Chapter 3: Arrival
A/N: Thank you for reading the first part of my story. Thank you to all of those who have reviewed. I wish more people would read my stories though! Special thanks… once again… to randomness101 –Fanfic Freak. Hope you enjoy!
Hagrid opened the front doors and the students saw a dark figure emerging from the hall.
"Hello students." The voice was cold and emotionless. Harry froze and all of the happiness inside him left.
It was Snape.
He knew that this moment would come, but he'd been having so much fun he didn't even think about his teacher-to-be.
"Good afternoon professor," chimed the students in fake cheer. They were respecting students, but Snape was so unrespectable.
Snape turned on his heal and marched, into the Great Hall. Hagrid followed with the students not far behind.
Once they all sat at their house tables Dumledore rose from the head table and walked to the podium.
He cleared his throat then spoke. "Good afternoon students!" Dumbledore's cheerful voice rang throughout the hall.
"Hello Professor Dumbledore!" chimed the students in a happier tone than they did for Snape.
"We have gathered here today to start, hopefully, a new tradition here at Hogwarts. As you may know we have never done anything like this before in the History of Hogwarts. It is our honor here today to be with you. Classes will start at 3:00 this afternoon. Dinner is the usual time of 6:00. We will eat now and then you will report to your common room and unpack until class. Classes are followed as said so on your schedule that will be given to you in a couple of minutes when the mail owls come." with that Dumbledore seated himself at head chair.
All of the students turned towards their table where, at that very second, were filling with tons of magnificent, exotic, delicious, foods. Harry turned to Ron hoping to start a conversation but he was already stuffing his face. So Harry dug in too. The food was one of the many things Harry had been looking forward to, since Aunt Petunia made the grossest foods on the planet.
The mail owls swooped in through the ceiling. There was one for every student and they all carried one piece of parchment. It was their schedules. Ron and Harry ended up having all classes together but, sadly Hermione only had one class with them. Once dinner was over they got up and left the hall.
"I swear Harry, I am bloated right now!" complained Ron. Harry rolled his eyes.
"It's because you stuffed your face at the feast," Hermione pointed out. Ron gave her a teasing angry glare.
"I'm sorry that mum hardly feeds me!" Ron whined in the most pitiful voice he could muster. Not pitiful enough; they all knew that was a lie.
"How did you grow two feet then?" Hermione teased.
"I only grew a foot and a half over the summer," said Ron in a "smart aleck" tone. Harry tried to hide the fact that he was laughing. They were now half way up the stairs to their dorm.
"I wonder what the password is?" Hermione thought aloud. "Maybe we should try to use the password from last year." They arrived at the fat lady portrait.
"Lemon berry?" said Ron in a questionable tone.
"No. Didn't Dumbledore tell you the new password?" said the fat lady in a really snotty tone. Harry and Hermione exchanged worried glances. They stood there and waited, fatefully, listening to the fat lady sing. Suddenly Neville and Ginny walked up.
"Thank goodness you guys showed up." said Hermione as she stood up and strode over to them, "We were never going to be able to get in." she claimed. The fat lady giggled and Hermione glared at her.
"Water rhinos," Neville chimed nonchalantly.
"Correct," sang the fat lady. She swung open to reveal the Gryffindor common room. They all walked into the common room. Ron pulled out a pen and started writing on his hand.
"What are you writing?" scolded Hermione as she rolled her eyes.
"Nothing…" said Ron, hiding his hand. Although they all knew he was writing down the password.
They all split up. Each to their own gender's dormitory. They all started unpacking.
"This is going to be the best week ever," Ron commented. Neville, Ron and Harry were the onlt one's in their dormitory; the others couldn't make it.
It soon came to be time for their first class. Ron and Harry headed down to the quidditch field where Snape would give them their first lesson.
"I am looking forward to the lesson, but not looking forward to Snape," Ron admitted. "I wonder if they will actually let us apparate today."
"Probably not," Harry sighed. Ron slouched all the way to the field. Harry didn't know what to expect when they got to the field but he was sure that they weren't going to actually apparate today, but maybe he could be wrong.
They arrived at the field at around ten to three. Not many people were here yet, but the people that were there were happily talking amongst themselves.
That was until Snape arrived; then it fell silent.
"Students, please find your own space somewhere in the field where you can hear me!" Snape commanded. The students did as they were told.
All of the sudden one of the girls screeched.
"It's a unicorn!" she pointed over to the forbidden forest. Sure enough there was a unicorn standing watching them from the outskirts of the forest.
"10 points from Ravenclaw for blurting out," Snape said to himself, marking on his clipboard. The girl didn't care though she just kept talking.
"I'm going to name it Kara!" she shrieked. Snape sighed, mostly from frustration. The unicorn turned and galloped back into the forest and the girl started crying.
"Miss. Cringe if you would be so kind to either leave my class or stop crying!" Snape requested in a not-so-sweet way. She sobered off.
"Oh my god, he is such a Scrooge!" mumbled Ron to Harry.
"Tell me about it!" Harry said under his breath.
"Now, since that is over," Snape sighed. "Over this week you "lucky" students have signed up to take an apparition class."
Luna raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss. Lovegood?" Snape sighed in a "I could care less what you have to say" voice.
"Will we actually get to apparate anytime this week?" asked Luna in her sweet voice.
"Yes and no. By the end of the week most of you will be able to apparate, just a little ways. The others will not be able to apparate." On that note Snape looked at Harry. Harry knew that Snape was not expecting him, or Ron for that matter, to apparate. Harry and Ron exchanged nervous glances. Ron and Harry knew that this was not going to be a fun week. The only thing that they did during that class period was answer questions.
They walked into the dormitory and Neville was sitting on his bed with his hands wrapped tightly around his knees as he was rocking back and forth with a scared look on his face. When Harry looked to where Neville was staring he knew why.
A/N: Sorry for the random outburst of unicorns. My friend Kara, wanted me to write about them because she thinks they are awesome… so yeah! Thanks for reading. 3
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