A/N: Part 2 as promised. Also, in the previous part I forgot to mention that all the characters, except Mr. Dapes belong to JK Rowling.~~Lady Lelila
Harry Potter~~Year 4
Part 2
Harry woke up with his head in Hermione's lap. Slightly shocked at his location, he sat up quickly. The world spun a bit and then settled down as he turned to a rather worried Ron and mumbled, "How long?"
"Long enough to fall over, but not long enough for people to notice," said Hermione.
Harry rubbed his forehead and looked around. Sure enough no one seemed to notice except for a concerned Ginny Weasley sitting three seats over. "It's a bit hot. Maybe I should sit under the umbrella with Ginny."
Hermione looked rather jealous, but made no complaint as Harry sat down next to Ginny. Hermione sat on the other side as Harry analyzed what ha just occurred. "I can't tell Ron or Hermione, " he thought. "They'll just worry. But when I looked at the Seeker, I got that stabbing pain just like when I've faced Voldemort. That's dangerous."
Harry looked up again and braced himself for another blow. None came. "Maybe it really WAS the heat," he thought.
Ron passed the game program to Harry and Hermione. Harry anxiously looked through it for the English Seeker, Darren Dapes. And there, right on page four waving right at Harry from the wizard photo, was Dapes himself.
The caption caught Hermione's eye though. She noticed anything that said the word Hogwarts on it.
Today is Darren Dapes' last match with England. He announced just previous to this game that he was retiring and taking on a teaching job at Hogwarts School for Wizardry and Witchcraft. Mr. Dapes said, "I've had enough of the Snitch. Give me something new!"
Hermione gasped, "HE'S our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher! What does HE know about the subject? We'll never learn anything except Quidditch!"
Harry and Raon weren't as concerned about it. They looked at each other with the same gleam in their eyes. "Excellent!"
Hermione gave them a dirty look as Fred and George passed by and shared a bit of the excitement before disappearing again. To avoid the boys, Hermione turned to Ginny and started a meaningless conversation about classes. Ginny, of course, was not paying attention, but was staring at Harry.
The match was everything that Harry had expected, and more! It lasted much longer than any of the House games at Hogwarts did and Harry saw a lot of different strategy than what Wood had been teaching the Gryffindor team. He was completely happy for the rest of the summer and managed to push the scar incident to the back of his mind.
Bill and Charlie left the following day and Hermione also departed after making the boys promise to study hard and meet her in Diagon Alley two days before the term started.
Harry and the Weasley's practiced Quidditch and attempted to do schoolwork over the next couple of weeks, the schoolwork part didn't work very well though. The boys all took turns on Harry's FireBolt, a gift from Sirius Black, his godfather. Before they knew it, they were all using Floo-Powder to go to Diagon Alley.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave them a bit of money and sent them all off to do their shopping, but not before threatening them within an inch of their lives not to go down Knockturn Alley. This prompted dejected looks from Fred and George but it soon passed. Fred and George met a few friends from school as did Ginny and before long Harry and Ron spotted Hermione. The three young wizards wandered around for bit looking in all the new shops and buying their schoolbooks. As they were loitering outside of Quality Quidditch Supplies, Harry felt a tap on his shoulder. AS he turned around, he was surprised to see Darren Dapes!
"Well hello," said Dapes. "You are the great Harry Potter I assume from the rather peculiar scar on your forehead." He spoke with an accent that slurred the vowels with the consonants that followed them.
"Yes…." stumbled Harry. "And these are my friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. We're really looking forward to having you teach this year, Professor."
"Oh really? Well, I'm looking forward to it myself. And to reassure your obviously doubting friend, Miss Granger, I do know quite a bit about the Dark Arts."
"That's wonderful!" exclaimed Hermione. The boys were not as thrilled.
"Well, I must pop into this store right here. I have a bit of Quidditch card signing to do before I head off to Hogwarts. I'll see you in a few days then." Dapes strolled into the store without a backward glance, but Harry felt that same pain again although not as strong as the first time. He shook his head and looked at his watch.
"I guess we should go meet our parents now," he said.
The three parted and went home for one last day before going off to school.
The train trip from King's Cross Station, Platform 9 and 3/4 to Hogwarts was unusually uneventful, which made Harry happy due to his run-in with the dementors the previous year. Draco and his goons were wandering around as usual, but this year the trio vowed to ignore them.
As soon as Harry got off the train he heard Professor McGonagall's voice ringing above all the noise. "Mr. Potter! See me in my office RIGHT NOW!"
Harry winced. She sounded upset, but he couldn't think of anything he'd done wrong. What now?
"In trouble already Potter?" sneered Draco.
"Shove it Malfoy," Harry retorted as he walked toward the school and Professor McGonagall's office.