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Author's Note: Hey thanks to you who have reviewed my fic. I'm glad you all think I should continue. I've been suffering from a really sore back lately and writing my fan fiction helped cure it. Sounds weird I know but it was sore to sit up but I *had* to do it so I could write which cured the pain quicker *yeah!!!!!!* Leaving me free to write my fic. Okay this chapter reveals what Percy is up to. ^_^ Okay but not really what Hermione is up to. Oh well *grins evilly* Anyway enough of me on with the fic.
Chapter 3 - The New Prefects
Professor McGonagall, Assistant Head and Head of Gryffindor House, lined up the first years in front of the teachers table. In front of that she placed a three-legged stool and on top of which was a very old patched hat - the sorting hat. The whole hall stared at the hat before a wide rip near the brim opened and the hat sang it's annual pre-sorting song.
When the hat had finished it's song the whole hall burst into applause. Then followed the sorting of the students.
"I do hope that the first years this year are in keeping with the previous years. I do so want Gryffindor to win the inter-house cup this year," said Hermione in a very matter-of-fact tone.
When the sorting had finished and the last student had taken their seat at their new table, Dumbledore stood up:
"Before I allow you al to become befuddled by our wonderful feast I must first make a few announcements. Firstly Mr Filch has asked me to remind you all that Dr Filibusters Fabulous No-Heat, Wet-Start Fireworks are not allowed in the corridors." Dumbledore glanced at Fred and George.
"Also to inform the first years that the forest is off limits to *all* students. *Even* Fred and George Weasley," Dumbledore added with a twinkle in his eye. "And the last of the formalities before we eat. Introducing our new teachers. Owing to the events which happened last year there is a new subject on everyone's timetable 'Future Wizards' in which our teacher is Mr Percy Weasley." There was polite applause except from the Gryffindor table, which was cheering loudly.
"This subject is aimed to give advice and open up options available after you leave school. I do also believe that representatives from different options will being visiting and offering help in the choosing of your career. And lastly before we eat, our new Defence Against Darks Arts teacher will be Professor Lupin." there was an explosion of cheers from the third years upwards at the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables. The Slytherin third years upwards weren't to pleased to have Professor Lupin back. Al the first and second years were politely applauding. Ron and Hermione looked surprised at this news but Harry didn't seem greatly surprised.
"Did you know?" Ron asked clapping as hard as he could.
"He hinted at it in his letter," said Harry simply.
"Now the last thing I have to say," Dumbledore continued when the noise had subsided - Harry, Ron and Hermione had been the last to stop clapping, of course - "Is tuck in and enjoy!"
Food appeared on the plates in front of them and Ron made a dive for the chicken wings in front of him. The general talk all about Harry was of Professor Lupin and what their lessons would involve with him this year. Eventually the first course faded off the plates to be replaced with puddings, and the talk turned to Quidditch.
"I hope Quidditch will be taking place this year," said Harry through a mouthful of trifle.
"Who's going to be your new keeper?" Dean asked.
"Who'll be captain you reckon?" Seamus asked.
"Harry of course," said Fred. "Isn't that right George?"
"Yeah! If it's not Harry I'll eat my broom."
"We'll need to hold Quidditch try-outs," said Harry.
"And soon," said Fred.
"They need the practice, added" George.
"No-one could fully replace Oliver as keeper though, " said Angelina. Eventually the last crumb of pudding faded form the plates leaving them as clean as when they began. Dumbledore rose to his feet again.
"Now that we are all more comfortable we shall announce this years new prefects. I beg you forgive us for not telling you sooner but we felt this may be a better way. If your name is called I ask you to come down here and through that door behind me. Can I ask al existing prefects to go through into the chamber just now." Several people from each table got up and walked to the chamber off the Great Hall. "Now for the new prefects…"
Ron turned to Harry, Dean and Seamus and started to discuss Quidditch try-outs and possible keepers.
"And the last six new prefects are: Hermione Granger, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter."
Ron, Dean, Seamus and Harry all stared at each other, each shocked that they were prefects, before rising and walking with Malfoy and Hermione into the chamber off the Great Hall.
******************
In the chamber off the Great Hall Dumbledore was happily talking to his prefects.
"And of course the last thing you need to know is your prefects bathroom - this year the password is Pine tree. Oh yes - some of you won't know where the prefects bathroom is - fourth door on the left of the statue of Boris the Bewildered on the fifth floor. The prefect common room, which has been set up, is the door to the right of the staff room. The password for this room is 'smart trees'.
"Now in order to reach this common room quickly there is a number of small chambers in the corridors near your common room containing a vast number of Portkeys. And the same applies to the common room, which has four small chambers accessible from inside the common room itself. The password which allows you into the chamber near your house common room is the same as the one for your prefect common room."
Dumbledore paused and looked around.
"Anyone any queries?" No one answered.
"I'll take that as a no. Now in the common room there is a notice board which will be used as the *only* method to inform you of any prefect/teacher meetings, I trust you are old enough to check if there are any new notices. So with that out of the way, off to bed with you. I do suggest that you go via your prefect common room so as to find the entrance to the chamber near your house common rooms. The doors to the chambers in the common room are labelled so that you take the correct Portkeys."
With that Dumbledore turned and walked out of the chamber followed by the prefects all of whom followed Dumbledore's advice and went to their common rooms via the prefect common room.
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Waiting behind in the prefect common room Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down on one of the sofas to talk. They were only a few people left waiting to get a Portkey.
"I'm so glad we're all prefects together," Hermione said happily.
"And what would you have done if you hadn't been one Granger?" said the familiar sneering voice of Draco Malfoy. "Cried every night for the rest of the year I imagine."
"Shut up Malfoy!" Ron said through gritted teeth.
"How did *you* become a prefect Weasley?"
"Fuck off Malfoy!" Ron said while Harry held onto his robes.
"With pleasure wouldn't want to be seen talking to the likes you, Granger and Weasley." Draco sneered. Walking away he added. "Goodnight Harry."
Ron and Harry stared after Malfoy in complete disbelief. Had Malfoy just said 'Goodnight Harry'?
"Hermione," Ron started. "Did you hear that? Malfoy was nice to Harry."
"We should go to bed now," Hermione said quietly.
"But did you hear that?"
"It really is late."
"Hermione! Did you hear?"
"Yes I heard!" Hermione snapped. "I'm not deaf Ron."
*************
The next morning at breakfast Hermione received another owl. A letter delivered by an eagle owl.
"I've seen that owl before!" said Harry.
"It does look familiar," Ron commented.
"Of course it looks familiar," Hermione snapped. "It belongs to ma…my mystery person who *I've* been writing to all summer."
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Who what?" said Hermione.
"Who've you been writing to all summer?"
"Come on we'd better get to class."
"Who've you been writing to?"
"None of your business, come on let's get to class we've got Potions first." Ron and Harry both let out a groan. Potions was their least favourite class of all.
***************
Hermione received an owl every morning at breakfast for the next week, until…
"Ron, Harry listen to this."
"What is it? Who's it from?" Ron asked instantly.
"Ron will you shut up and listen for a minute!" Hermione snapped before reading aloud to them the letter.
" 'Dear Harry, Ron and Hermione,
Can you meet me in the charms classroom tonight at eleven pm? I'd meet you in the prefect common room except we may be disturbed in there. Hermione I want to thank you for helping me all summer - you helped me pluck up the courage to tell Harry who I am. It meant a lot to me. Also thanks fro telling me that Harry loved his birthday present.
Until tonight then."
"So you did know who sent Harry's mystery present?!" Ron exclaimed.
"Well of course I did!" Hermione exclaimed. "You didn't realise that I knew by now?"
"Yes! We guessed that you knew. But we didn't know for certain."
"Who is it?" Harry asked.
"You'll find out tonight. Hermione said.
******************
Harry and Ron didn't pay much attention in their classes that day. Instead they were watching carefully to see if they could see someone watching Harry, but to no avail. Although Hermione seemed to be shaking her head at someone during Potions.
"Well it has to be a female prefect - could be in any house though - okay so maybe not Slytherin." Ron whispered to Harry in charms that day.
****************
At five to eleven that night Harry, Ron and Hermione left the prefect common room and headed to the charms classroom. They didn't bother with the invisibility cloak as being prefects they were able to wander in the corridors - supposedly to help the teachers catch any pupils who were out of bed after hours.
They reached the charms classroom at eleven o'clock. It was dark inside - light only by the moonlight coming in through the windows. Then a figure stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight. Ron let out a gasp.
TBC
Okay to it is very possibly obvious who they are meeting *shrugs* oh well ^_^ . I'm currently working on chapter12 of this story. I'll try to update as often as possible but this fic is definitely going to have a sequel. There's too much that I want to happen. Like lots of Sirius/Lupin slash. *Grins* but you'll have to wait. Please review so I know what you think of this chapter.
Author's Note: Hey thanks to you who have reviewed my fic. I'm glad you all think I should continue. I've been suffering from a really sore back lately and writing my fan fiction helped cure it. Sounds weird I know but it was sore to sit up but I *had* to do it so I could write which cured the pain quicker *yeah!!!!!!* Leaving me free to write my fic. Okay this chapter reveals what Percy is up to. ^_^ Okay but not really what Hermione is up to. Oh well *grins evilly* Anyway enough of me on with the fic.
Chapter 3 - The New Prefects
Professor McGonagall, Assistant Head and Head of Gryffindor House, lined up the first years in front of the teachers table. In front of that she placed a three-legged stool and on top of which was a very old patched hat - the sorting hat. The whole hall stared at the hat before a wide rip near the brim opened and the hat sang it's annual pre-sorting song.
When the hat had finished it's song the whole hall burst into applause. Then followed the sorting of the students.
"I do hope that the first years this year are in keeping with the previous years. I do so want Gryffindor to win the inter-house cup this year," said Hermione in a very matter-of-fact tone.
When the sorting had finished and the last student had taken their seat at their new table, Dumbledore stood up:
"Before I allow you al to become befuddled by our wonderful feast I must first make a few announcements. Firstly Mr Filch has asked me to remind you all that Dr Filibusters Fabulous No-Heat, Wet-Start Fireworks are not allowed in the corridors." Dumbledore glanced at Fred and George.
"Also to inform the first years that the forest is off limits to *all* students. *Even* Fred and George Weasley," Dumbledore added with a twinkle in his eye. "And the last of the formalities before we eat. Introducing our new teachers. Owing to the events which happened last year there is a new subject on everyone's timetable 'Future Wizards' in which our teacher is Mr Percy Weasley." There was polite applause except from the Gryffindor table, which was cheering loudly.
"This subject is aimed to give advice and open up options available after you leave school. I do also believe that representatives from different options will being visiting and offering help in the choosing of your career. And lastly before we eat, our new Defence Against Darks Arts teacher will be Professor Lupin." there was an explosion of cheers from the third years upwards at the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables. The Slytherin third years upwards weren't to pleased to have Professor Lupin back. Al the first and second years were politely applauding. Ron and Hermione looked surprised at this news but Harry didn't seem greatly surprised.
"Did you know?" Ron asked clapping as hard as he could.
"He hinted at it in his letter," said Harry simply.
"Now the last thing I have to say," Dumbledore continued when the noise had subsided - Harry, Ron and Hermione had been the last to stop clapping, of course - "Is tuck in and enjoy!"
Food appeared on the plates in front of them and Ron made a dive for the chicken wings in front of him. The general talk all about Harry was of Professor Lupin and what their lessons would involve with him this year. Eventually the first course faded off the plates to be replaced with puddings, and the talk turned to Quidditch.
"I hope Quidditch will be taking place this year," said Harry through a mouthful of trifle.
"Who's going to be your new keeper?" Dean asked.
"Who'll be captain you reckon?" Seamus asked.
"Harry of course," said Fred. "Isn't that right George?"
"Yeah! If it's not Harry I'll eat my broom."
"We'll need to hold Quidditch try-outs," said Harry.
"And soon," said Fred.
"They need the practice, added" George.
"No-one could fully replace Oliver as keeper though, " said Angelina. Eventually the last crumb of pudding faded form the plates leaving them as clean as when they began. Dumbledore rose to his feet again.
"Now that we are all more comfortable we shall announce this years new prefects. I beg you forgive us for not telling you sooner but we felt this may be a better way. If your name is called I ask you to come down here and through that door behind me. Can I ask al existing prefects to go through into the chamber just now." Several people from each table got up and walked to the chamber off the Great Hall. "Now for the new prefects…"
Ron turned to Harry, Dean and Seamus and started to discuss Quidditch try-outs and possible keepers.
"And the last six new prefects are: Hermione Granger, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter."
Ron, Dean, Seamus and Harry all stared at each other, each shocked that they were prefects, before rising and walking with Malfoy and Hermione into the chamber off the Great Hall.
******************
In the chamber off the Great Hall Dumbledore was happily talking to his prefects.
"And of course the last thing you need to know is your prefects bathroom - this year the password is Pine tree. Oh yes - some of you won't know where the prefects bathroom is - fourth door on the left of the statue of Boris the Bewildered on the fifth floor. The prefect common room, which has been set up, is the door to the right of the staff room. The password for this room is 'smart trees'.
"Now in order to reach this common room quickly there is a number of small chambers in the corridors near your common room containing a vast number of Portkeys. And the same applies to the common room, which has four small chambers accessible from inside the common room itself. The password which allows you into the chamber near your house common room is the same as the one for your prefect common room."
Dumbledore paused and looked around.
"Anyone any queries?" No one answered.
"I'll take that as a no. Now in the common room there is a notice board which will be used as the *only* method to inform you of any prefect/teacher meetings, I trust you are old enough to check if there are any new notices. So with that out of the way, off to bed with you. I do suggest that you go via your prefect common room so as to find the entrance to the chamber near your house common rooms. The doors to the chambers in the common room are labelled so that you take the correct Portkeys."
With that Dumbledore turned and walked out of the chamber followed by the prefects all of whom followed Dumbledore's advice and went to their common rooms via the prefect common room.
***************
Waiting behind in the prefect common room Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down on one of the sofas to talk. They were only a few people left waiting to get a Portkey.
"I'm so glad we're all prefects together," Hermione said happily.
"And what would you have done if you hadn't been one Granger?" said the familiar sneering voice of Draco Malfoy. "Cried every night for the rest of the year I imagine."
"Shut up Malfoy!" Ron said through gritted teeth.
"How did *you* become a prefect Weasley?"
"Fuck off Malfoy!" Ron said while Harry held onto his robes.
"With pleasure wouldn't want to be seen talking to the likes you, Granger and Weasley." Draco sneered. Walking away he added. "Goodnight Harry."
Ron and Harry stared after Malfoy in complete disbelief. Had Malfoy just said 'Goodnight Harry'?
"Hermione," Ron started. "Did you hear that? Malfoy was nice to Harry."
"We should go to bed now," Hermione said quietly.
"But did you hear that?"
"It really is late."
"Hermione! Did you hear?"
"Yes I heard!" Hermione snapped. "I'm not deaf Ron."
*************
The next morning at breakfast Hermione received another owl. A letter delivered by an eagle owl.
"I've seen that owl before!" said Harry.
"It does look familiar," Ron commented.
"Of course it looks familiar," Hermione snapped. "It belongs to ma…my mystery person who *I've* been writing to all summer."
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Who what?" said Hermione.
"Who've you been writing to all summer?"
"Come on we'd better get to class."
"Who've you been writing to?"
"None of your business, come on let's get to class we've got Potions first." Ron and Harry both let out a groan. Potions was their least favourite class of all.
***************
Hermione received an owl every morning at breakfast for the next week, until…
"Ron, Harry listen to this."
"What is it? Who's it from?" Ron asked instantly.
"Ron will you shut up and listen for a minute!" Hermione snapped before reading aloud to them the letter.
" 'Dear Harry, Ron and Hermione,
Can you meet me in the charms classroom tonight at eleven pm? I'd meet you in the prefect common room except we may be disturbed in there. Hermione I want to thank you for helping me all summer - you helped me pluck up the courage to tell Harry who I am. It meant a lot to me. Also thanks fro telling me that Harry loved his birthday present.
Until tonight then."
"So you did know who sent Harry's mystery present?!" Ron exclaimed.
"Well of course I did!" Hermione exclaimed. "You didn't realise that I knew by now?"
"Yes! We guessed that you knew. But we didn't know for certain."
"Who is it?" Harry asked.
"You'll find out tonight. Hermione said.
******************
Harry and Ron didn't pay much attention in their classes that day. Instead they were watching carefully to see if they could see someone watching Harry, but to no avail. Although Hermione seemed to be shaking her head at someone during Potions.
"Well it has to be a female prefect - could be in any house though - okay so maybe not Slytherin." Ron whispered to Harry in charms that day.
****************
At five to eleven that night Harry, Ron and Hermione left the prefect common room and headed to the charms classroom. They didn't bother with the invisibility cloak as being prefects they were able to wander in the corridors - supposedly to help the teachers catch any pupils who were out of bed after hours.
They reached the charms classroom at eleven o'clock. It was dark inside - light only by the moonlight coming in through the windows. Then a figure stepped out of the shadows and into the moonlight. Ron let out a gasp.
TBC
Okay to it is very possibly obvious who they are meeting *shrugs* oh well ^_^ . I'm currently working on chapter12 of this story. I'll try to update as often as possible but this fic is definitely going to have a sequel. There's too much that I want to happen. Like lots of Sirius/Lupin slash. *Grins* but you'll have to wait. Please review so I know what you think of this chapter.
