. Neville had a faint smile. "It's actually up to my gran." He said.
Professor H. Dumbledore shook her head. "Not really. It's actually up to you. Your old enough to make your own decisions now." She said. Neville smiled now. He looked amazed. "Alright. You can go see them anytime." He said. Professor H. Dumbledore smiled. "Thank you." She said with a nod. The three boys were all smiling.
Harry looked like he wanted to ask some more questions. But Professor H. Dumbledore shook her head. "You may ask me anything some other time, Harry. But right now you better hurry off to class. I don't want to make you late." She said. Harry, Ron and Neville nodded. They hurried off leaving their Professor smiling after them.
Hermione returned to her class room. There was a bundle of roses on her desk when she got there. Hermione smiled and shook her head as she went up to her desk. She pulled up the small card that came with it.
Swiftstar,
I'm glad you came home. I missed you. I bought some roses to show you how much I love you. Hope you like them. Would you join me for dinner tonight?
Always your love, Moony
Hermione giggled and sniffed the roses. They smelled very lovely. She conjured up a vase with water and put them in on her desk. She began her next class as soon as they got there.
A/N: Alright. That's it for this chapter. I hope it's going alright. Review and let me know how I did for the first lesson. It's not easy trying to think these stuff up you know.
Chapter 2.
Harry and Ron were walking to their next class. It had been very miserable for them. They couldn't believe that Hermione wasn't going to be there at Hogwarts with them anymore. "I wonder what happened to her. I hope she's okay." Ron said. Harry nodded with a worried look on his face.
"My guesses are as good as your's." He muttered. They were entering the DADA class room when a few of the Ravenclaw students were laughing near the door. Cho Chang was with them. She looked over and spotted Harry and Ron. "Hey, Potter! Have fun in DADA class." One of the Ravenclaw boys called him.
Harry blinked a few times. "What do you mean by that?" He asked as he and Ron stopped. Cho Chang smiled. "Professor Dumbledore, here, is as nice as Professor Lupin was. And she's very smart. She seems to know what she's doing." She said. Harry and Ron looked at each other and then shrugged. So they went into the class room.
The class was decorated with several items, a few pictures of dark creatures and there were several pictures with their backs facing them. As if the Professor didn't want the students to see them yet. The Professor was seating at her desk looking papers over. Remus Lupin was bent over her shoulder looking at the papers with her.
Harry and Ron along with their class mates chose their seats. All of them were watching the Professor. "She's sure pretty though, isn't she? I wonder how she is related to Professor Dumbledore?" Harry heard Dean Thomas whisper to Seamus Finnagin. He turned to look at them. They didn't seem to mind. Lavendar and Parvati both leaned closer to them. "I overheard Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall talking about it. I think they said she is Dumbledore's niece." Lavendar whispered.
Ron turned to Harry as they sat. "Do you think Professor Dumbledore is related to Headmaster Dumbledore?" He whispered. Harry shrugged staring up at the Professor. "Who knows. She must be a great great niece because of how old Dumbledore is. Why does she look so familiar?" He whispered back. Ron shook his head. "I don't know. I've noticed that too." He said.
The rest of the class were whispering about the same thing while Harry and Ron were watching Professor Dumbledore talking to Lupin. The two of them were smiling at each other and Harry could tell that they weren't just friends. He knew right then and there that Remus had a girlfriend. He broke into a smile.
"I think Lupin's in love." He whispered to Ron. Ron gave him a wide eyed look. "What? What makes you say that?" He asked. Harry nodded towards the two. "Well look at him. Look at the way he looks at her." He said. Ron stared at Lupin and then grinned. "Hey! Your right. Why that ol' sly dog. I hope he won't get in trouble with Dumbledore. Since he's after the new Professor and all." He said grinning. Harry laughed silently.
He glanced around for Hermione but remembered that she was no longer a student at Hogwarts. That she was gone. He wondered if he was going to get a letter soon from her. Telling him and Ron what had happened and why she wasn't going to Hogwarts anymore. He let out a small sigh looking down at his desk. Ron looked at him and frowned. He knew what his best friend was thinking about. He lowered his eyes himself and then rested his elbows on the desk.
Hermione had caught sight of the class when they started to get louder. She did see the looks on Ron and Harry's faces. She shook her head and looked away. Remus glanced to his side at the students and shook his head. He lowered his head next to Hermione's. "You can tell them after class." He whispered. Hermione looked up at him. "I can't, Remus. Not right now. I....I don't know if I can yet." She whispered to him. Remus gave her a smile.
"Okay. But you know, you can't hide the truth forever. You'll have to tell them sooner or later." He said. Hermione smiled and nodded. She grabbed his arm and pulled him closer giving him a kiss on the cheek.
There were some students watching though. When their Professor gave Lupin a kiss they laughed and cat called. Hermione felt her cheeks go red and she laughed. Remus just grinned and patted Hermione's shoulder. "See you for lunch?" He asked. Hermione nodded. She watched Remus walk towards the door not missing the wink he sent to Harry and Ron who grinned and gave him a thumbs up.
Hermione smiled and shook her head. She stood and went around her desk with the roll call parchment in her hand. She started the roll call and everyone answered with here. Except one. Neville Longbottom wasn't in the room. Hermione squinted her eyes with confusion for a second then shrugged. She set the parchment down. "Well. I'd like to welcome you to your sixth year Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I am Pro....." She was saying.
But suddenly the door slammed open. Every head turned and they spotted Neville Longbottom crashing into the room tripping on his feet. The Slytherins burst into laughter with just a few of the Gryffindors. But just a few. Hermione straightened with surprise. Neville stood blushing crimson red. He lowered his head as he got to his feet and made his way to his chair. "S-S-Sorry, Professor." He muttered. Hermione smiled and shook her head.
"That's alright, Mr. Longbottom." She said. Neville looked surprised. Hermione just kept smiling. "I've heard quite the deal about you, Neville. In fact I've have heard alot about every single one of you." She said. Her eyes went straight to Harry and Ron. Both glanced around without turning their heads. Hermione just smiled. "Nothing bad really." She reassured.
She stepped forward with her hands folded together. "Now then. Like I was saying, I am Professor H. Dumbledore. I will......" She was interupted again. By Pansy Parkinson who held up her hand and started talking before Hermione could even look at her. "Um, Professor. Longbottom was late. Aren't you going to take points off?" She asked. Hermione looked at her lazily.
"Why would I do that?" She asked with a small forced smile. Pansy had this look as if her point was obvious. "Uh....he was late." She said in a tone that made Hermione narrow her eyes at her. But Hermione kept her smile. "Yes I was aware that he was, Miss Parkninson. However, he was late only by two minutes." She said.
Pansy looked outraged. "But he was still late." She said. Hermione tilted her head and rose her eyebrows. "Miss Parkinson, I am not that strict like Professor McGonagally can be. However, I don't like it when people interupt me with stupid reasons. But if it will shut you up I will give Mr. Longbottom a warning." She said.
Her eyes went to Neville who cowered. "Don't be late anymore, Neville. Okay? I won't take points off of you now since it is the first class of the year for DADA. But if you are late again then I will take very few points off of Gryffindor." She said giving a look to Pansy Parkinson when she said few. Neville nodded with a faint smile. "Yes, Professor." He said. Hermione heard him mutter thanks. She smiled and then looked at Pansy.
"Does that make you happy now, Miss Parkinson?" She asked giving her a look as if daring her to continue interupting her. Pansy lowered her eyes angrily and stared at the desk. Hermione nodded. "Good. Now then. I will be teaching you many things about the dark arts this year. Things that you wouldn't expect to be dark magic. For example..." She paused turning around.
She picked up the diary she borrowed from Professor Dumbledore. She turned back and held it up. She saw Harry's eyes go wide. She remembered Ginny's reaction from her earlier class. Ginny looked so surprised and had gone pale. Hermione smiled forcefully. "Can anyone tell me what this is?" She asked over looking the class.
Several people looked at each other with confusion. Ron was looking abit surprised himself. He remembered what Harry told him and Hermione about Tom Riddle's diary. No one spoke. Hermione smiled more faintly. "No one? How about you, Mr. Potter? I'm sure you can tell what this is." She said looking at him.
Harry swallowed hard and nodded. He hiesitated in answering. "It's.....a diary." He said. Hermione nodded. "Yes. It is. But who's diary?" She asked. Ron rose his hand leveling his chin. Hermione nodded pointing quickly at him. "Mr. Weasley?" She asked. Ron cleared his throat.
"T-Tom Riddle's diary." He said. Hermione nodded approvingly at him. "Yes. And can anyone tell me who Tom Riddle is?" She asked. This time very few hands rose. Hermione put the diary down and touched her chin thoughtfully as she tried to decide who to ask. "Let's see. How about you Mr. Finnagin." She said.
Eyes went to Seamus who was blushing abit. He lowered his hand again. "Uh, I'm not sure if it's true. But wasn't Tom Riddle a dark wizard?" he asked. Hermione nodded. "Yes. He is a dark wizard and he is also known as Lord Voldemort today." She said.
There were several gasps. Some of the girls had squeaked in fear. Dean Thomas had knocked his ink bottle over. Hermione knew that some of the students were only surprised that she wasn't afraid of saying Voldemort's name. The Slytherins just looked at each other with surprised and suspicious looks.
Hermione nodded. "That's the reaction I hoped I'd get. You better get used to hearing it. Because your going to be hearing it quite alot this year." She turned and picked up the diary. "Of course, your sister had a much more worst reaction than this, Mr. Weasley." She said looking at Ron as she started to pace down the aisle. Everyone was watching.
Her eyes went to every single one as she held the diary and let it bounce in her hand. "This diary is a dark magic item. It was cursed with the spirit of the Dark Lord, Voldemort. (she ignored the small gasps and flinchs) If I remember right, one person destroyed it's powers with a basilisk's fang. I'm not going to say any names because he has had enough unwanted attention as it is. This year, you will be learning how to recognize dark magic items and what they can do. Your going to learn how to avoid these certain items." She stopped at her desk again and set the diary down.
She held out both hands towards the dark creatures pictures. "You will also be learning more about dark creatures that you haven't heard about. I have asked for Professor Dumbledore's permission of course for certain things I will be doing this year. But however, dark magic items and dark creatures aren't not the only things you will be learning about." She said. She took out her wand and swished her wand.
The one potraits that had their backs turned on them turned around. Everyone's eyes went to every single one. Harry and Ron stared with jaws dropped. Some of the potraits were some of the wizards and witchs they knew too well. One was Bellatrix Lestrange. Hermione saw Harry's eyes narrow on her. She also saw Neville's own anger flare up as he gazed at the same potrait Harry was looking at.
Hermione waved her wand again and the potraits turned back around. "We will be learning more about Dark wizards of the past. We shall see how much you know about certain wizards and witchs. But however, we won't be doing that untel later in the year. We will be starting on the dark magic items." She said. Everyone looked back at her.
"There will be alot of learning this year. From dangerous cursed items to dangerous creatures. You will be needing to learn these things for the future to come. You are approaching your final year soon and you must know these things to be prepared. You never know if you will be attacked during the year. Even if it's the smallest things. LIke Runespoor for example. Or how about facing werewolves alone." She said looking straight at Harry.
Harry was staring oddly at her. Hermione lowered her head. "How do I know these things? Because I have faced Runespoor in my sixth year. And I have met a werewolf face to face one time. Though I didn't blame him for what happened. People who change into werewolves don't mean to be vicious or anything. It's part of their curse. There are ways though of communicating with a werewolf and getting through to them. To make them not attack. However, I won't get into that for a while. So we will begin in the dark magic items." She sat on the corner of her desk with her legs crossed.
She pulled out a book from her breif case that she bought awhile ago. "Now if I am right, you did pick up a book for you DADA class. The one that says Dark Magic Items and Cursed Items. Please turn to the first page and read the introductions and then go on to chapter one. You will read untel you reach the next chapter or when I say stop. Then we will see if you were reading or not paying attention." She said abit loud glancing over to one of the Slytherin boys who was drawing something.
The Slytherin blushed and put it away. Hermione nodded and went to sit down in her desk and picked up her quill. "You may begin." She said. She began writing something on a parchment.
By the end of class, everyone was very impressed with Professor Dumbledore. She had given them a small quiz on what they read. Which the chapter was on shrunken heads. None of the students seemed to care that they had homework from her. All Professor Dumbledore told them to do was write a two page essay on what shrunken heads are used for.
Harry and Ron were laughing though because Crabbe had made himself look stupid when the Professor asked him what a shrunken head was. That had been the first line in the chapter. Crabbe, however, just looked nervous and said that it was a head. Everyone had laughed at him though. Nieither Harry or Ron noticed that Professor H. Dumbledore was right behind them. Her eyes were on them and Neville.
" Harry, Ron, Neville." She called. All three turned around. Professor Dumbledore smiled at them. "There is one thing I would like to mention to all three of you. Well, more to Harry and Neville. But I know that Harry will tell you later anyway, Ron." She said. Ron and Harry looked at each other and then shrugged. Hermione just smiled.
Her eyes went to Harry. "Harry, I knew you father, James. And your's Neville." She said. Both of them looked stunned. "You did?" Harry asked. Professor H. Dumbledore nodded. "I did. I was a friend of them all. Remus, Sirius, Peter, James. Even Lily." She said. Harry tilted his head thoughtfully. "How did you know them?" He asked.
Professor H. Dumbledore let out a long sigh and smiled even more. "One night, I was in accident. I fell down several stairs and four boys saved my life. They became my best friends. We were always together." She said.
Her eyes went to Neville. "And how I knew your father, Neville. He saved my skin from some Slytherins who didn't like me because I was friends with James Potter and his gang of pranksters. I owed him alot. I have heard what happened to him and your mother. With your permission of course, I would like to go see them some time. Is that alright?" she asked. Neville had a faint smile. "It's actually up to my gran." He said.
Professor H. Dumbledore shook her head. "Not really. It's actually up to you. Your old enough to make your own decisions now." She said. Neville smiled now. He looked amazed. "Alright. You can go see them anytime." He said. Professor H. Dumbledore smiled. "Thank you." She said with a nod. The three boys were all smiling.
Harry looked like he wanted to ask some more questions. But Professor H. Dumbledore shook her head. "You may ask me anything some other time, Harry. But right now you better hurry off to class. I don't want to make you late." She said. Harry, Ron and Neville nodded. They hurried off leaving their Professor smiling after them.
Hermione returned to her class room. There was a bundle of roses on her desk when she got there. Hermione smiled and shook her head as she went up to her desk. She pulled up the small card that came with it.
Swiftstar,
I'm glad you came home. I missed you. I bought some roses to show you how much I love you. Hope you like them. Would you join me for dinner tonight?
Always your love, Moony
Hermione giggled and sniffed the roses. They smelled very lovely. She conjured up a vase with water and put them in on her desk. She began her next class as soon as they got there.
A/N: Alright. That's it for this chapter. I hope it's going alright. Review and let me know how I did for the first lesson. It's not easy trying to think these stuff up you know.